While walking through a think forest in Island, a few mikes from the coast. Throkell and his group were following a smoke trail they saw in the sky, hoping to fine civilization, to drink, eat, food and possibly more.

While walking, him and his men came acrossed a person, leading up against a thin tree besrly breathing with the arrows that strucked them still in the body, the blood was easly seen in the white snow. There were past footsteps imprinted in the snow around the person then disappeared the opposite direction. The persons face wasn't seen through the snow leapers fur of their hood cape they had on, showing they were used to this color weather. He through about just leaving them but something about whoever it was made him curious

You woke up, laying on a bed of animals skin with bandages wrapped all over the past wounds, new cloths but same hooded fur cape on. With an unfamiliar male, a healer of a sort approaching you. The healer was a man of the village that Thorkell and his men were walking to, and was more a less forced to help, even if very near death.

Thorkell was still waiting right outside ever since he given you to the healer male. Ans still is trying to peek or get inside, With the healer village male approached you, the glimpse of sin was in his eyes