Stavanger Bay Take heed

The stoic figure was just as he had been on the day that Skellige had found him, but this was truly not bothersome to the inky titan. It allowed for the wraith to witness just how consistent his dredge was, and to judge his actions according to this. The warrior spoke with a swift confidence that caused the titan’s lips to twitch in a ghost of a smile. That was something he could readily rely on the dredge for; he was always at a point of willingness to be commanded. The sea wraith allowed his gaze to flicker over to the slate-coated brute and he eyed the man’s physique with a narrow-browed expression on his shadowy features.
 
“How willing are you to do some scouting?” the titan then inquired of the duty-driven brute. A single ear swiveled toward the fire eyed wolf with an inquisitive flip. “I want to know more information on the other packs, but I will not stray too far from the sea,” he then added. There was a bit of a nonchalant shrug of his broad shoulders at the remark, but it was made in full transparency. The last time that Skellige had drifted too far from his designated terrain, it had turned him into a wicked monster… he was not yet ready to rediscover that façade.