Stavanger Bay a pirates return

She offered a grin to the fellow giant, "Ahoy!" It was one whom she was not familiar with, but Norsamu remembered the scent of Velen, and he had a familiar one hanging in the air. He was large and muscular, as well had a look of a sour fellow she thought, but discarded it to fill the void with her own charisma with the attempt of a friendly tone. She assumed with the familiarity of smell they were from the pack of wolves she was searching for, and desire to inquire, "ya from Stormrift?"

She of course took no time to ask about it, not wanting to prolong the questions she desires of him. While chatter was pretty nice, the brute before her seemed one who would rather know why she tresspassed then to have a friendly talk. She doesn't mind, of course, it can always come later. If Norsamu stuck around she would be delighted to banter with such a titan.