Marlyn made a decision.
She packed her things and headed to the Hengstacer Farm, to rent a horse.
Bree wasn't her home.
"I have to find my father; he is the reason why I came here and now that I know, that he doesn't live here anymore, I have to find him elsewhere." is what she said to her friend Jonathaen before she left him behind.
The road to the Lone-Lands was long and dangerous.
It was in the middle of the night, Marlyn was surrounded by darkness and cold, and tried to keep herself warm near a fire, when she first noticed a crackling noise nearby and then the smell of a wolf. A huge wolf, so to say.
She was already on her legs again, the bow in the left and an arrow in the right hand: but she was too late.
Her eyes widened, as a warg jumped out of the darkness and ran over her.
She fell to the ground and let the arrow off by accident; shooted the warg, who was over her.
The warg let out another cry, the head of him turned back to where he came from, before he finally fell down over her.
Marlyn passed out.
The horse she rented in Bree ran away, as the hunter, who was chasing the warg, came closer.
As he saw the dead warg and Marlyn under it, he fled in shock.
