Kalmar & Ravietta
Hey Ravietta, ever heard of the island that moves whenever you try to chart it? I reckon it's hiding a chest that'll make us both legends.
Maybe the island is a restless map, and the chest is just a myth; but legends are made when you get lost long enough.
Ah, you got the fire to stir a storm, that’s what I like. Let’s dive in, let the sea test us, and if that map’s a prank, we’ll still walk away with a story worth a pint. Ready to get lost and found?
Sure, but remember the tide always writes the last line—just hope it’s in our favor.
Tide’s a fickle friend, but we’ve got the helm—so let’s ride the swell and write our own ending.
Just keep your eyes on the horizon, not the map—sometimes the story’s the only treasure we can actually find.
Right, the horizon’s a better compass when the map’s all smoke and mirrors. Let’s see where the wind takes us.