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Sleepless - Part 111/115
(Anonymous) 2014-04-24 08:10 am (UTC)(link)She walked into Kodlak’s room and looked around, not really wanting to begin the search. She opened up a chest and saw the Horn of Jurgen Windcaller. She would have to take that back to the Greybeards. She had to ask them so many questions as well.
Perhaps once everything in Jorrvaskr settled back to normal she would go do that. She picked up the horn and held in in her hands, fingers running over the details. She was Dragonborn and had a job to do. She always knew she couldn’t stay in Jorrvaskr forever but she never thought something like this would drive her away.
She placed the horn down and sighed, hoping Aela was right and that everything will go back to normal in a week or so. Then Vilkas could accompany her to High Hrothgar and help her defeat Alduin.
She shook her head; she was being far too optimistic.
She closed the chest and checked the bedside drawer finding the fragment wrapped in a piece of leather. She picked it up, intent on getting it back to Eorlund. Then she could change into some dry clothes.
As she went to leave Kodlak’s room Vilkas was leaning in the doorway. He had a bottle of mead in one hand but he wasn’t drunk, not yet.
Ariella tried to hold her head high but couldn’t help but feel small in his presence. He knew her better than anyone and now she felt like she didn’t know him at all.
“Already looting through Kodlak’s things, thief?” He spat out, his expression was one of disgust.
“Eorlund needs the final fragment of Wuuthrad, that Kodlak kept in his room.” She said, hoping her explanation would be enough and he would let her pass. He made a face at her and pushed off the wall, walking away.
Ariella stood in her place for a moment before walking out. She tried to tell herself that he would be back to normal soon but for the most part she didn’t believe it.
Re: Sleepless - Part 111/115
(Anonymous) 2014-04-24 03:47 pm (UTC)(link)Re: Sleepless - Part 111/115
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(Anonymous) 2014-04-25 02:27 pm (UTC)(link)