Threland was riding his horse towards the north, to meet his trader fellow, Stonsten, after a letter he had recieved, to meet him in Trestlebridge, after his horse died on his purue to capture a dragon. He halted his mount as he noticed Stonsten up the road, walking his way to Bree, his clothes scorched and his glives blackened. In his arms he carried an egg the size of his torso. The hatted man simply sat on the saddle and gazed at the thing in awe.
Stonsten: 'What's madness? What's impossible?'
