Stavanger Bay don't ever tame your demons

Skellige and his siblings indeed had their similarity, and bluntness was certainly one of them. Jagoda was not a mean-spirited wolf by any means, but he was blunt and he spoke his mind accordingly.  Whatever mistrust Arturo had held towards him seemed to have dissipated,  if only slightly. 

He explained the answer to the question Jagoda had asked of him, but the masked wolf canted his dark head to one side,  still not sure what was meant. In his confusion, he asked yet another qurstion. "You aren't speaking of Blackrock Depths, are you? Do you mean to challenge my brother?" He took a step forward with hackles raised.  "Or," he quelled, "Is this isle you speak of another territory that you once called home?" Perhaps the conversation had been somewhat lost on the simple- minded brute, but that didn't change his need for clarification.