Wulfreda

~~As we walked south a strong wind was blowing in our direction. I could only hear the wind blowing hard in my ears, unable to hear the company nor sounds in the surroundings. We moved from rock to tree constantly looking around us. The landscape consisted of small hills with scattered rocks and trees. On the horizon we could see a village of huts and tents, is this the first Dunlendings we encounter? It is a sign we are on the right track, and more secrecy required from us. We traveled around the camp under cover of trees.

While Leofmund was out to scout around their camp, he found Tidhelm tied to a metal fence. Obviously left there in the downpour to be dealt with later, Leofmund freed him and brough him to the camp. The fellowship now count five; four proud men and one stubborn, but very skilled shieldmaiden.

The three men, with pale worried expressions, sighs with relief as the shield-maiden Wulfreda coughs up water and returns to the world of the living.

Wulfreda lies motionless in the water, after her tumble down the waterfall.

Tidhelm felt it to be a victory to have had managed to pass Bruinen on horseback, keeping his feet dry.