Ankyra Sound to dixie’s sunny shore

When the rumbling mass of fur and muscle turned to face them Caiaphas nearly reeled in terror -- the immensity of his size overwhelmed her. At best, she felt diminutive. Steeling herself so that no outward hesitation showed, Caiaphas slowed to a walk and regarded the lumbering bear carefully.

He spoke in the most unusual dialect, but she made no mention of her intrigue. Greyjoy was swift to speak up against the razoring wind. Caiaphas cast him a sidelong glance before cementing his words with words of her own. "This is Ankyra Sound. There are many more of us a howl away. If you wish for a cache, or food, head south to Stavanger Bay." She had no problem directing this monolith of a disaster south.