Stoke

They had made it to Gaeded’s home town of Stoke under the worst of conditions. It became apparent that the Eorling was finding that her home was changed since she last returned. The building stress was making Lieta nervous about staying, but the Eorling wanted to continue their journey from Bree. It also wasn’t helping that Athlenah was getting homesick after she and three others of the company were captured and beaten in Dunland.

"Again!" The sound of clashing metal followed. "Again!" The sound of a cornered man, fighting to stay alive was heard. "Again!" The only sound that was heard was that of a man falling in the dirt. Ordlac gave a smile and the thane of Stock clapped his hands, seeing how his squire defeated his head of the quard. "You have been beaten by a fourteen year old Walda! Clean yourself off and see to the change of the guard before I let you fight Tidhelm another time.