Anastasia got down and laid on her stomach up on a hill looking down at the beach, troops were coming out of ships and posting tents and putting stakes into the sand pointing away from them. Her right hand man Morzon was next to her, "Where do you think they came from." she asked him curiously. Morzon looked for a symbol and found it on their sails but he didn't recognize, "I don't know." he said in a deep raspy voice. Anastasia got up and slowly walked backwards, "We need to get the tribe ready, it looks like we might be being invaded." she said and ran off. Morzon followed, he was a slow dimwit but he was the best with a blade in the tribe, he made a good bodyguard which was the only reason she kept him around. Anastasia looked back and waited for him to ketch up, now that they were a little bit further away it was fine if they walked cause the hill stopped the troops from spotting them. "We need to prepare." she said but kept glancing back to make sure that some of the troops didn't come over the hill all of a sudden.
Hodor slept at the foot of the the mountain pass that led to the north, he had gotten an urgent messenger carrying a message from his father telling him to come home. He had immediately slain the messenger like the letter had told him to do and then stolen his horse and rode off. He could hear howling in the distance but still wasn't to worried about them. He slept with his spear next to him, though he woke up suddenly and looked into a pair of blood red eyes. A wolf was snarling at him, Hodor reached over and wrapping his fingers around his spear. He rolled to the side when the wolf tried to bite him and he immediately got into a stance with his staff. The wolf lunged at him and he dodged to the side and brought the blunt end of his spear down on the wolf's head. The wolf collapsed on the ground with a crater in the middle of it's skull blood starting to pool in it and turn the snow red. Hodor went back to sleep knowing that the sight of seeing one wolf dead would keep the others at bay for now.
Kildar stood in the center of the village Kaavard when he saw Anastasia come walking in with her body guard. He said good bye and walked over. "Find anything on your scouting trip." he asked in a booming deep voice. "Were being invaded, their are warriors loading off of ships. Though we can not tell where they hail from." Anastasia said looking into his eyes. His eyes were pale blue like the ice that was all around him. He went and moved out of her path, he had to check this out for himself. He went off towards the beach to see if he could be able to tell what this mysterious army was.
When he got to the beach he immediately recognized the symbol as the Skoti, they were unloading thier horses now which caused Kildar to chuckle, "They won't last long here in the ice filled north." he said walking off and chuckling. A scout had seen him and gone off to worn the others, it came back with a host of 5 men and stood in front of him on their horses pointing their spears at him. "You really shouldn't be here." the man holding the spear that was in front of his face said. Kildar chuckled, "You really shouldn't be doing this." he replied a smirk coming to his face. The man poked his nose barely, "and why not." the man said a full smile on his face. Kildar chuckled his eyes cracking like the ice was breaking, he breathed out and spun in a circle. He chuckled and ducked under the now frozen men his eyes were back to normal now. He started to walk back to the village. "That's why."