Wheeling Gull Isle New places, friendly faces

Either John dodged the question or he simply hadn’t understood it, as that certainly wasn’t what Caracal had meant. He laughed, gesturing at the great expanses of sea as if to remind John of the bounty they held.

We can definitely find you some eats. But, I mean, what sort of life are you looking to build here? he tried again.

I’m game to continue with just the two of us, but if you’d like to wrap, then that’s fine too!