*Furia gets up hearing the growl and looks round*
hmmm

our Clans live far to the north at base of mountains, as traders, hunters.
Lands are vast but poor for farming or towns. 

*Nonac nods and seems relaxed to have grabbed a block of cheese and just starts eating the whole thing*
we live in lands of Crom, they are wild, untamed ad dangerous. you take what you can get. live in Halls, tribes And clans. 

no cities. 

*Furia turn and looks out kitchen in sweeping fur cloak and torque, broachs standing out against tooled leather armour *
who there?

*is fairly muscular and keeps her hand hovering near a dagger hidden partly by the thick light furs*