Stavanger Bay Heave a pawl, O heave away!

"Snobs ya say? But they gave such a wonderful gal!" Every line she repeated seemed to follow a banshee of laughter, as Norsamu was head over the moon by the company. She was quite pleased as the wolf before her cracked a smile, adding to the pleased atmosphere. The thoughts she held before were long gone, the deep thinking was far behind until another day would come. Though there was no point anymore, as her decision has already been made.

"Tis' the good stuff!" She was a drunken madman since discovering it- then again her personality has always seemed like a wild barbarian. She acted a little more mad at first sip, but now it just made her feel nice. Yet to see any other affects. She was thankful to whoever the big man was to create such a delight, "never a day without it," Norsamu confessed her addiction, "a crave like no other."

"S'pose can get some more for ya to try," she was stocked, by a lot. As soon as the discovery was made of how to brew, she made haste gather as much as she could to create the nectar. Per' safety hide it beneath a few stones so the wind wouldn't knock it away. Safety first to alcohol! And of course, didn't mind sharing it!

"Names Norsamu." The maned would replied grinning.