There has been some days now since we went out searching for a missing caravan and its owner...we found the caravan along with its guards and a black steed that where recognized by milady Wulfreda as her loves steed. Here I took one look on the bloated bodies and I had to turn away to vomit for a second.
Scouts found some tracks we followed and shortly afterwards we encountered Easterlings, in a dense forest we fought them...one took the blow of my halberd and his skull got splitted in two... when the battle was over..then the chock took me and I vomitted some more...
