Gilded Bay ebbed and flowed

ford had piqued his interest; govinda gave him a long look, undoubtedly intrigued. "best of luck," he said sincerely, thinking of all the troubles that had befallen him in command of morningside. "one needs wolves to claim a land, at least a few of them. that, i do not have. so no," he concluded, "not as of yet. i sleep wherever i get tired," he added, grinning.

funny little sentiment. there was some sadness behind it, but it was humorous on its face. a man with nothing to call his own, and yet the world was his oyster because of it.

"perhaps i will come and sleep by your bay," govinda said, his smile growing dimmer but no less friendly. "we'll see where life takes me next." it was not out of the realm of possibility. he had taken a liking to ford, despite his initial intimidation. if the company he kept was just as solid, it was a tempting line of thought.