Stavanger Bay i should not smite with vengeance

erzulie was amused by how the other woman kept up with their game while refusing to relinquish her banner of kelp. opting not to comment on the seaplant, the harlot prodded the crab with another sharp brush of her paw. "i be erzulie," she purled; she had never seen a reason to hold back her name.
whether or not the other offered her own remained to be seen; the woman's jaws seemed quite occupied holding fast to the kelp. erzulie supposed it was rather salty; her own palate was not quite suited to such tastes, despite the fact she had chosen ironsea as her home. mintglow gaze eventually found the features of the other; she smiled and stepped aside, deciding to allow the little creature a pathway into flight if it so chose.