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Mendel noticed the battleaxe that Kyrnil had placed nearby when he sat down. "Is that..."

"Wuuthrad." Kyrnil replied. "Ysgramor's axe."

Young Eorlund looked curiously at the axe.

Kyrnil saw this and smiled. "Want to touch it?" He asked.

The kid hid his face again.

"He really is shy." The Kyneson said.

Mendel nodded. "So, what are you doing with Wuuthrad?"

"My father lent it to me for this mission. He thinks I might require it." The tall Nord replied.

They finished lunch, and so Kyrnil got up and grabbed his axe and helmet. "Thank you for the food. I will make sure to stop by more often in Helgen."

"Our doors are always welcome to you, Kyrnil." Mendel said.

"Feel free to stop by any time." Lisa added.

With that Kyrnil bid them farewell and left their home. ''Interesting people, I just wish I could remember what happened that night. It keeps bugging me.''