Stavanger Bay ah, just burn it up

An interest, he wants to hear more. Vallkyrie didn't fancy herself much of a storyteller, though the idea of being able to speak to someone interested enough to learn a bit of her birth home brought a sense of nostalgia to her.

He spoke of his grandfather being born here long ago when these lands were claimed. Supposedly, he had said,  suggesting he likely did not know the man on any personal level. As it were for Kyr, she knew much of her family back home but still likely many she had not. Torbime was teaming with Archers- they were everywhere and it had extended in places beyond her knowledge from all those whom had dispursed over the years from the 'Motherland'.

Not a bad spot. Plenty of fishing opportunities, plus the sea lion shore and forest on either side and open plains inland... The huntress assessed the lands, thinking that having good shelter from the elements might be the worst of their issues.

Torbine actually had a lot of beaches. Some incredibly beautiful, some, not so much. She spoke with a smile and wrinkling of her nose, even sticking her tongue out like 'ew'. The whole land was surrounded by seas on every side besides one. She did not know the term 'peninsula'. Which stretched from end to end with a chain of tall, dangerous mountains. We called it, The Wall. She offers another side glance, to gadge his interest based on his expression. Beyond our wall, we called, the Badlands. Needless to say, wolves which came to our land did not come without meaning.