Stavanger Bay Let the Adventuring Begin!

Thistle cloud watched as her eldest son strutted from the den more full of himself than she liked, but he was a first born true to it all. and who was she to dampen his legacy of first born natural leaders, and ambitious. Though she hoped both her sons grew strong and true Tveir was much more sensitive than most. she tilted her head and walked towards him sitting near to watch and hope he wanted to play. she wasn't his brother or sister but surely his mother could be second to play compared to his siblings.