The watchful eyes of Rattlebones gazed into the water in the bowl in front of him. His hand did a swift movement and his lips whispered a few words. "Spirits of the water, ghosts of fate, show me what I have to see.", he spoke and the water fulfilled his wish. The Reflection in the water shifted, showing a town and a ship. A Swallow flew through the image and one could clearly see the imperial flag. Rattlebones studied the image till it disappeared and the reflection of his skull mask was the only thing still visible in the water.

"What did you see old man?", asked a young forestling standing behind Rattlebones. "Tell us Rattlebones!", said another. Rattlebones stood up slowly and looked at each and every one of the tribe. They would do nearly everything he said he knew that. They all were talented warriors who raided countless caravans of the empire, they pillaged and imperial citys and murdered imperial soldiers. "We go to King´s Stone.", said Rattlebones after a while, slowly and quietly...