On Friday morning it so happened on Caithness that a man named Dorruđ walked outside. He saw twelve people riding together to a wealthy woman’s quarters, and then they all disappeared. He looked through a window that was there, and he saw that there were women inside and they had set up a loom. They were using men’s heads for the weights, men’s guts for the weft and yarn, and swords and arrows for the rods.
