Gilded Bay gurur brahma, gurur vishnu

Ah shit, she did hit a sore spot. Norsamu regretted pointing it out, and wish to take it back, as a cold and serious tone hit the male before her. There was no tale to share, a disappointment toward the black and white rogue. Even after gave her this silent, awkward as hell stare for her before dropping some words of wisdom. To shake it off, she countered with her own, "well my balance, half explorin', half drinkin' rum!" And cackled, missing the alcohol beverage. Hoped with that she would then proceed to ignore the more saddened moments, as they are just a drag to speak out.

"Suppose I do," the large maned female said in confidence, puffing out her chest in an arrogant manner, "ain't no point doin' what'cha dislike, aye? Drink away and pick up the gals and lads! Gather beauties and treasure!" Norsamu gave a hardy laugh, joking on the free life she had of adventure, but not so much on the one-night stands. Sure she met a few beauties of men, but unlike some sea wolves, she didn't stay too long during those parts of travelling. What she adored though as the rum, her one true partner!