When I returned Vilkas and Lydia had all vanished but the older, bald man called Skjor was waiting for me under the eaves of the porch with Farkas.
"There is one last part to your test, girl."
I bit off a groan. Another test? Really?
"What do you mean?"
"Last week a scholar came to us. He said he knew where we could find another fragment of Wuuthrad."
Wuuthrad? Was that the broken greataxe over the stairs? Better to keep quiet than to reveal my ignorance.
"He seemed a fool to me but if he's right than the honour of the Companions demand that we seek it out."
"So you want me to retrieve it?"
"This is a simple errand but if you carry yourself with honour on this quest you will be a true Companion." He stared at me for a long moment, assessing me before carrying on, "Farkas will be your shield-brother on this, whelp. Try not to disappoint. Or get yourselves killed."
And on that cheery note he left leaving a smirking Farkas.
Two can play at that game.
I widened my eyes, "So, you're going to be my shield-brother?"
"So I'm told," he replied dryly, reminding me more of his brother, "Let's see if you impress."
"Oh, I'm very impressive."
Pity I'm being sarcastic.