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Call of the Blood 4.1/?
Date: 2013-07-03 10:15 pm (UTC)Dustman's Cairn was an hours walk from Whiterun. To pass the time Farkas and I engaged in conversations about the things we had in common. Which turned out to be precisely two things; killing and drinking.
"I'm with you on that one, I hate spiders too. Their furry bodies, freaky eyes and their sticky webs. Urgh," I shuddered. The Cairn was in sight now, just a bit further up the hill.
Farkas nodded, walking next to me, "What do they even need all those legs for anyway? For crawling across your face in the middle of the night. And that's just the little ones, it's no fun having a ten foot spider drop on your head."
"I know! That happened to me once and Lydia just stood there laughing whilst I ran around screaming trying to get out from under it. Evil woman."
Farkas let out a bark-like laugh, before opening his mouth to speak, "So…." Farkas trailed off, "is your Housecarl...Lydia...you know?"
"Know what?" I frowned at the man before realisation dawned, "Oh. Oooohhhh." A wicked grin lit up my face, "Why? Do you like her?"
"She seems nice. And she doesn't tease me."
"She doesn't tease anyone," I interjected dryly, "but she is nice. And single." I shot him a sideways glance to see his slightly flushed cheeks. Awww.
But my teasing and matchmaking would have to wait. We'd reached the Cairn. The stone covering had long been destroyed leaving a open pit with rubble strewn steps leading to a intricately carved stone door which Farkas opened, gesturing for me to go first.
The ruins themselves were exactly the same as all other draugr infested ruins in Skyrim, though this time there was only a handful of draugr still shuffling around. After encountering a particularly nasty one who could Shout Farkas had allowed me to use my other skills, which made it much easier and we made good time.
At least until I got stuck.
In my defence, it wasn't my fault.
The stupid lever was jammed. No. Not jammed. Trying to fix it to spare myself the indignity of having to have Farkas get me out, I leaned in for a closer look at the mechanism. Sabotaged. Whoever had done this had set it up deliberately. But who? And why?
"Now look what you've got yourself into. Don't worry. Just sit tight and I'll find the release."
"Farkas-" I opened my mouth to voice my suspicions but Farkas was already moving away. There has to be some way out in here. I cast my gaze around, searching for another lever or secret door when Farkas's soft "Uh oh" drew my attention back to him. Five strangers, all wearing heavy armour embellished with a silver hand on the breastplate surrounded him.
Guess that half answers the who.
"Time to die, dog."
What the- Although I had to admit it was somewhat of a relief to find they weren't after me. That was what normally happened.
Another spoke, "We knew you'd be coming here. Big mistake, Companion."
Farkas, well what I could see of Farkas, looked oddly relaxed considering he was outnumbered, gradually backing toward the gate which separated us.
"Which one is that?" The cold-eyed woman spoke, voice oddly lilting compared to her harsh exterior.
The leader spoke again, "Doesn't matter. He wears that armour, he dies."
"Killing you will make for an excellent story," the woman purred as they converged on him.
"None of you will be alive to tell it."
If I made it out of here, I'd have to ask Farkas for lessons in idiotic bravery and trash talk. Though that prospect was looking more and more unlikely.
Maybe magic or a Shout would reach through the bars, though I'd probably hit Farkas. Damn.
To my surprise Farkas dropped his sword. His body shook and begun twisting, stretching and distorting, as his shape changed before my eyes. Something I'd seen only once before in my life. Werewolf. Armour clattered to the floor as the beast leapt for the throat of the nearest assailant. And all I could do was watch wide-eyed as Farkas tore them all apart.
Call of the Blood 4.2/?
Date: 2013-07-03 10:17 pm (UTC)I averted my eyes, staring at one of the mauled corpses instead, "You're a werewolf."
He began pulling his armour back on and belatedly I realised the armour was held together by fasteners rather than buckles, easy to discard during a transformation.
"It's a blessing given to some of us. We can be like wild beasts. Fearsome."
That's one word for it. I hope they don't expect me to become one; being Dragonborn is complicated enough.
"Are you going to make me a werewolf?"
"Oh no." He laughed slightly, "Only the Circle have the Beast-blood. You need to prove yourself as a Companion first. Eyes on the prey not the horizon." The big man clapped a hand to my shoulder, "We should keep moving still the draugr to worry about."
