Dragoncrest Cliffs pick up a crew in tortuga

“New name… new life,” Njord mused aloud with a knowing grin. He had once walked Rhaegal’s path not so long ago – a fresh greenhorn on Teekon’s shores.

He laughed from the belly. “I’m sure ye were not expectin’ ta find yer uncle in Sapphique. I hope I willnae cramp yer style," he admitted. Though the youth probably wanted to start a fresh slate, Njord found comfort in having a blood relative of his among their ranks. Perhaps the feeling as a pariah was at an end.

“Och, but we are practically strangers, aren’t we?” Njord observed. “It will be nice tae ken ye better.  Soon you’ll have tae meet my wife, Meerkat, an’ our boys Stingray an’ Swordfish.” Njord’s brows knit thoughtfully. “It will be good for them tae ken their cousin.” Another man in their life, Njord thought silently to himself.