Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20190505142549/@comment-17114085-20190901215636

"Where did you come by a sabercat?" Urlath asked the woman.

He spent some time getting Tannr used to him, earning his trust and showing the cub some affection.

"I'll let you pick how we fight. What will it be, milk-drinker? Fists, or blades?" Gudmund asked.

Some of the other Companions were eagerly watching the would-be initiate's decision. It wasn't that common that someone joined the crew, usually only a handful every few years.

Vindhelm had a different energy to it after Harald's speech at the plaza. There were already people heading to the guards barracks to sign up for the Jarl's army.

"It seems like you managed to get the people on our side." Skorm noted. He and Harald were in the war room looking over the map.

"Yes, Pedr has already reported that a dozen new recruits just this morning." Harald muttered.

"So, Harald. Why have you called me here?" Skorm asked. He had wanted to go see his family after the speech, but Harald had ordered him back to the palace.

Harald looked up to his friend. "I know that you want to see your kids, you've been away for a weeks. However, I need to keep you from them a little longer."

Skorm looked a bit upset, but wouldn't complain to Harald. The housecarl was too loyal to him. "Whatever you need, just say the word."

Harald pointed to the map.

Skorm looked down and saw that his finger was on the drawing of a little fort that represented Morvunskar. He looked confused.

"Morvunskar lies leaderless and during a time of war, it desperately needs a thane to command it." Harald stated. He looked up to Skorm. "Someone that I can trust unconditionally."

Skorm was confused for a bit, but as he realized what Harald was implying he hit his chest with his fist. "I will not fail you, my Jarl."

"Your wife will be a little upset that she's going to need to move again so soon." Harald jested.

Skorm chuckled. "Maybe at first, but she will come around when I tell her that she's going to get her own keep."

Harald reached out an arm and Skorm grabbed it. "Serve me well, Thane Skorm."

"I will serve you till my last breath, Jarl Harald." Skorm replied.