Stavanger Bay i'm a traitor to your flesh, in a stone

Lagertha was content to let Doe and this woman, Caiaphas, do the talking. Politics weren't her speciality and the Viking didn't wish to blunder or embarass the Levathian. As for religion, Doe was better suited for explaining that as well.

Black Rock's religion was not quite her own people's, the Sea was worshipped and not her Gods but Kattegat had been so centered on the ocean that she found it easy to mesh. It reminded her distinctly of how the different Klaners had been slightly varied in customs. The Sea Klan, the Plains Klan, the Mountain Klan, etc. They had been different but similar. Lagertha felt no different than if she had been initiated into a different Klan.

Lagertha considered herself lucky to have survived the Sea's blessing, even luckier to have not stumbled into the Sea drunk on the wine.