Stavanger Bay The sea is my home [IC Joining]

Thistle sat near them both, brushing her muzzle across Ragnar’s shoulder she moved closer to Beric and began to translate softly for just him having planned to do so anyway, so he didn’t feel left out. Her husband may not want to translate but she would, simply because it was polite and Beric was trying to gain the warden rank. the male there his name is Syver Hakon Ironside, he told us some of his skills, and he prefers to speak old norse apparently he is not as fluent in English. She grew silent then waiting softly beside her husband and her friend. She would wait and see if he would continue to speak norse or if he would speak English. She certainly hoped he would, it grew tiresome trying to translate, when she herself was still widely learning the language, she may translate it wrong in her speech, even if it was right in her head.