Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20190505142549/@comment-17114085-20190805122500

With the battle over, Reyl had plenty of time to recover her magicka and sistematically heal all the injured Companions. Though she didn't have to heal all of them herself, some of the other Companions had medical knowledge that allowed them to treat the less serious injuries.

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Jofrodr was pissed off by that response, but his desire to tell off Relan was overshadowed by his desire to confirm Reyl's survival.

He went past the smith and headed further into the stronghold to find his friend. Eventually he did spot Reyl as she was treating some of their crewmembers.

Tannr lifted his head when he spotted Jofrodr.

"Reyl, oh thank the gods." Jofrodr muttered as he approached. He looked about the same as when he had seen Reyl in the mines. His armor was just dirtier as he had been digging out injured men from the collapsed tunnels.

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Tiskr found that the Orcish cleaver was quite heavy. It took two hands to pick it up and, even then, it was quite difficult to wield. I wouldn't be a practical weapon for Tiskr to use unless he trained with it for a considerable amount of time to get used to the weight and size of the large sword.

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Kal saw the remains of the stronghold and the battle that took place there. The bodies of over a hundred Orcs and nearly as many humans littered the area. The huts of the Orcs were mostly burnt to the ground, the flames had died down so only bright embers remained.

As she was examining the surrounding area, Kal was approached by Elisiv. "You've more than earned your share of the bounty, Kal. I've made sure that the bounty retrieval unit that heads to meet with the Jarl makes sure to seperate your reward."

Having fought alongside the female mercenary since the Harbinger's plan was put into motion, Elisiv had spent the most amount of time with her. This had made her quite fond of the woman, whom she now saw as a fellow compatriot.

"You may, of course, go to Dagastar to claim the reward yourself or you can come back with us to Drakefell where you can wait for your share in our mead hall." Elisiv said.

"Can't you come with us to Marzgior?" Mornz asked. Lamush was the best fighter and only real fighter among them.

Heading south with the Norakul tribe refugees would be a detour of about a week if Lamush wanted to head directly back home, but that wasn't particularly long given that the trip to the Reach would take about a month and a half.