After a hearty meal and swappin' some stories, I needed to get back on the road south. Glynn'd told me there'd been trouble with wargs, so I stopped with Barri at the stables to get the latest. I'd need to pass through the old burial grounds, and once or twice I swear I seen an oathbreaker roamin' around down that way. I don't know if my blade can catch an apparition like that, and I'd rather not find out the hard way.

Some of them men of old were buried with their dogs and I ain't lyin' to say I seen a funny-lookin' red-eyed white dog or two thereabouts, it's said they can take a ghostly bite out of you if you're not careful.