Stavanger Bay we are dogs of the sea

She had been at this bay before, and for quite a while. Though she suspected no one would know, as the behemoth gal never cared to mark or claim it, and simply laid within it's beaches before it was time to move on. She knew some of the hiding spots, and of course, held some dried up rum somewhere, so exploring it was at the back of her mind for the moment. Though she held no secret locations, and didn't think that a crew would need one from each other. She was a socialable pirate, and desired to drink over the sharing of stories.

He was very serious about this, was Norsamu's first thought. He seemed keen on the dream for everyone to grow, go beyond the usual limits. She respected that, but also felt the same attitude over and over, could be a bit redundant. and not as fun as it sounded. Not that it sounded fun in the first place, for he spoke of sophisticated words to in the end say; everyone work together to grow,' she thought he was trying to say anyway. Honestly speaking it felt a bit drawn out that she somewhat zoned out until it came to 'test,'

"Oh? Test ya say?" The pirate curiously asked with an arrogant grin, as she was quite interested on what he had to say about that. Cared little to the 'storm blessing' and what not, or growing stronger and overcoming, none of that really mattered. She wanted to know about the actual challenges he would throw at her. That was what brings the blood boiling for excitment.