Thor wasn't sure he liked this place as well as the last one. The first place Ninkasi had taken him had been quite cold, up in the mountains, so high that it was hard to breathe. They were fun people who told stories about abominable monsters in the snow and loved to laugh. Then they'd gone down the mountains and east into a land that was lush and hot. The humidity had been ridiculous, but the people generous and the food fantastic even if it was spicy. Maybe that's why their gods had extra arms, to fan their mouths while eating it. Though he still couldn't figure out why some of them were blue. From there, they'd gone west again, back through the mountains and into a land of silk and beauty. Even they way they wrote and moved was an art form. They had some very definite rules about fighting and honor, but they took both seriously and Thor appreciated that. Though he hadn't much appreciated eating with sticks, that was just weird. ( This place though? )