Stavanger Bay i learnt long ago

saltlord it is, then. in truth, it was not so different than ‘king’ just without the pretentiousness that was always tailed to the end of such lofty titles of nobility. she informs him that only one has been added since his departure; a male she calls sunhawk. wintersbane makes a mental note for introductions later. i doubt it, nice as a sediment it was. perhaps it’s for the better, wintersbane remarks as the coming season looms ever nearer like the budding apple upon temptation’s branch. she was never groomed for leadership, in all fairness, neither was he. the coming season does not elude me.

he leaves unsaid the rest of his train of thought: that there was plenty of opportunity to create more heirs; to further the fearghal-ansbjørn genetic line.

and what of the sentinels? do the herds still graze there?