They arrive

“Lads, are you there?”, You hear Randall's voice from outside.

"We're here", Brent replies, quickly leaving the cabin.

"Did something happen?" Randall asked. When you left, Randall and Don were already strapping their horses to the abandoned stands.

"No. Nothing”. Brent looked at you, and then looked at Randall again. "And with you?"

"Yes. We found wildling in the crevice of a mountain pass. He had the cloak of one of ours”.

"Who?"

“Eric, he **** and killed him. Donquio made him say what they did to our other patrolman, the Rato. We found out that he is being held as a prisoner in one of their camps."

“What a terrible thing... What are we going to do? We can't let Rato suffer like this”, Brent protested.

"We will do what we came to do", replied Donquio. "We found out what happened to our companions, we will return and report to the Lord Commander."

"We still need to know where the wildlings are", you pointed out.

“We already know”, said Randall “wildling bastard said that too. Donquio knows how to be aggressive when he wants”.

"But we will have to spend the night here", Donquio said in an imposing voice. “It is getting dark, and its better not make any light. Not here or in the Haunted Forest. We will leave at the morning, when the sky is clear.”

"Understood...", Brent replied.

“You two”, Donquio pointed out to you and Brent, “are in this cabin behind you. Randall and I will spend the night at that one. If we are attacked we will be ready to defend each other.”