Stavanger Bay Will they ever reach the floor?

Doe seemed to open up further with her offhand comment, certain that the witch had known she liked her, if that was possible. Lag had tried to subdue herself since joining, keeping her friendly nature somewhat under wraps given Skellige's disapproval for she desperately wanted to fit in here. This time though Lagertha could not help the booming laugh that escaped her, amused by Doe's excited prancing. Her mirth had her eyes squinting happily, tail wagging as it slapped the backs of her thighs.

She quirked a brow at the inquiry, a bit surprised the völva wanted to learn how to fight. Doe seemed like a sweet type, as if she disapproved of violence. Nevertheless, the Viking nodded her head with a pleased expression.

"I vill teach you. Vhen do you vish to start?" Lagertha was close in size to the diminutive woman, though slightly larger, and was certain she was proficient enough to teach her.