Sea Lion Shores Seadogs

He thought for a second. A lass was a woman.. Was he just offered wenches for the price of him joining another pack? It was a good offer over all, including the 'grog', which he assumed was something valuable, or atleast worthwhile to some.

This wasn't his goal, however, and he needed to be sure this 'crew' would live up to his simple need: Bloodshed. With a stern look, he grunted: Goliath want lasses, yes, but me desire blood. there would be only thing he would'nt do for either: Speak in whatever half-speech this unruly wolf spoke in.