A diamond sword, forged by dwarves from the sun, to defend myself in case of any dangerous encounters.

A pestering parakeet, able to repeat anything it hears, useful to listen in on conversations.

A bottomless-bottle of fog, once used a large, thick mist shall form, easy for quick escapes. 

A never ending food and water supply so I don’t starve or die of thirst.

A weather changer, to change the toughest and most rough of conditions whilst flying on my sky ship.

A pair of, Spot-Everything-Wrong glasses, used to spot problems, whether it’s on the ship or in a thick jungle.