With judgment passed, in a small little form of what resembled the trials the Cove had held against their ‘criminals’ or accused, except the bulk of the pack was missing from it, Ragnar was content with the sentence he had given them. Eyes of Caribbean ice moved from the Bay’s two Captives to Surra when he spoke that he had work to start them on. “Do with them what you will Surra,” The Jarl granted with a nod to his subordinate, before his gaze went back to linger on the two for a few prolonged moments as he spoke, “If they give you any trouble don’t hesitate to call for me.” though this was mainly to Surra it was spoken aloud for their benefit as well. The two weeks would be a painless sentence for them as long as they obeyed and did as they were asked. “I will come find you when the sun begins to set,” The Jarl spoke to the pair, now. “And we will decide where you will sleep.” Ragnar would not have the Captives any where close to his children and they would be under his watchful eye during the night so they would less likely to escape just to prove that he was definitely serious about the punishment and that if would go to any measure to make sure they did not escape. Even maiming if he needed too. Ragnar did not abide by any sort of moral code and would do whatever it took.
With a last glimpse at Surra the Jarl turned and departed, and headed back to his patrols.
