Stavanger Bay And all I am is all I could not mention

Lagertha had not expected any to be awake, had not thought to find anyone on the pebbly shores in her solitude. The voice was the first to break her thoughts, a gravelly thing that reminded her of a bullfrog's croak.

The Viking turned, eyeing the beast curiously. He was mighty ugly, seemed to deny the fact with his flirting. The Shield-maiden could not belittle him that fact, she liked his confidence if not his looks.

"Ta ocean," she answered, turning her slate eyes on it again. " 'M Lagertha," she introduced herself, moving away from the waves washing around her feet in favor of facing the brute. 

"Ya can put ya eyes back in ya hed," the Viking laughed heartily.