Stavanger Bay turn around unless you want to fornicate in the willows

He had departed Ironsea in search of a prospective raid. He had been content then. The future on these shores had seemed promising under their new Captain. He liked her as a leader and as a friend. That had not changed; what had changed was the discovery that he had a daughter, and that she was not gone as he had thought. But she was not here, on this beach, in this bay, and so neither was his heart nor his mind. Both had become hers, and he knew that no matter his efforts he would not be able to reclaim either from her.

"Roz?" He hailed the Captain softly when he found her. His eyes scanned around. There was no one here along this stretch of sand but the two of them. "Got somethin' to tell you, 'bout what I found when I went scouting."

For when you have time! :)