Stavanger Bay the night of long fangs

@Rannoch

 
The winds breathed that it was time for the young boy to receive the gift of the ocean – it was the evening of his spiritual guide ritual. With Doe in her state of pregnancy, the swarthy titan had elected himself to carry on the blessing. He knew his own weight when it came to the ancient ones, and he knew that if he were to take the boy to the sea, they would grant him the capability of meeting the child with the beast that would provide him with great strength.  
 
The sun was dipping low behind the mountains in the distance. The ocean lapped lazily at the shores, and the wraith limped toward the mouth of his cave, hoping that he would find Rannoch within. The child had healed well – due to Deirdre – and Skellige was pleased with his progress. It was time to delve him into the culture of the sea.  
 
Craning his head inside the cave, the brute emitted a short chuff for Rannoch, hoping that the child would answer the summons.