Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20190505142549/@comment-17114085-20190911150553

"Certainly, but this fight was more cerimonial than an actual test. That girl, Kal, has already proven herself enough to earn the trust of one of Jorrvaskr's Shield-Sisters. Her entry into the Companions was guaranteed." The Harbinger replied.

As Kal walked up the stone steps to the cliff where the Skyforge overlooked the Jorrvaskr mead hall, she heard the hammering of steel on steel.

The forge was blazing under the gaze of the ancient hawk statue that guarded its rear. At the anvil was an elderly man that was built like an ox. Even in his mid 50s, Iði Gray-Mane had strong muscles from decades of working the legendary forge almost non-stop. Beside him was a younger man, his apprentice.

Iði hammered the red-hot metal and then stuck it into water to cool.

The apprentice noticed Kal approaching. "Oh, it's the new recruit."

Iði looked over at the girl. "Come for your weapon, eh?"

The courier was waiting by the entrance of the mead hall. "Ah, Reyl. Master Ødun has asked me to tell you that your staff is ready for pick up."