[Not a secret-- and also a form of reward for accomplishments down below. After Munin's initial smoking of the peace pipe, so to speak, many had understood Connor to be quite the agreeable land dweller, very...uh, agreeable indeed.]

Hm. It is troubling that your companions have been trapped in such a way. It is not my decision, but Munin will certainly agree to send some of our people to assist your people with the boat.

[The whiskers on the side of the Jormun's face twitch rapidly, glancing down into the water.]

I shall go immediately to report. You will have our answer before the sun sets.