When my ship still answered to the Pfhor, they called it Sfiera after their goddess of lightning and passion. When you helped us take control on Tau Ceti, the S'pht rechristened it Narhl'Lar, 'Freedom and Vengeance'.
I call it Boomer.
— Durandal, Marathon 2
Adventure Galley, proudly she's staying her course
Adventure Galley, the magical force, wild and free!
Adventure Galley, the magical force, wild and free!
— "Adventure Galley" by Running Wild
Beyond Alloran was a ship I had never seen before. It hovered just inches above the polished floor. It was three times the size of any fighter I'd ever encountered. The main section was a fantastically elongated oval that stretched way out in front of three oversized, swept-back engines. Three engines, not the usual two! And coming up overhead was the long, gracefully arced spike of the main shredder. Oh, she was a thing of beauty. I had never fallen in love with a machine before, but, oh, that ship was sweet.
<I see you like my little toy, aristh,> Alloran said.
<It's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen,> I said. <Like... like a work of art.>
<I designed her myself. I call her the Jahar. It's my wife's name.>
—Animorphs - The Andalite Chronicles
