Stone Circle Can we learn the tongue?

Gunnar smiled, but inside he was wincing. They had a basic grasp, but their accents were terrible. So he repeated it, putting emphasis on the way he rolled some of the letters, the guttural viscosity of some of them too.

Rabbit, Squirrel, Deer they are. Kanína, Íkorna, Dádýr

Then he waited blinking steel grays, ears forward. Hoping he was helping, because he wasn't sure. He was trying, but his language was not an easy one. He was born to it, as was Bjarna, and Skald, and the other littlelings.