Skogurheim: Ivarstead, Skyrim

Sonya Shädow Bláde Suddenly as if out of nowhere, Vorm, Trevelyan and Elisvan, heard what sounded like knocking on the door to the house Skogurheim. Outside stood what seemed to be a young Nord, carrying a satchel with what seemed to be a letter of some kind. Who could it be from? They'd have to find out.

Vorm Odinnson I hesitate mid blow hammering a dent out of the shin plate of my armors left boot, "Was that a knock? ANORIEN SEE WHO IT IS!"

Anorien Tauredhel "Aye sir, aye," getting up I go to the door Eol's dagger palmed behind the door, opening it, "Good eve, what might I do for you visitor?"

Sonya Shädow Bláde The courier began to dig into his satchel frantically, as if in a hurry, then he finally managed to grab a letter. "Got a letter for Vorm Odinnson and several others." He told the man then waited for Anorien to take it.

Elisvan Skywatch Elisvan looked up, ""Well, come on man, what does it say?"

Vorm Odinnson Stepping in I accept the letters I hand the courier a tip of 10 septim, "Many thanks friend," stepping back into the room I open the letter and look at it, frowning, I hand it to Anorien to read, "Fucking asses writing me fucking letters...." Irritated I return to my forge and go back to work on my armor's repairs.

Anorien Tauredhel Uncrumpling the sheet of paper I begin to read it over...

Sonya Shädow Bláde The letter had these words written upon it. "Vorm Odinnson I understand you and your companions ( Elisvan Skywatch,Trevelyan ) have liberated two holds, impressive, most impressive indeed. But two more holds remain under the control of the dragons. Me and my companion, Monti Sparrow are currently heading to Dawnstar to try and liberate that hold. However we fear two people won't be enough to take on an army of dragons, so I am asking for your help in this task. Should you not join me in battle, I understand. I know how hard dragonslaying is and how tiring. But without you and your companions I fear it may not be enough if I attack without some help. I hope to see you in Dawnstar...or Sovngarde. Sincerely, the Dragonborn.

Anorien Tauredhel "Uh, Sir...."

Vorm Odinnson "What?"

Anorien Tauredhel "Will you be heading to Dawnstar or Windhelm?"

Vorm Odinnson Leaning out into the den, I frown, "Bloody Coldharbor... wheres this Dawnstar place exactly?"

Anorien Tauredhel "Northeast of Windhelm... over the mountains."

Vorm Odinnson "Elisvan, what do you recommend?" it sounds like another hold needs liberating... Do we sort out Windhelm and hook around into Dawnstar or....?"

Elisvan Skywatch Elisvan sat up. "If the Dragonborn calls... we answer." He quickly scribbled something on a paper and handed it to the courier. "Here, take this to Justiciar Ondolemar in Solitude. I only hope our remaining. forces can get there in time..."

Ashley Barton (Eilonwy chirped.)

Eilonwy: Who is this Ondolemar person? Is he friendly?

Elisvan Skywatch "Ah, Eilonwy. He is my Head Justiciar, my second in command. And I am sorry to say... he is not as friendly as me... he can actually be rather cruel. But he obeys my commamds, so there is nothing to fear."

Ashley Barton Eilonwy: Perhaps he merely needs cookies and hugs to make him happy.

Elisvan Skywatch "Cookies and hugs? Yes, perhaps." Elisvan looked to Vorm and rolled his eyes.

Ashley Barton (Eilonwy chirped delightfully.)

Eilonwy: I shall bake some cookies. (She does so.)

Vorm Odinnson "Hmmm," I grumble, "hate to sound like the only ignorant idiot in the room but, would someone care to explain why i should listen to something born of a dragon? Hate to be the barer of bad news but i just spent the last month butchering dragons... now you expect me to listen to dragon offspring? You've all bloody lost your minds if you think that's going to happen in this or any lifetime for that matter...."

I lean against the door jam with my massive arms crossed glaring at them all.