Stavanger Bay Noises closing in from all sides warning all the ways to die

Hey! The voice cut through the wind, caused him to stop and to turn, and his lethargic gaze landed upon the woman as she advanced upon his position. She did not look terribly pleased to see him. The questions falling from her lips seemed redundant to the warrior but he would oblige her some answers—if only to pass the time.

Tetsubo, he introduced in a deadpan manner. To have to repeat himself was frustrating—he thought himself to be quite clear before; perhaps this woman lacked enough intelligence to understand him, but more than likely he was not being clear with his own purpose. He watched her a moment longer, but ended up stating: I am bushido, servant to the Cairn— there it was again, that same line. It hadn't explained anything before. A different approach was necessary, so he cut himself off and rephrased, Skellige Cairn is my lord, and he sent me to find his children. I am to serve them.

Was that enough? Speaking was a chore.
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