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

Lagertha did not reply to his indignance, assuming it was a reasonable question to ask. She was alone quite often these days and had no idea when or how long Murgash had been amongst their ranks. 

"Tis a vitch," she explained idly, cocking a brow at him. "T'at depends if you can interest me long enough to get that far," Lagertha told him honestly. She'd had her fair share of men, women too, some uglier than him. But the Shield-maiden wasn't like to lie with a stranger.