Good advice. Though one thing was worrying me, "You normally send Companions out on their own, right?"
Farkas nodded, eyes guarded.
"If there hadn't been two of us whoever pulled that lever would be stuck in that cage. Trapped. So who are those people and why do they want to kill you?"
Farkas shook his head, "Leave it until later, Igne. And don't tell the other whelps about any of this."
The rest of the Cairn was quiet. The Silver Hand, for that was what Farkas had reluctantly told me they were called, had already been down here leaving scattered draugr corpses in their wake. Soon we reached the actual crypt, Farkas shoving the heavy door to one side with a grunt and headed over to the camp that the Hand had set up whilst they waited for us. As soon as I entered I could feel the now familiar tug of a Word Wall, a visceral pull that had me stepping towards it. It was all I could think about- something that called out to my very soul, lighting up the dark, long-buried parts of my brain.
A hand to my shoulder brought me back to the present. I shook my head, clearing my vision and turned to Farkas, "Huh?"
"You alright, little Igne?"
"Yeah. I'm fine." The echoes of the word were dispersing now, "Did you find the shard?"
He nodded, unfolding a scrap of cloth to reveal gleaming steel nestled underneath. The fragment of the Companion's legendary weapon was an intricately folded sliver of metal the size of my palm. Gingerly I brushed my finger against the edge, watching as a sliver of flesh opened up, spilling bright red blood in its wake.
"It's sharp."
"Of course it is," Farkas grinned, looking for all the world like a child with his favourite toy, "We should take this back."
The walk back to Whiterun was in pouring rain and darkening skies as night began to fall. Farkas was keeping quiet, trudging along in front of me, eager to return the piece of Wuuthrad to it's rightful home and I was brooding, trying to squash down the dark thoughts that cropped up every time I was confronted with my Dragonborn heritage.
Call of the Blood 4.3/?
Date: 2013-07-03 10:19 pm (UTC)"You're back later than expected. Any problems?" Kodlak turned the shard gently in his calloused, dark hands.
"Not with Igne. She was a worthy shield-sister. But we did have a slight problem. The Silver Hand were there. They ambushed us, we killed them."
"Hmm." Kodlak was still staring at the fragment. Then his eyes snapped up to meet mine, "It can wait. We have a new member to welcome."
Hang on one second
"You aren't worried? I mean this was clearly a trap!" Impassive faces stared at me and I sighed impatiently, "Come on, the mysterious scholar was clearly bait-"
I was interrupted by a stone-faced Vilkas, "We know, whelp. We'll handle this, it's not your problem."
That makes a change. But he's right. And I have enough to deal with.
Scowling I nodded. Kodlak smiled wryly at me, and Aela and Skjor rose and moved to join us, so that we were roughly arrayed in a circle, Aela and Skjor on my left and the two twins on my right with Kodlak opposite me.
Silence fell.
Then Kodlak spoke, deep voice echoing through the quietness of Jorrvaskr, "Brothers and Sisters of the Circle, today we welcome a new soul into our mortal hold. This woman has endured, has challenged and has showed her valour. Who will speak for her?"
Farkas spoke, "I stand witness for the courage of the soul before us." I shot him a quick, nervous glance and he gave me the tiniest wink in reply, enough to bring a slight smile to my face.
"Would you raise your shield in her defence?"
"I would stand at her back, that the world might never overtake us."
"And would you raise your sword in her honour?"
"It stands ready to meet the blood of her foes."
"And would you raise a mug in her name?"
"I would lead the song in triumph as our mead hall revelled in her stories."
"Then this judgement of this Circle is complete. Her heart beats with fury and courage that have united the Companions since the days of the distance green summers. Let it beat with ours, so the mountains may echo and our enemies may tremble at the call."
They all spoke then, even Vilkas, voices solemn, "It shall be so."
It was a strangely beautiful vow and one that resonated deep within me. I wanted to be worthy of that vow. I wanted their respect. As he passed me Farkas clapped me on the shoulder and the Circle dispersed, headed down to their quarters, leaving me stood by the fire. I was now a Companion.
Call of the Blood 4.4/?
