'The Wargs forced me from my land, same as the other folk here, but it won't be long before we can go back, I expect. You learn to weather things like this once you've put some years behind you, and this Warg business is just one more setback in the long road.

'I'm more concerned about the great bears prowling the wilds in northern Annúndir. They've carried away more than their share of my livestock over the years, and now that I'm not on my land to chase them away, I'm afraid they'll be up to their old tricks!

'I am not without a heart and know that the bears are doing just what is their nature. So I told Amarion I would use their hides to make cloaks and tents if we need to weather the winter. Two birds, one stone.

'The bears can be found west of the Warg camps. Be careful not to stray too far towards the Fields of Fornost, I'll not use bear-hides from those foul beasts! Only bears in Annundír will do.'

Agnes Martlet has kept her own farm for years, and although she left it when the Wargs appeared, she is already thinking ahead to her return.