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Re: The Wolf Queen Awakens 19.8

[(Anonymous)]

As Karliah had said, no one had really questioned two opposite-sex Stormcloak guards slipping off for a little fun, and the two of them were able to leave the Palace of the Kings without suspicion. Ria didn't relax until they got out of Windhelm itself, over the bridge and away towards the Shrine of Talos that overlooked the city, where Brynjolf kept watch while she got changed into her old armour, and then it was her turn to keep watch while he pulled on a set of the same grey armour Karliah had worn. Then away, down the road, through Anga's Mill and not stopping until the Nightgate Inn loomed up in the darkness.

Brynjolf motioned for her to go in first, and Ria did so, looking hesitantly around. She wasn't used to having people around yet... but on the far side was a young Nord girl in the same armour Brynjolf and Karliah had been wearing, and sharing a table with her...

“Vilkas!” Ria cried, tears in her eyes as her Shield-Brother got to her feet. Farkas was there too of course, but it was Vilkas getting up, striding towards her, with a rare smile on his face and tears in his eyes.

“Ria,” he gasped. “Ria!” Next thing she knew she was being swept into a bear hug as Vilkas clung on to her, holding her tight.

“Vilkas,” she whispered, about ready to cry as it hit her she was free, safe, finally out of that horrible prison and if not quite home, back with her Shield-Brothers. “Vilkas, thank the Eight.”

“Are you all right?” Vilkas said, his voice muffled as he clung on to her. “I've been so worried, Farkas and I came out here looking for you, but we couldn't even get near the prison.”

“I'm fine,” Ria said, brushing a tear away. “I mean, I'm really hungry and really tired, but I'm OK. No one hurt me and now I'm out of there, thanks to Brynjolf and Karliah.”

She indicated Brynjolf, just about recovering from being bear-hugged by Farkas, and Vilkas let go of her, holding out a hand to the thief.

“I owe you a debt, Brynjolf,” Vilkas said, shaking Brynjolf's hand. “I wasn't sure you'd ever manage it, and I'm not sure I want to know how, but thank you. From the bottom of my heart.”

“Ah, let's not think on debts owed,” Brynjolf said, sounding a little bit intimidated for once. “Sapphire, were our friends here able to help with our little problem?”

“They sure did!” Sapphire said cheerfully, getting to her feet. “I told them there was a den of thieves needed clearing out, and they were quite happy to help.” She reached into her pack and produced a stolen banner that had clearly once been the property of the Summerset Shadows, but evidently not any more. “Linwe and friends are no more.”

That brought a cheer all round and drinks were poured while Ria ordered half the menu and started tucking in. About half an hour later, Karliah showed up, having successfully eluded the guards and got away, and the celebrating started up anew as a drunken Sapphire pounced on her, hugged her and shoved a Honningbrew into her hands. It was nearly dawn by the time any of them got to bed, and it was early the next evening before they all went their separate ways.

“Where will you go now?” Karliah asked Ria as the three Companions gathered their things.

“Back to Azura's Shrine to start with – Farkas and Vilkas have a Star to return,” Ria said. “After that, who knows? I've got a price on my head in Eastmarch still, but there's still eight other Holds to roam. The Dragonborn can't be everywhere, and the east of Skyrim's suffered horribly from dragon attacks. So I guess we might sort a few of those out.”

“Not back to the safety of Jorrvaskr then,” Karliah said knowingly. “You Companions, you never do the safe thing, do you?”

“Where's the fun in that?” Ria asked and Karliah just laughed.

“What about you?” Ria said finally. “Where are you three going, or should I not ask?”

“Best not to,” Karliah agreed. “Sapphire's got to meet someone for us in Windhelm, and then we've got to return a stolen object to its rightful owner.”

“Now that's got to be a first for you,” Ria said before she could stop herself but Karliah didn't seem to mind.

Re: The Wolf Queen Awakens 19.9

[(Anonymous)]

“It is, but some things are best off left alone,” said Karliah, hand going to the Skeleton Key in her pocket. Yes, it had helped jailbreak an innocent woman and Karliah didn't really feel too guilty for that... but Nocturnal's Key really needed to go home.

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“What do you mean, escaped??” Ulfric roared at Yrsarald Thrice-Pierced. “An Imperial agent in the employ of the Dragonborn and you let her get away??”