Date: 2013-07-03 10:23 pm (UTC)But if it helps me defeat Alduin then it's worth it.
Next came sword work and I soon found that without my thief skills and access to my fledgling magicka I was at a distinct disadvantage. After having my ass handed to me for the third time in a row by a grinning Athis I had come to the conclusion that I had allowed myself to get complacent. I had been a mostly self-taught swordswoman and whilst Lydia had already begun correcting my many technical errors, like how to hold the bloody thing properly in the first place, I was hardly a seasoned warrior.
Which is why I'm here. I need to start taking this Dragonborn calling seriously.
The realisation spurred me to continue on, ignoring my aching body, moving to the practice dum-mies to work on my cuts. I had been training for hours now, under the wan midday sun. The others had moved over to the benches for a quick snack, inviting me to join them but I shook my head and carried on, wanting results. Now.
Patience was never my strong point.
Sweat was pouring off me but it felt good, honest. An unusual feeling. A hour or so later I paused in my cutting exercises to grab a drink of water when I spotted the two brothers, who I'd internally nicknamed Grumpy and Happy, talking together under the eaves of the porch, Grumpy casting a disapproving eye over my training.
Bored now.
Call of the Blood 4.5/?
Date: 2013-07-03 10:25 pm (UTC)Vilkas clearly had no idea what I was talking about, glaring at me, "Shouldn't you be training, new blood? Shor knows you need the practice. "
"Probably." I made sure to keep my tone light, knowing that that would rile him and then ignored him, focusing my attention on Farkas, "Sooo..?" I wriggled my eyebrows in what I hoped was a lascivious manner, ignoring the growl from Grumpy-guts, "Give me all the juicy gossip."
"What gossip?"
I grinned at Vilkas as I took a bite from a pear in one of the bowls, relishing the crunch and the sweet tang of its juices, deliberately chewing slowly. When I had finished I licked my lips before replying, "From his romantic escapade with my housecarl, of course."
I turned my gaze back to his sheepish twin, who was trying to avoid our gazes. Finally he mumbled, "Good."
Honestly.
"Did you ask her out for a drink? I thought she seemed to like you too," I grinned, "You know Lydia though, she didn't actually say that. In fact I got a rather scary glare when I asked her about it but she spent the whole time after the battle with a silly little smile on her face when she thought I wasn't watching. It was sweet."
That might be a slight lie. I hadn’t had chance to speak to Lydia about anything lately. But she did seem to like him after I first entered Jorrvaskr.
Farkas was smiling, a slow spreading grin that reminded her of a puppy, "She really likes me?"
"What's not to like?" I wrinkled my nose at him and grinned, "You're handsome, strong, you'll let her be herself and you're kind." I shot Mr Grumpy a quick glare as I spoke but I didn't think that he even noticed, too busy frowning at his brother.
"You didn't tell me this. When did you meet her?"
"Igne brought her here when she came to hire us and we fought together in the battle." Farkas shrugged sheepishly, "I'd seen her before up at Dragonsreach and she seemed nice, we worked well together in battle, so once we were done killing I asked her for a drink."
To my surprise the eternally moody Vilkas actually smiled and slapped his brother on the back, "Good for you, brother." He turned back to me and his frown returned, "Anyway, whelp, you've got a job. You'll be coming with me and Torvar to Markarth to help hunt down a criminal. We'll be leaving in three hours so go get ready."
He stood up and headed back inside, Farkas clapping a hand to my shoulder as he followed, leaving me to let out the groan I'd been holding.
Great. Markarth. Of all the places...Looks like I'm finally going home.
Re: Call of the Blood 4.5/?
Date: 2013-07-04 12:23 pm (UTC)Re: Call of the Blood 4.5/?
Date: 2013-07-04 11:22 pm (UTC)A!A here
Date: 2013-07-05 12:12 pm (UTC)A!A here
Date: 2013-07-05 12:11 pm (UTC)As for my DB- yeah she sucks at most things. And unfortunately for her I don't think Alduin's going to wait patiently in my story until she reaches level 50 and is super-awesome at everything...so she'd better hurry up. ;)
Glad you're enjoying the cooking- if you have any flavours you'd like adding to your meal let me know and I can work them in :D