I was camping with a comrade in the woods. It was a sandy patch among foliage. We were dressed in cloaks and other cloth in a medieval style. We were talking when a wizard appeared on the small cliff above us. We hid as he cursed the lands to make it uninhabitable to the residents. It was the King’s desire that people move into the newly conquered land of Northumbria and away from the crowded land of Camadabada. The wizard found that whoever could encourage the people to leave would receive vast amounts of gold for each person.