Stavanger Bay rather have been killed by that beast than be saved by a half-breed

He retired to the seaside eventually, dragging heel to some extent because his injuries had begun to manifest again. The pain was tolerable; it was the fog within his mind that perplexed him, perhaps vexed him, which would explain the boorish manner he took when trudging across the sand. He sought out his lord @Skellige without making a sound (save for the crunch of grains and grass beneath him) and only because it was his duty as a bushido; not even now, injured and weary from his escapades afield, would Tetsubo rest.