“She had help, sir,” Yrsarald protested. “There was this Dunmer pickpocket that got thrown in with her, and she's gone too. The guard on duty last night's been found dead, neck broken, and it looks like a professional jailbreak. We think there was a third man involved, a red-haired Nord – he was seen talking to Gunjar beforehand. He might have been the one to kill him, I don't think Da Silva or the Dunmer would have been strong enough to do it that cleanly.”

So the Dragonborn had agents, special agents capable of masterminding a jailbreak. Worrying. Very worrying.

“Descriptions of everyone involved to the guards here, and I also want Jorlief writing to our friends elsewhere and alerting them,” Ulfric growled. “Whoever they are, I want them apprehended or eliminated. Anything we can do to stall the Dragonborn's operations will help.”

Yrsarald nodded and left to find Jorlief – at least he was until Galmar walked in, fuming.

“Don't bother with writing to Thonar,” Galmar barked. “I just had word in from the Reach. All Oblivion's just broken loose out there, Ulfric. And by Oblivion, I mean Madanach. Son of a bitch just broke out of Cidhna Mine, killing Thonar in the process.”

“He what??” Ulfric grabbed the table, fighting the dizziness that had just threatened to overwhelm him. “Thonar told me he had the Forsworn under control! A knife to Madanach's throat, was how he put it to me.”

“Well Madanach just put the knife into Thonar's from the sounds of it,” Galmar growled. “Bastard escaped with some of the most dangerous criminals in the Reach at his side and it gets better. Thongvor's dead too, stabbed in the middle of Understone Keep before all this happened by someone who might be an Imperial agent. Or Dark Brotherhood assassin, we're not sure, but definitely a Cyrodiil man. Half-crazy fool from the sounds of it, but a violent one. He got slung into the mine and they didn't find his body in there so looks like Madanach's recruited him.”

Ulfric waved for Galmar to go on – one lone psychopath didn't bother him, and even joining the Forsworn didn't really matter, Madanach already had many such psychopaths at his disposal. The loss of the Silver-Bloods was regrettable, but when the Stormcloaks took the Reach, he was sure he could find someone in his army who was a capable administrator to take over the place. From the look on Galmar's face, he was saving the worst news until last.

“And there was someone else in there too. A mercenary called Maia. Thonar had had her thrown in there to keep her out of trouble – I daresay he was going to notify us in due course to come and collect her, but she was only in there a day or so before the jailbreak happened. She's gone too, and someone stole all her things from the guard barracks. I guess our Dragonborn's in Forsworn hands now.”

Ulfric could weep. The Dragonborn at Madanach's mercy – while Ulfric had no doubt the jailbreak had been in the works for weeks, the fact it happened a day after Elisif's arrest was no coincidence. Maybe Madanach didn't know who he had and had just decided to abduct a pretty young Nord to be his plaything. But that her things had been taken too struck Ulfric as the fruit of some sort of joint effort.

He really couldn't see Madanach voluntarily helping a Nord Queen out. And Elisif didn't have the power to forgive Madanach's crimes and sign off on him becoming King, not before the Moot, not without Imperial backing. And Tullius had far too much sense to ever agree to that, not when Madanach had rebelled once before. All the same, this was potentially worrying. Past time to make his next move, even if he didn't entirely believe it was going to work.

Re: The Wolf Queen Awakens 19.10

[(Anonymous)]

“Is there any good news?” he asked, suspecting he could guess the answer.

“Depends what you mean by good,” Galmar shrugged. “But rumours the Dragonborn was involved have reached Solitude, and General Tullius is down in Markarth now with Rikke, investigating just what happened and how Igmund could have the Jarl of Solitude in his city, have her get arrested and then abducted by the Forsworn. They say he'll be lucky to keep his Jarldom.”

Which wasn't the best news in the world – Igmund's father had been a good man, and the Empire would likely find some puppet Jarl to replace his son. About the only use to the Stormcloaks that would be was if the new ruler proved utterly incompetent or harsh and half the Hold pledged their support to him in protest. Somehow Ulfric doubted this.

“It seems like your insane plan to rally popular support is finally sounding like a good idea,” Ulfric sighed. “All right, fine, we'll go after the Crown. Send for Njada. She must have delved a few ancient ruins in her time. About time we put her talents to use, hmm?”

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A/N: So there you have it, the Companions and Guild swap missions and everybody's happy! Next chapter, Elisif's on the road again, trying to learn Dragonrend, a job that proves harder than she thought.