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Fill: Oh, Very Well, Then 2/?
Date: 2013-10-05 11:21 pm (UTC)Galmar nodded. "Do you know where she lives?"
"Galmar, I have the concerns of Skyrim to worry about. I do not know anything about the home of one small girl in my city," Ulfric murmured. "Jorlief will know."
Jorlief did, in fact, know where Wulfgar and Eadwacer and their daughter - whose name turned out to be Sofie - had lived (in a modest house not too far from the Aretino residence), but because both breadwinners had died without having paid for the house, the city had taken the property back and sold it to another family.
Jorlief had sent the girl the obligatory notification that she would be transferred to Honourhall in Riften, but when he and the City guard who was to escort her out of Windhelm had arrived, the house was completely empty: the girl had run rather than go to Grelod the Kind's domain. Jorlief rather pitied her, and so, rather than forcibly remove her to Riften, he had unofficially granted her permission to earn her keep selling flowers to the locals, providing she didn't trespass.
Galmar rolled his eyes as the steward spoke, and made an angered growl that sounded like the bear whose skin he wore.
"Where is she now, Jorlief?" he asked with exaggerated patience.
Jorlief shrugged. "Maybe Silda might know."
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If Silda the Unseen knew the girl's whereabouts, she was not telling anyone in armour, that was for damn sure. Neither did his brother's friend Angrenor Once-Honoured, although the former soldier did tell Galmar that a Sweet Roll wouldn't tempt Sofie, but a taffy treat might just do the trick.
Galmar pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling a headache coming on. Rozenn would be home soon from whatever errand she was doing this week, and he wanted to be ready to greet her properly. This business of tracking down a girl-child to apologise was more difficult than it had at first seemed. And Ulfric was no help, offering only the sage advice, "Perhaps you ought have kept your temper in line and your tongue in check."
"How. Does. That. Help. Me. NOW, Ulfric?" Galmar roared in reply. Ulfric had simply chuckled and shook his head.
Re: Fill: Oh, Very Well, Then 2/?
Date: 2013-10-06 04:47 am (UTC)Also, "before Ulfric could butt in and scare the little thing away" - well done on that one, Galmar.
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Date: 2013-10-06 11:29 am (UTC)Yeaaaaaaaah, that was Galmar's bad. He thinks Ulfric's the intimidating one. Rozenn might have told him he's got the bigger roar :P
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There is another chapter, but it got marked as Spam (Talos knows why) so I'm not sure when there'll be more. (Don't want to repeat or contradict myself)
Re: Fill: Oh, Very Well, Then 2/?
Date: 2013-10-06 02:59 pm (UTC)Re: Fill: Oh, Very Well, Then 2/?
Date: 2013-10-06 03:47 pm (UTC)Yeah, Galmar's going to have to learn to grovel ;)