Warmth of Forlaw

Forlaw's fires welcomed us, though It may appear the men and women of Forlaw are cold toward us, they did feed us, cloth us, heal our wounds. Was it cause of me, my family that is renown in thanes halls, or renown of young not so lucky Aethelwigend, Drihten of Stangard, Regnwald?

Surprisingly first snow came early here, and many eyes looked to the Mountains of Mist in wonder why It let its frost down on valley so early? Bearing orchards covered with thin cover of snow, grape vines frozen with cold, fawns and cattle didn't still grow the thick winter fur. It was too early. To early for such frost and snow.

Few of our men were invited to help foresters, return the kindness with kindness. And we help our saviors gladly, with warmth in our heart so broken with sadness over Stangard we lost, the people we lost.. mothers, fathers..our children. 

I will confess, I am worried, there is no word from Harwick, as if dont exist, as if we are not the victims. My sisters visited me, invited many of people to our farmsteads, but many are still reluctant to abandon the group, our of fear or loyalty. I will stay with them, side by side to Regnwald, this is my home, this are my people, if anyone can put good fate for survivors of Stangard here, it is I and our deeds.