Stavanger Bay lament of the highborne

It was almost as though it was a sign. The titan knew that he had disregarded much of what his father had demanded that he do. He had seen the flaws in the plan that had been formed, and so he had filled the holes with what he knew would work. But, this was something that he would have never anticipated in his life. The body of the great white shark thrashed against the shallows, inching its way slowly back to the waters where it belonged. Ford felt his limbs stiffen and latch him into his place. For all of his confidence in his own abilities, he could force himself to approach the dangerous sea creature.
 
Before he realized it, a large number of the pack had formed behind him and they all seemed to be waiting. It was the quiet voice of the dark Elixir that pulled him from his trance. She asked if they were going to help it. The pirate spoke next, saying that it would have made for a great meal. The warhound did not know how to respond to their suggestions. The shark was the predator of the sea, and somehow it had been washed ashore on their beach. There were greater things at work, he thought to himself.
 
“You’re likely to lose your life if you attempt to assist getting that beast back in the depths,” he finally replied in a smoky voice. The titan turned around and latched his mismatched gaze with Elixir, offering her a small nod. It was as though he agreed with her but could not find a way to facilitate the returning of the massive creature to the water. “They’re savage creatures with teeth like daggers. It would just as soon cut clean through you.” Much like his father had been, Ford realized with a clenched jaw.
 
Drawing his crown upward, Ford moved to get closer to the shark. His eyes were latched onto the beast’s dark gaze. It was only when he drew close enough to see the color that he realized just how much of his father lived in the monster from the depths. He did not need this; he didn’t need the watchful gaze of Skellige Cairn on his hide, not in the body of a shark that had washed ashore.
 
“Do you want to save it or eat it?” the titan inquired in a level tone, turning back to face his gathered group.