Stavanger Bay Where do people like us float

Hedda's smile turned into a vicious sneer, when she sensed that the boy was absolutely clueless of his leader's life prior coming here. Sure - past didn't matter, when you started somewhere entirely new, from base zero, on the other hand - did the jarl was really so naive to think that the past would catch up with him sooner or later? That there were taints in his history that were impossible to wash away? She wavered between spilling some juicy details to this fellow now and remaining silent, letting these words seep in and let the doubt grow.

"No need to run me out, I am on my way now, I have got all the information I need," she retreated few steps, in case the young wolf decided to lunge forward. "Give greetings to Ragnar from an old acquaintance, will you?" she asked, without expecting the youth to oblige her request. With that she let out a ghostly laugh and was on her way.

ooc: thank you for the thread! :)