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Eredin and Torolf nodded. Eredin grinned at his brother.

"You think you can handle a nice stroll to Markarth?"

"Eredin, if you're ego were any bigger, High Hrothgar might have competition."

Eredin quickly stretched, rolling his shoulders and placing what little Forsworn Arrows he had in his quiver. He looked up to the New Jarl, Eignach.

"By any chance, can you spare a few Forsworn Arrows?"