Dag looked at her carefully, trying to figure out what kind of person she was: she wore a light-skinned jacket with a fur coat on her shoulders and at the bottom had no pants, but a skirt, which came just above the knees, exposing two legs so muscular that they looked masculine, full of scars and scratches of all kinds.
Her apparel and posture seemed impeccable, however, the tone of her voice and the look with which Dag and his companions were scanned from top to bottom, made him understand that she must be a very strict woman, with herself and with others.
Before continuing her speech, her eyes fell on Freydis who smiled shyly at her, remaining silent.
Ellen left the huge cloth sack on the ground and walked towards her, suddenly changing her expression.
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