"Would that I could go with you,"he says. "My ancestors would ridicule
my lack of valor for fleeing rather than fighting to the end. But I faced enemiesthat even the greatest warriors in the Linnorm Kingdoms have faltered against, though I think I slew at least one of them
before they dragged Lady Argentea away."
We thought they were just bandits at first-outlaws who hide like wolves in the forest. They were no match for us. But then came the cold fey of the
north. They appeared among us and the battle turned quickly. My people speak of the winter-touched all the time, but I never expected to meet them this far south."
This seems to take alot out of the man, but a shine appears in his eyes, as he describes the battle and how it happened in his own vision. They appeared so fast, and amongst our group at that, it was as if magic had been used, and where they touched, flesh died.