Stavanger Bay He who leads a war for the love of his fellow men, will defeat his enemies.

velen’s ears swept forward at the sound of the name ‘rusalka,’ one he recognized from his talk with rosalyn. it did not appear they and dacio were on good terms, however.
”ford is my brother. we haven’t found him yet and i ... i wouldn’t want to leave without knowing he was alive.” surely a sibling could understand the sentiment.
dalia had not been as receptive to his suggestion as velen had hoped, but he looked to her now. even if he did not leave the bay for the time being, he would not demand that she stayed.
perhaps dacio needed to know that more was at stake here than the lives of the two stormrift wolves. patiently, lovingly, he watched dalia, unwilling to reveal the news to her brother before she chose to do so.