Stavanger Bay Will they ever reach the floor?

Lagertha felt her brows furrow in concern, paw raising as if to take a step closer to her new friend, uncertain if she was okay. The diminutive witch doctor had seemed to fall into a trance of sorts, eyes unfocused in deep thought. Lag thought of disturbing her, nudging her to wake her from it, but had been taught never to disrupt a prophet of Eir when they communed.

Doe eventually emerged, telling a brief tale of how Skellige had found her in or near the water.Laggy felt her head cock slightly at the description presented to her, unable to agree completely. Skellige seemed stern to her, a bit grumpy. Still he was her leader and she owed him respect though loyalty had yet to come, it would take time to trust him.

"Vell, I am glad ya found a home," Lagertha smiled, shaking off her concern for the doctor. Picking up the gull, Laggy made to go bury it with a gesture to Doe to follow if she wished.