The rain makes the going miserable. It is wet and muddy and I could be back home with Flid. No wait, I couldn't. She is off in the highlands. Well I could...Ialach cries out from down the road and interupts my thoughts. Some one is coming up the road. I signal to Lochlannach to get out of sight. It is raiding season after all and while a wagon is not as good as a freemartin it can still make a tempting target. Ialach wheels his horse around and races towards me to report what he has spotted.