• Wide-eyed Alec looked around. The warriors had given him his own tent, which apparently had belonged to someone who "went out on the marsh at night".

    He wasn't amazingly impressed.

    All there was in the tent was a bed, that had a horsehair-stuffed mattress and a sheepskin blanket, a small table with a candle on, and a map on the floor. Nothing electric or plumbing, not even a toilet. Still, it was somewhere to stay so he tried to look happy about it. "Thanks, umm, Alice?"
    "Yes. My name is Alice, and I run this band of warriors. Now, if you're going to stay here, you listen to me. You do what I do. Ok?" She seemed very stern and bossy to Alec.
    "Fine..." He muttered "But, one thing. Going to the toilet..."
    "Outside. There's a hole in the ground over to the west that leads down into the marsh. Right then, get up tomorrow at dawn, and I'll get you sorted with all the rules and training we do." And she walked out, not waiting for an answer. Sighing, Alec lay down on the bed, pulled the sheepskin blanket over him, and slept.