Stavanger Bay earth and sea cower from my screams

Unaware of the growing audience, Rosalyn's ears twisted at the unfamiliar epitaph the woman dubbed her with.  Well, no matter the meaning behind it, she'd take it.  Likely if it was rude, she'd been called worse, and if it wasn't, she would accept any compliment.

"Are ye now?" She asked, more for the slight delay the confirmation offered than anything else.  She wondered if her position left her able to offer such a thing now; after all, Raptor had gifted her entersnce, albeit with the Captain's unknown blessing beforehand.  "The Captain may have more to say to that, but you seem... traveled." She'd seen the scars on the woman within her initial examination.  She knew her way around a fight (or had been on the losing end of a few), but did she know the sea? "What strikes your fancy about our little cove?"