Stavanger Bay but i got one condition

Scars? What scars? Caracal blinked and moved closer, only now noticing the slight flaws marring the other man’s features. If anything, they actually added to his rugged beauty. He desperately wanted to tell him this, though he clenched his teeth and let the man offer an introduction.

The scars just make you look like a total bad-ass, Caracal said. I bet there’s a cool story behind each of them, and he would be more than happy to hear them or anything else Rhaegal wanted to say to him.

But of course, he’d asked Caracal a question, so he wiped the proverbial drool off his lip and said, I live on that island, and turned to point at the speck on the horizon. Facing Rhaegal again, he added, I just felt like wandering a bit today. Do you live around here?