Blackbeak Bluff doubloons

It was hardly an impressive offering - a scrawny seagull couldn't hold a candle to a rich, fatty slab of deer meat - but it was a gesture of goodwill nonetheless. If one chose to interpret a deeper meaning to it: it was an invitation. 

"Ay, there's a balance," he added to her comment, watching too as the stone disappeared beneath the waves. "But either way, hero or coward, ye all return to the sea eventually. Best we can do is make it a life worth livin'."

A prickle of unease raised the hairs of his spine as he felt her gaze upon him, keenly aware of his small stature compared to the stranger's lean form. It was a fair observation, if a little inaccurate, but Nox made no move to correct her. "Haven't we all?" he replied casually. Let her believe he was strong.