Thunderlights

Mr Dimheim,

The man finally reached Esteldin on foot, he lost about five hours playing hide and seek with the orcs and the men that were after him. Now he was covered in blood and exhausted, yet, he reached the settlement. He had to be cunning and take them out before they'd return and report him bearing these news, they would expect the Rangers and all would be lost. He held the reins of his loyal steed as he entered the ruined gate of the settlement and kept going on. The two men on watch noticed that he was panting and approached him at once, one took the reins and the other spoke.

The two men were sitting at the short table in the old man's room, Erenkhad was sitting upright with his hands on his knees, in an angle. The older man was grinning wickedly as he was pouring some of the red liquid for both, the scarce light makes it seem darker in the glass when they lift the glasses and drink. They remain silent for some moments, having been talking for most of the time so far, they just drink, one enjoys what he sees as victory, and the other, Erenkhad, waits patiently to be sent to ride out and bring glory.

Some days after the Slaughter of the Northcotton Farm

She woke up from the feeling of a tear running down from the corner of her eye, she felt the moisture as it ran down from her right temple. She didn't know where she was, her feet were bound to a chain that allowed her to move only to the edge of the cell she was in but they were still too heavy. The only light was a torch in the corridor between hers and the cell across, ready to go out at any moment, keeping the light scarce.

His feet went numb, his breaths he could not feel, his eyes were only looking ahead of him and the image of Aggy was there as he ran from the town to his house. He reached the yard panting and stood there for a moment, folding in hald trying to catch his breath, the door was closed, so he knew that she was safe. Still, catching his breath he walked to the house and pushed the door open, but instead of opening it fell on the floor, Ern's heart stopped and his eyes opened wide, he started to breath with difficulty and slowly walked into the house, careful and afraid of the worst.

The burning of Buckland brought more work for the Crafting Hall as they were trying to rebuild what was destroyed in the fire. Ern was going to work earlier than usually and returning a little later sometimes, leaving Aggy alone most of the day, but, with him he brought coins, enough to feed them but also to put some aside for the barn and the animals. All this work was keeping his mind off the incident and he managed to forget it. Now it was only working with the wood, make something beautiful for others before returning to his beautiful wife.

-No, no, no!

-Those eyes... Those eyes. No! Run, run! Run Pekki, run, they are coming! His shouts made Aggy turn in her sleep and eventually wake up, only to see Ern laying on the bed, pale and sweaty, as if wanting to run but not being able to do it.

-They are here, run, please, I beg you Pekki.
-Ern, Ern, what is it my dear? Wake up, please, what do you see?

It was a long day for Gromac, he had walked all the way to the Brockenborings to find a merchant to buy a sack of seeds and now he was returning, he was looking forward to have his tea and warm meal to fill his belly and get in bed, another long day was waiting for him. But the Golden Perch in Stock would be his first stop for a warm mushroom soup with tea, before his own tea and dinner at home. The next morning he'd be busy, having to sow his fields and make sure that he ripped off completely any unwanted weed.