Stavanger Bay Heave a pawl, O heave away!

"Nay, ya haven't?" A surprise brow rosed as she glanced back at Ali. She didn't doubt that not many have not seen the sea, but she didn't expect this to be a first! Norsamu was rather pleased to make this moment the others first, as a first view of the ocean with rum? True bliss! She already enjoyed watching the familiar sunset over the waves with the splendid drink, but it was hard to remember her first time witnessing it. It was quite long ago... Well, whatever, she'll remember one day! Probably. 

"Ya got many tales that come with da waves." The view wasn't the only thing that enticed the large woman. The reasons she drifted by the sea quite a lot with her crew was due to all the damn rumors! There was too many of them to count on a paw, and all were random occurances.  Merfolk tears, Poseidans treasures, harpy claws.. Etc etc, there was a lot more to name off, and some Norsamu managed to find. They were pearls- but many called them the merfolks heart, or even their voice. Some said eyes, one said tears, but her favorite was they were dripped from the moons surface. When the moon touches the waters, the pearls are formed due to two pure entities meeting. Though she found them in some kind of oyster, so eh, did not seem like a true tale. Though that was the fun of it! Finding if it was true or not.

"Aye, there they be." Her paw motioned toward a pile of rocks, as a sweet scent drifted over. Norsamu brewed quite a lot before wandering off, not to mention she wanted to gather some before winter approached. She looked over and grinned at her accompany before motioning over to the boulders, where hopefully her stash of rum would be held.