Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150315213237/@comment-5583506-20150316235250

Valkyrie wrinkled her eyebrows in discontempt. "Pay? What kind of manner is that? Since when does a war of liberation have to cost?"

She sighed. "This is why Jack Masked-Eye and I never could agree upon the subject of what 'honour' meant. In this case honour to me, means to fight these Dragon Cults from the courage of the heart, not from some empty space in a purse."

It was clear that she found the idea quite repulsive. "I have nothing against sellswords, as long as they do their jobs right. But this fight?" She shrugged. "These Dragon Cults are not only threatening Skyrim, but the rest of Tamriel as well. How can Jack Masked-Eye have the stomach to crave me for gold in return for troops when we are all in the same mess together? I honestly took him for a better man than that. I guess I was wrong, as I have been about a lot of things."

She looked at Perdix. "The Ghost-Wolves will not accept this proposal. We have faced bigger threats than these Draugr priests since the Late Merethic Era and we have survived. And I can't recall that we had to drop a single coin for those victories. Gold cannot replace the blood we spill."

She rose up from the wooden chair, slightly infuriated by the news. "We will take Solitude, but I will do so without having to pay the Masked-Eyes. If they are anything like the warriors they claim to be, they will spill their blood and courage for free in order to save innocent lives. That's what having honour means, Jack Masked-Eye! That's what a true warrior would do! That's what I do!"