Stavanger Bay lay low our warriors of old

Floki's ears pricked as his sister initially addressed him, but they quickly folded back against his head. She wanted him to go out there -- out there! Normally, he would have been quick to accept her offer, but there was something ominous about this rainstorm that struck fear into his young heart. Maybe the torrential downpour reminded him of the waves that had carried Jorunn away; or maybe he was just a scaredy-cat.

But despite his worry, Floki was a people pleaser. He wanted to make Ragna happy, and if she wanted him to go out into the rain with him, then he would do it. "Okay," he agreed reluctantly, pressing himself closer to her. Had their mother, Charon, or Levi been present, he likely would've refused; but he had to admit, even though his stomach was twisted into nervous knots, there was something exhilarating about the whole situation. He smiled timidly as they stepped out into the drizzle, feeling it patter against his shoulders with more force than usual.