Freya, that is a name I know.

Björn's thick ears perk as he mentions that he did know his mother. His heart aches at the thought of his mother. He has not seen his mother since he was a yearling. He had followed his mother into the sea after Olaf had defeated his father in battle. He had lived amongst them for some time, Olaf even had started training him up in the ways of battling. It was an odd thought, now that he considers it, but Olaf had been almost like a father to him.

An Inlet prince? "A prince? Nah." His mother had always been a kind queen. She had told him many stories of when she was the Queen of the Inlet. She had told him of Macabre, the mare she had helped in birth. She told him of the frigid winters they had endured, only to come out the other side stronger. She had always told him how much she loved his father, even after he had lost her in battle. It had left him a broken man.

Björn eyes Warsaw, the King needs strong men to defend his lands. In return, Björn knows that he will be paid handsomely for his loyalty to the crown. Warsaw continues explaining how he invisions the Islands. Björn 's thick ears tip in his direction, listening and carefully dissecting every word. Warsaw wants the Island back to how they used to be, where only stallions rule the lands. Björn nods his thick skull, yes. It was strange to see woman led lands, it was unsettling, if he were to be honest. When he had come on the Dunes, it had taken him by surprise when a woman approached him. She had announced the land was hers and that if he were worthy he could be her King. He can feel the anger begin to boil beneath his skin. He looks up at Warsaw with a fierceness in his glacial blue eyes.

"Are you proposing a war?" A smirk begins to crawl across his lips. A war against those who want woman controlling the lands? It was interesting times on the Islands, indeed.

He mentions Tavas, and how he wants the girl safe. Warsaw wants to insure that his queen is happy. A smirk touches his lips. A Queen's emotions and anger were nothing to trifle with.

Than out of his mouth, Warsaw proposes his deal. If he pledges himself to Warsaw, and his cause, he would become the lead of the Bay. Warsaw's friends would become his, and so would his enemies. Björn has plenty of both, so a few more couldn't hurt. "I propose my loyalty to you Warsaw, as long as you draw breath, our proposal will stand." His gruff voice speaks out into the cool Tinuvel air.