Stone Circle Becoming one with the stones.

Apologies for holding this up, been dealing with a major depression slump
Ulfhild did not interrupt as Taktuq spoke to the stranger, Bjorn.
A familiar name, she noted, though he himself was not familiar to her.
A name of her homelands, one of them anyway.

The behemoth was appeased by the bearish man's respectful bow of his head, the agreement to work on himself.
Ulfhild smiled slightly, a ghost of a thing, looking to the Mother now for her input, and to see if the Shieldmaiden was needed further.

Protect the Weak, Purge the Evil