As Podkin got closer to the guards he could see that they each had their own armour, all made out of jagged iron! Iron could only be moulded by one thing, The gorm and gormalech*. As silently and quickly as I dared I slipped starclaw into my cloak hiding it from view of any unworthy, spying eyes who might use it for evil. We then hid our faces by pulling our cloaks up making sure we were not noticed by any one of those twisted gorm servants.

*the leader of the gorm army and all Iron

We then strolled through the settlement, we looked left and right. We also bought some bird seed and some supplies, smelling each of them for poison. We also strode over to a shop covered with straw and bought a backpack for Pook whilst trying to seem normal, so as to not be suspected by any one of the jagged iron beasts.

We knew we would have to go, but our mother might be here, so we went back to our cabin to plan our midnight “ mother escape plan “ as we called it. I suggested using starclaw but it was way too valuable as our father had sacrificed himself for the weapon. We carefully started creating bows and arrows out of stone, flexible wood, weaved grass, and then picked up some quivers out of the weapons bag that Paz was holding. Holding the arrows and 3 spears but Podkin also buckled starclaw onto his belt to chop through the cabins, as they would never put iron fencing inside, would they ?

It would take them days to do so and they would never fit into the cabins. So that night they crept alongside the longest cabin, trying to blend in with the wood. We then cut a hole in the bottom of the cabin, to then crawl into the inside. We looked around hoping that we would see our mother somewhere, but then our eyes met. My eyes and Scramershank’s, we then both stood up staring at each other, for what could have been a lifetime. We were trapped and all because we thought our mother might have been here!