Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20190505142549/@comment-17114085-20190816195802

Elisiv led her new friend up through the northern gatehouse. It led to the northern half of the Winds District, where the city's temples were located as well as the Companions' mead hall, Jorrvaskr. In front of Jorrvaskr was a park that was encircled by a small moat, the water of which originated from a natural spring at the top of the Cloud District.

The mead hall was built in from the ship of the same name that was once piloted by the original 500 Companions. Shields from dead Companions of the crew lined the edge of the roof. It didn't look like that big a building, certainly not large enough to house more than a dozen people. However, what couldn't be seen from the outside was the underground rooms built inside the hill where the mead hall stood. That's where most of the Companions lived.

What would certainly draw Kal's eye the most was a large stone statue that overshadowed the mead hall. The Skyforge, a famous monument that all Atmorans would know about but only some had ever seen in person. Legends said it was older than any other structure in Skyrim, that it already stood on this hill even before the elves came to this land. Some claimed that it was Kyne herself that built the statue in the shape of a hawk in her image.

"See that there? The Skyforge. That's why Jorrvaskr is the greatest of mead halls. Our crew is blessed by Kyne herself." Elisiv told the mercenary.

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It was a bit past midday. Lars could see the city of Drakefell in the horizon. It was a few hours walk from his camp. He had more than enough time to spend hunting in the area and still make it to the city before it closed its gates for the night.

Tiskr was able to ask around at the harbor and learn that a ship had arrived from Vindhelm just the other day. It was still at the pier.

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Helgi lunged at the Vedrfolnir shield-brother with a right hook. The old man certainly wasn't a push-over, his fist struck the other Companion square in the face.

He stumbled back and tried to counter-attack with an uppercut.

Helgi side-stepped and went for another hook.

The Vedrfolnir man raised his arms and blocked the punch. He then grabbed Helgi's arm and kneed him in the stomach as he had him grabbed.

Helgi tried to escape the man's grip, but failed. Fucker's stronger than he looks.

The Vedrfolnir shield-brother twisted his arm before Helgi was able to use his free arm to attack. "Try it and I break your arm, old man."

"Get him old man!" Jofrodr urged. The other Companions were yelling and cheering on the two brawlers.

Skuld was not amused anymore. Having a fight break out in her throne room was a bother. "Enough, I will not have my throne be host to a foolish brawl!"

Kane closed the distance between him and the mage. "At this range, your magic won't help you!"

He went for a strike at the elf's chest. The weapon passed through the mage's robes and ran him through.

"Gah..." The mage grunted. He wasn't dead yet, he shot flames at the Cyrodiilic from his hands at close range.

Kane was burned and had to let go of his weapon and jump back.

The mage fell to his knees, unable to keep the spell going for long.

Kane drew his steel dagger and lunged at the mage again. Can't give him time to heal himself.

The mage lifted one hand and shot another burst of flames at the human.