Rydis leads the horse into the stable removing its saddle and bridle.  Taking a feeder off the wall and filling it with hay to feed the beast. With the feeder on the horse ate slowly, taking its time to fill it's own stomach.  Rydis began brushing the horses dirty and mattered fur.  After taking care of the horse Rydis left the horse to feed and rest.<br/><br/>Leaving the stable, Rydis stretched out his arms and yawned.  Hoping to get rest and a good meal was like asking for the God's to make him a king.  His eyes were drawn to a huge crowd, even the want of a bath couldn't stop his curiosity.  A crowd of people was gathered around a few horses, his eyes catching some black markings on the horses.  Rydis moves though the crowd and inspects the horses closely, cursing under his breath as he recognizes the wounds on the poor creatures flanks.<br/><br/><strong>"Bring a healer, this horse needs to be treated for poisoning."</strong>Rydis called out as he heard the Holt's gong ring out into the village.  His head lowered again, cursing under his breathe he left the horse in the hands of the first healer that presented themselves.<br/><br/><strong>"What in Thor's name could be going on now?"</strong>He asked himself as he walked up the steps to the great hall.  Only the God's would know what was going to happen next, but Rydis knew deep down that this day was probably not going to end well.<br/><br/>Rydis slipped in quietly and with out word.  Moving slowly through the small crowd of warriors barley even noticed.  He walked up behind Sabine and laid a hand on her shoulder.<strong>"You should relax Sabine.  You're always so tense."</strong>He said to the shorter female, while his eyes were focused on the leader of the Holt.