Stavanger Bay The sea is my home [IC Joining]

The ivory prince's ears swivelled towards another pair of paw steps, he saw platinum fur and bright blue eyes standing next to the female. Another Scandinavian, another viking and he spoke ancient Norse which only proved this point. And by the tone of his voice, and his words, Syver assumed that he was the Jarl. They thought he was boasting, huh? He really wasn't, it was the truth but perhaps he needed to narrow it down so it didn't sound like he was. “ek skilja. ek vita ek munu eiga við sanna sjálfur." He listened as the Jarl switched language and went back to English, the ivory prince knew how to speak it but preferred to speak Norse. He hoped the Jarl did not mind. The ivory wolf bowed his head and spoke in his soft accented voice“ek vona að þú dont 'hugur mér ekki að tala Norse, dróttinn. ek er altalandi á Norse en í ensku." he said apoligetically. “ek nafn Syver, Syver Hakon Ironside. ek frá langt í burtu biǫð. fár mánaðr fara héðan. Það er land Norðurlandabúar, af víkingr." The ivory wolf lowered his head a bit more, crouched down slightly, his tail hanging low as he waited for the Jarl to speak again. The female next to him was probably his wife.