Rydis hated noise when he rode, mainly Sabine's singing.  Though she had a great voice it just bugged him that they could not trail down the hill with peace and quiet.  Shaking his head he decided to ignore it and continue down with out telling her to hold her tongue.<em>"Home, gods this place is a nightmare."</em>He thought to himself.  His left gloved hand patted the side of the Clydesdale's neck, "Where almost home boy, just a bit further and you can rest."  He said noticing that his ride was growing tired.<br/><br/>Winds continued to flow through the mountain side as he reached the bottom of the hill.  Sighing at the sight of the gates, knowing that rest was soon to come.  Rydis would drop off the game to the women and head to his home to sleep till the food was finished.  The gates stood higher than he was mounted on the horse, Rydis lifted his head up looking at the archers posted at the gate, "Open the gate, we have brought back enough for a small feast."  Rydis called out in a deep voice from behind the mask.<br/><br/>The guards nodded and signaled for the gate to be open.  Rydis watched as the gate was lifted from the ground, the wood creaking and the sound of fresh mud dropping to the earth as it was being pulled open.  With the gate held in place Rydis squeezed the horse once more letting it know to move forward.  He led the horse to the center of the village where he unhooked the stretcher.<br/><br/>The people gathered around looking at the felled boars, some amazed and astonished some just looked hungry.  "Clean and cook it.  We eat well tonight thanks to Sabine."  Rydis said and guided his horse to the stables.  He would let Sabine have to glory of this hunt since he had so many for himself already.