Stavanger Bay It’s funny where you end up when you don’t pay attention.

The stranger seemed to greet him with a pleasant tone and a cheery nature. Ford was diligent to follow the movements of her facial features and how she reacted to his presence. It seemed as though she was quick to speak to explain herself; this made things easy on him. Elixir seemed an awfully interesting name to him, but he did not comment on the sound of it. Instead, he nodded his muzzle toward the sands and lifted his sights to peer at her with a mismatched gaze. A ghostly smile curved the corners of his dark lips.
 
“This is Stormrift, Elixir,” the warhound responded to her with a small nod. “I’m called Ford, and I lead our group here on the bay.” As he said this, the presence of Saucy appeared at his hip; the titan swung his head around to look at her for a brief moment before he returned his sights to the dark woman on the edge of their terrain. The sea wraith wondered what it was that had brought her to their fold, and if she had plans to remain with them.
 
“Are you searching for a place to stay?”