Stavanger Bay the drink of the Gods

Norsamu, sounded piratey too. Saucy really wanted to know where her captain fruits had come from, she imagined a some island out in the middle of the ocean, with fruit on every tree and everyone singing sea shanties. Wherever Norsamu was from must’ve been epic. The black and white woman laughed at her own joke, Saucy chuckled along with her. I used to to travel around too, but I’m a warrior, not an adventurer, she stated. For her, exploring was no occupation, just a hobby. Fighting, now that was the real deal.

She was asked her name, Saucy, she said with a wink.