Hmh. Strangely appropriate. My 850? custom ordered, battle-ready bastard sword. No, it's not some stainless steel wallhanger piece of crap. Yes, it is made by a professional bladesmith from eastern Europe. Yes, I know how to use it. Yes, I do have a sharpened weapon next to my monitor within an arm's reach. As to why, well...
The right side would have probably been even better, because that's my nicest warhammer. Behind me on the wall are my pollaxe and an assortment of the shorter hafted weapons. And in this room I also have three other swords (the long ones, I also have two short ones), my impact weapons and one heavy crossbow (sadly cracked a bit from a case of bad luck and a hard rock).
The spears are downstairs since there's no room here for them. Also my Dane axe. My daggers are a bit all over the place, wherever I think a dagger stand could cheer the place up. The best one is actually handing over my bed.
Yeah, my interior decoration could be described as "Do not leave children unsupervised", seeing the combined value of my steel outweights pretty much every furniture in my house by a long shot.
Somehow, I don't think listing every other gewgaw on my desk is important. Also, I'd like to think I'd be better off equipment-wise than most here (considering that in this country owning a firearm of any kind requires a license and nobody I know of around here has one). And considering I live in the countryside and can count my neighbors with one hand (even one that's been maimed with an axe and has less than half the fingers left), I wouldn't likely immidiately get mobbed by the undead hordes.