landlocked pirate

Wow so this was Abaven, was it? Ah-bay-ven? Abba-ven? Uh-BAY-veen? Whatever. The glorious land of incest and cousin fuckers, or so it was told. Sparrow apparently had a good number of family out here- and not even just the inbred ones. Funny how it was that HER Destruction and Imperialis blood was clean and yet there was another uh... ex-Imperialis, Double Destruction litter somewhere out there. And even maybe others. There were for sure more destructions, but had her uncle ever banged more than just his cousin? Sparrow couldn't remember the rumors all the way, but it was a story that went around when the drinking got too heavy. Anyway, she had to see it for herself, surely there were other, more reasonable family members around here.

As she skirted around the edge of the pack, Sparrow couldn't help but take notice of the sound of the rushing water nearby and the lush foliage that grew from all around it. Honestly, rapids sounded fun as hell and Sparrow wondered if anyone had tried with any success to float or race down them. Maybe it would be a good task for some unfortunate coyotes.

Suddenly a woman's voice called out and Sparrow popped her head up from the brush, still on the neutral side of the pack borders, "Uh yes, hello there Ab-ay-ven friend! How's the weather in the uhh rapids?"