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The kennelmaster held a hand up and shushed his hounds.

They stopped growling, relaxed and resumed their eating.

"A sabercat? An unusual companion. I don't have any experience training one of those, only dogs and wolves." The kennelmaster replied.

"Can you try though? I don't know anything about animal training myself, but I don't think it should be too different to train a sabercat than it is to train a wolf." Jofrodr asked.

The man was intrigued and approached the two Companions to look at their pet. He knelt down and examined Tannr.

Tannr beared his teeth at the man and got into a more aggressive stance.

"He looks quite young, that is good. I might be able to give him some training, but it isn't my expertise so I can't promise anything." The kennelmaster said.

(@Zoor: alright)

"As you wish." The innkeeper took the gold coin and examined it to see if it was real. Clearly it wasn't something he saw everyday. Satisfied that the coin was real, he placed it under the counter and called out to one of the barmaids. "Bring a bowl of stew for our new patron here."

The woman headed into the backroom, which was were the kitchen was located, and then returned with a warm bowl of venison stew for Lars. The stew looked quite creamy, with cubes of venison, potatoes, leeks, carrots and accompanied with a small loaf of fresh bread.

It was certainly better than anything Lars had eaten in a while.

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"What will you be doing now?" Elisiv asked Kal. She had kept the female mercenary company during the past week and had showed her the parks, temples and taverns of the city of Drakefell. She had had fun showing the woman around.

Harald had not slept that night. After the events at the throne room, he had immediately gone to his study with his housecarls and his other courtiers.

Harald examined the map of his hold as Skorm marked the places were the ruined hamlets were located.

"It does appear like a probe, a pretty deep one." Harald noted.

"Now that their attacks have been discovered, won't they launch their invasion immediately?" Harald's Marshal, Pedr Merkyllian. He was a bit older than Skorm, in his late 30s.

"Likely." Harald mused.

"We will need to inform Hammarheim to send out scouts and prepare their defenses. Considering where they were raiding, the elves are likely to attack there." Pedr suggested.

"What if that was a distraction?" Kane asked. "It could be that they will attack from the southwest here." He pointed to Thokavarda and the fortress of Amol.

"A possibility as well." Harald thought. He hadn't expected to be spending his night going over strategies with his courtiers, but that is what he did. By the time morning came, Haukon had sent letters to all southern chieftains to order them to prepare their defenses.