Stavanger Bay The anchor's on board and the cable's all stored

"Tis be a fun time if ya join." She flashed a jolly and wide smile toward the lad, accepting his offer to join on the hunting. She enjoyed company, and while it was nice to go where she so desires, Norsamu would never deny a partner for a day. Though it seems he wasn't a wanderer like herself, and mentioned a little band of his. No names were mentioned, but she cocked her head to the side in question. There was one point the large lass wanted to join; the Ironsea Pirates, though they were disbanded by the bear.. Its smell no longer lingered, but she could remember the damage it caused.

"Depends my lad," she answered, "freedom is valued." The other group that interested the white maned female allowed such freedom, as the one who talked about it was a boy named Zigzag, who seemed to wander a few months at a time before returning back. She had to admit, that a part of her missed a band of misfits, as she remembered the Rosen Rogues. Though they never stayed in one place for long, and she grew up with that lifestyle. To the mountains, to the sea, to the plains and back, home was where they were at; but her home has long been lost, "travellin' in circles is a given."

"Name's Norsamu, nice to meet'cha!"