Stavanger Bay Forget what we're told

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The titan did not understand that the pale wolf had only a respect for the sea and her powers, and if he had, there might have been further hesitation in allowing her into the bay. He was a creature with great devotion toward the treacherous waves and the powerful swell. Skellige had lived his life in her arms and he would die beside them – of that he was certain. The wolves that he had gathered had done well to implement the customs that he carried from his homeland. The brute did not expect them to conform overnight, but he had been pleased with the brood that had made their home in the depths. Over time, he believed that they would grow stronger and the thoughts of Warsaw would leave his mind as he crafted his own legacy and future with those who were destined to belong on his shores.
 
As the witch doctor inquired about Sharkbait, the brute flicked an ear toward her and regarded her with a slow nod of his head. It was important to him that the pup was tended to; she would have an important role in his own life soon enough. “She should be near my den,” he remarked to Doe with a toss of his muzzle toward the caves that he called his home. With the direction given, he lowered his skull to her out of gratitude that she should see to the task he had given her. Skellige did not doubt that she was a vital member of the Blackrock.
 
Returning his attention back to the wolf called Fluer, he fixed her with a pointed stare and realized that he had not given his own moniker. “I am Skellige Cairn,” he offered her, drawing his crown upward. The wraith still carried his name with pride, as he knew he should. “This is Blackrock Depths. You would do well to spend your days learning our culture and introducing yourself to those within the pack. Should you have further inquiries, you may turn to myself or Doe for answers.” It would be enough to allow her in and she would gather what information she might need over the course of a week or more. Knowing he was a man who did not do well with social interaction, the swarthy titan turned from the new recruit and granted her access into the bay with a sweep of his tail. One more for the depths.