Gilded Bay seafarer

She had never tried her luck at fishing. Rowan had not been of dire straits to a level where she had turned to the seas or streams to get her meals but it seemed the more that she looked around the less there was to eat. Digging had produced a small patch of bugs here and there but it was not sustaining and she found her stomach getting more irritating as the days went by. The pale woman headed to the shore to hunt for any sort of life found there - maybe something would be more sustaining to her than what she had already tried.