Yórug had spent most of the day helping the Guider and Finjël interrogating the survivors. Most of them had spat towards him with indignation and refused to answer his questions until the large, bearded man gave them a taste of his resourcefulness and made them finally blurt out whatever they knew… Which wasn’t much more than they already did.
The only useful piece of information had been snatched from Vjorhl´s dry lips after he finally surrendered to the Cahenean´s relentless torture. He had been part of Njál´s inner circle, along with Jakul and a handful of men. And he was one of the few people who knew about the unit of re-builders that he had dispatched back to Lowland’s shores with the task of building him a brand-new fleet.
-Why does he want more ships? – Yórug asked him with int
