All that's west

The man's brief expression wasn't missed by Sparrow. He said it was lake shaped and Sparrow huffed indignantly, shifting her weight to one side then the other as she rolled her eyes, "That's so BORING sounding!" Sparrow was taking a minute to try to squint past him to see the lake with her own eyes, but didn't make out anything. She grumbled as he went on to say that they didn't let strangers past their borders. "What about potential merchants? Y'all got any goods you wanna trade? Slaves? Harlot lovers?" Sparrow pursed her lips and Pongolo took to preening some of the fur at the top of Sparrow's head as if to soothe her. "There's gotta be something I can do."