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"Brysif? I think I did catch a glimpse of him in there. Though I don't know if he is still in the tavern or not. We've been out here for a little while." The militiaman replied.

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"Greetings." Elisiv returned Andor's greetings. She waited for Kal to finish her business with Relan. ''That dagger there. Looks ebony, but very different in design to anything I've ever seen before.''

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Kane was in his home in the Stone Quarter. He had done his housecarl duties for the day and returned home. He hadn't been a part of the Jarl's meeting since he was only a housecarl and not one of the army leaders.

His home was more furnished than before, with all the essentials having been purchased in the last few months since he returned from his quest to uncover the source of the raiding.

He was sitting in his living room, holding a scroll that had recently been given to him by Haukon the Lawspeaker. It bore the seal of the Skalds.

''Jarl Harald requested the Skalds to send him any information they had on my ancestor, Valdarr. This is it.'' He thought. He was anxious and had refrained from opening the scroll until now. Seeing as he'd be going off to war soon, he decided to finally do it.

He broke the seal and skimmed over the document.

"Valdarr of the Silver Tongue, Shield-Brother of the Chrion. Recorded in the ballads as having accompanied his captain during their voyage east after Ysgramor settled in Vindhelm. Fate unknown, the Chrion disappeared after having attacked many elven lands in Dwemereth." Kane read.

It wasn't much, but he couldn't help but smile. His father's tales were true. Valdarr was one of the 500 Companions.

"Don't underestimate a paladin, boy." Torwith said. He entered a defensive stance, wielding only his sword.