A Home in The Harts

Climbing one of the hills overlooking the moot field I began to pass by the Harts camp. I was tempted to sketch the gate with its flags and view of the command tent until I saw two tents sited toward the back of their camp. Not wishing to intrude I sat outside the faction wards and sketched from the open field. A wooden door formed the frontage to a yurt like tent while the ends of the rafters of the neighbouring ridge tent were adorned with a horse head style crest. Sadly I could not see anyone to speak with to find out who were the owners of the tents, but should I pass by in future I will make a point of saying hello.