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Reljir and The Huntress 9a/?

[(Anonymous)]

Skjor wasn’t sure why he allowed Reljir to give him orders. But he didn’t think about that until much later. Upon seeing the dragon the whelps parting words were “rouse the others” before he disappeared down the steps, presumably headed to investigate the dragon.

Skjor was shocked enough that it took him a few minuets to snap out of it and head for Jorrvaskar. Taking the steps two at a time, a scene of frantic activity greeted him as he burst through the doors of the mead hall. He was surprised to see so many companions awake and apparently preparing for battle. Kodlak himself was stuffing arrows into several quivers.

He didn’t waste time on words as obviously the group had been alerted. Instead he looked around for Aela and spotted her helping Lydia of all people adjust her armor. He was relieved she seemed like herself in spite of the emotional trauma she had experienced. Within minuets the group was departing to rendezvous with Irileth the jarls housecarl and plan the defense of the city.

Skjor made a point of pulling Aela aside to have a quiet word with her. He reminded her Reljir would likely be involved in the fight, and physical contact between them was risky. She was to avoid any behavior that might tempt her wolf to shift.

Aela gave him a strange look and whispered she had not planned to cause people to question the crediability of the companions. She also wondered aloud why he was worried. It was unlikely she would be kissing Reljir during a battle!

She nodded to Kodlak who was standing across the room watching them. Skjor could see the curiosity in the older mans eyes. But, all the harbinger said was “Bring honor to the companions”. Aela headed for the door holding it open for him. He grabbed her arm and hissed “keep your guard up!’. He refused to release her until she agreed.

Aela appeared normal as she walked a little behind the rest of the group. In reality she was preoccupied with memories of that warm kiss shared with Reljir, and how right it had felt. She was surprised he was not among the guards amassing at the gate. She still felt some apprehension over how he would react when they saw each other again.

However, once Irileth arrived to brief the warriors all thoughts of Reljir flew from her mind. Lydia had come to the mead hall to say the Jarl was calling for Jorrvaskar‘s aid. Irileth had asked all able bodied warriors and guards to meet near the gates with ample supplies of arrows.

Once Kodlak was assured it was not a Stormcloak raid he had decided to answer the call. Lydia herself had been unaware of the exact nature of the emergency. Now Irileth stood before them to announce they would be fighting a dragon. Aela felt the adrenaline flow through her body. This was both exciting and frightening at the same time. Her focus became very narrow. She would do all in her power to save Whiterun from this new threat.