Stavanger Bay There's talk goin round this town, keep it down now

she had returned to rosalyn's side beneath the aware light of the other's gaze; she settled herself, softly pressing their pelts together in a show of goodwilled intimacy. "tell me about de storms from de sea," the wanton murmured, intrigued by what it was pirates saw in the brine's wrath. when both ocean and sky moved upon the land, she knew horrible things could and did occur. 
but the electricity in the very hum of the air was not something erzulie could ignore; she was curious at it, for she had no reason yet to fear such things. perhaps rosalyn would see fit to educate her; she could not help the lure of rosalyn's gaze, and soon found it for a moment as she waited.