Northstar Vale dine with me

I... He hesitated, uncertainty obvious. I don't know. I frequent the ocean, for our kind favor there. We are from an island. It is the sea which brought us here. He pawed at the fish in front of him, dull claws digging into the white meat, ripping away at the silvered scales. My venture to these shores left me very... unsettled with what may become of us. After all, it was a waste land of destruction with all the debris and flooding.

 Perhaps the Winter would cleanse it and breath anew for the springs. But that was months and time would only likely push him further from them. The loss has left my future most uncertain. Our customs are very, different, you see... A place for me can only be with them. Its all he knew. All he understood. Everything else was puzzling, confusing... frustrating.