"That is the same question that I have asked you, raider Vol," the Earl said. "I know not. At first, I thought it to be the price of their pride, and it does seem reasonable… But from what I have heard, Earl Brighteyes crossed borders just to reach you. What have you taken from him, mm?"
"Taken, Earl?" Vol said.
"Indeed, taken. That is what you raiders do. Do not tilt your head like that. I am not insulting you. A wolf hunts, and a fox scavenges. One is not lesser than the other. The only real worth is in survival," the Earl said. "But it does seem that you have scavenged from a wolf that you should not have, and now you pay the price."
"You will pay a price as well," the Elder warned. "Did you not hear of the losses that he inflicted on Maddon? More than a thousand men, and his chief strategist were slew. It was far from being a simple escape."
