Traveling with Uthred's men was quite an experience. They had taken you with them after finding you in a slave caravan they took down on the road. Sihtric was closest to you, for some reason. Even if he was the quietest one there. Today they were taking a break and setting up camp. Sihtric was sharpening his ax beside you and you watched, silently, as you made sure the fire was lit. He looked very focused, sliding the stone on the blade with an almost catlike attention