Wheeling Gull Isle and what is it you say to them?

Yes. Used to be. He didn't bother getting into the logistics of how it wasn't really his. That felt like a pointless conversation. However her next string of sharp words caused a bitterness to form in his mind. He would do his best to bite it back for now. Rokig had come here in hopes of some kind of healing, not duking it out because of mixed ideas.

Fishing could soothe him though. It was a topic he was willing to discuss with everyone. Perhaps you could help me brush up my fishing skills? It's been a while. He admitted a bit sorely.