Neverwinter Forest and I know that when the flood comes, honey,

The girl's tone went uncorrected, though when she failed to deliver the desired attention, he went back to his own rough grooming of her chest and throat.

Predictably, this was not long tolerated. His claws curled in to cling to her as she wriggled away, but Catamaran did not keep her from escaping. He sprawled once more, his eyes following her as she found the meal he'd brought. It was not seafare, but he wondered if a girl called Seastorm might appreciate having fish available to her. Already, he made plans to provide more.

"You were born by the sea?" he asked her. "In the east?"