The good folk of Ordgar travelled to the flat fen lands of Peterborough to join our friends Ousekjarr.
Here we met people curious about our ways, particularly our methods of farming.
Many of these visitors were keen to wear our clothing.
Others were happy to trade slaves.
When these visitors left and we were among our own people, we gathered around the campfire, to shed tears and laughter at memories of our dear fallen friend.