Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20190505142549/@comment-17114085-20190819131726

The Jorrvaskr mead hall was a wooden structure with a heavy roof, as it was an upside down longship. As such there were numerous pillars to hold up the upside down Jorrvaskr longship. Since its roof was a longship, the building had an elongated oval shape to conform to the shape of the roof.

The inside was quite warm, as there was a large firepit in the middle of the feast hall. Numerous banners and trophies of past battles hung from the pillars and on the walls. Fur rugs made from pelts obtained by the Companions decorated the floor. There was a door to the west that led to a closed off room, one to the north that seemingly led to the outside and to the east was a stairs that led under the building. A raised deck surrounded the feasting hall.

Kal could see maybe two dozen Companions there at the feast drinking and eating to their heart's content. They ranged from younger members about Kal's age to ones as old as Gunnar, both male and female. Though every single one of them was a human and almost all looked like your typical Atmoran. Two or three of them had darker features and looked smaller than the rest, so they might have some Nedic blood in them.

They wouldn't know unless they tried, as the cub had no idea what they were talking about and couldn't communicate with them.

"Fine, let's get a ship. We certainly have the gold to pay for a trip and it will mean we can get back home within the week." Jofrodr shrugged.

"We'll have to sell the cart though." Hugaldr pointed out.

"There is no we, the cart is mine and Reyl's." Jof pointed out. Though the hunter was right. They might still be able to bring Sunchaser with them, as a ship should have enough space in the hold to keep a horse. It would cost them to transport the steed though.

"Very well, Jof you and Reyl can head to the stables and sell the cart. I'll go get us a ship." Helgi ordered.

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Wyrmstooth was an Atmoran colony back during the Merethic Era, but it was abandoned after the Dragon War when the settlements there were razed to the ground. Some Atmorans consider the island cursed for the bloodbath that it endured during the war so they rarely go there and no new settlement had been constructed since. However, the Dwemer took the opportunity to move into the island and build their own underground settlements there to obtain the island's resources for themselves.

Some adventurers venture to the island occasionally to try to seek lost treasures is those ruined Atmoran settlements, though few of them return from the island. Reeth and Tiskr might be able to find a ship to take them there if the ship was heading to Haafingar, but it would be a costly detour that they would need to pay for.

Skorm and Kane stayed outside for the next half-hour, waiting for the Snow Elves to return. However, no such thing happened.

Agrunac came back out. He saw that Kane was injured. "Here, let me heal you."

Kane accepted the offer and let the man heal his burns.

"Looks like they aren't coming back." Skorm muttered. "We'll stay the night here and protect the farmers until morning. If they agree, tomorrow we'll escort them to the village for their protection and then report what happened here to the Elder."

Kane looked over at the dead mage. "What about him?"

"We'll take him with us, use it as proof of our claims." Skorm replied.

Agrunac smiled under his helmet. "The bait has been taken." He said with his Calling to his superiors whom he knew were still listening.