Stavanger Bay Another First Step

we don't need to, so I'll archive and we can have a new one soon when she returns

The woman seemed to accept the task that was offered to her. Skellige peered at her with a careful vision and studied the way her features changed when presented with a chance to prove herself. There would be a good likelihood that she would turn and offer him word of success. The flesh under his coat itched with the thought of holding the coast. It had so often been ingrained in his mind. The Leviathan knew it to be right in his spirit, and so he nodded his head to Rouge and allowed her to be on her way. He wanted her journey to begin as soon as was possible. The quicker she scoured, the sooner they would have any mark of an idea as to what was out there. One thing was certain, though; things had grown too quiet for the inky brute of the water. Skellige knew he could not find himself in a state of complacency. It would not shine kindly on his wolves. Instead, he would opt for the proactive approach. He would scour until he found everything he needed.