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"Beauty?" The guard was confused. He assumed that Lars meant the palace after some thought. "Alright, but admire from a distance. We cannot allow just anybody into the palace."

The guards gestured for Lars to back off.

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"It wouldn't hurt to check them out now that we're here." Elisiv said. "Let's see how he's been doing since leaving Jorrvaskr."

The two women approached Relan's makeshift shop.

The Shield-Sister eyed the treasures and the other wares. When she noticed the Orcish equipment she remembered that she had seen Relan at the Orc Stronghold as well, though she had never interacted with him during that time. ''He was there. Why was he there?''

The issue wasn't too pressing so she ignored it. "Greetings, Volundr. You may not remember me. I am Elisiv Begalin, daughter of the Harbinger. This is my friend Kal."

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Skorm kept quiet for the most part of the meeting, only speaking when the troops from Morvunskar were relevant to the discussion. He felt way out of his depth at this meeting. He was not like these great warriors and nobles. He was from a humble clan who amounted to nothing more than servants of more prestigious clans. His only ancestor who every rose to a higher station was Dagi Snow-Strider, who had risen to the rank of Harbinger many years ago. Now Skorm was a thane.

Harald was going over his own forces when he said. "I will split my men in two great warbands. I will lead the main one. We will pass by Shorstein and attack from the north. Our goal is this fortress here." He gestured to the position where Gondorin had been spotted. "The other warband will go around the road at Thokavarda and attack the lake fortress from the west. We need to capture this fortress if we are to take the elven island."

"My liege. I have served your father for years. Let me lead this second force." Thane Jongeirr, Harald's cousin, said. "I am familiar with the terrain for my fortress of Amol is the closest to Thokavarda."

"I appreciate the offer cousin, but I already have someone in mind for the commander of the second Ostmark warband. It will be Thane Skorm." Harald gestured to the man at his right.

Skorm nodded, before realizing what Harald just said. "No Harald, I couldn't possibly..."

"I trust no one more than you, Skorm. You are almost a brother to me. I know you as a mighty warrior of fearless determination. You will lead the army well." Harald said sincerely.

Skorm wasn't going to refuse now. To do so was to shame Harald's decision. The thane hit his chest with a fist. "I will not fail you, my Jarl."

The other vassals seemed wounded by the decision, having been passed up the honor of leading a warband to this nobody that was only recently appointed a thane.

Udhellor lifted an eyebrow at the half-breed's surname. That was most certainly not elven. Though he didn't seem too bothered by it.

"Dragons? I've only heard about them old reports from the Merethic Era. Haven't seen any myself. I hear that the humans wiped them out a century ago." Udhellor said.