She had the general idea down. Which was exactly right. He wanted to make a colony. Of course, Leif hadn't told him the full truth of it yet, life had spirited him away before things got harder.

He nodded, not seeming shock at her motioning round. It was known the world was round. Like with horned helments the flat earth idea was a myth. The sailor knew the earth to be round, the earth serpent circled the world for reasons.

When she stopped explaining Thorfinn stood up. "back." He repeated moving over to grab a peice of charcoal and return. When he said down again he placed the compass down in the center. "England." He motioned, his knife pulled further west and north. "Iceland." He added then took the charcoal and drew a line down from the compass. "Australia." He spoke when he reached further down drawing an X and looking up to confirm. He knew how to map. And he a damn good idea of how the earth worked. He had spent his youth looking at Askeladd's maps. He could track and mentally map well enough, and he is curious of her new land.

Thorfinn didn't care about drawing on the table. It didn't matter it was Charcoal it would clean.