It may surprise you to learn that gods, even Norse ones, aren't born wielding their favorite shiny toys. To obtain real treasure, sometimes you need to let a homeless god-fellow prank your wife. Just take a seat and listen, it will all (mostly) make sense by the end. At least, as much as any tale involving Loki ever does.

And don't forget your drinking horns for a swig of Klapøjster Mjød's Nordic honey wine.