Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20190920211413/@comment-24736819-20191109204305

On the following months of his residence in Drakenfell, Lars made the effort to try and help both Companions and the Jarl's peasant militia. The former dragon priest would wake up everyday and head to Jorvaskrr to practice with the Companions at the same time he brushed the rust off of his own skills and once that was done Lars would, then, gather the militiamen, which he had managed to befriend after the altercation between Fjoll and the drunken patrons, to train them in order to stay alive when the war begun.

At first, the militiamen were few, but as soon as word spread amidst their ranks, Lars' trainees numbers began to grow and the mage himself rose up to a figure of importance amongst them as a sage. Those were the former dragon priest's everyday before finally the entirety of Drakenfell's forces started their journey to Vindhelm and both Lars and Fjoll saw themselves boarding a vessel.

They managed to join in one of the Companions' ships, not wishing to part lodging with the Jarl's men.

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"I cannot recall the last time that I've sailed a river...or any kind of waterbody.", Lars commented as he leaned against the ship's rails.

Fjoll's grunting response and the fact that he had placed himself away from the mage could only indicate that he was not fond of the water.