Jolner sighed and quietly followed her, grabbing a nearby woodchopping axe and approaching her "Two people will get this done faster you know" he commented, his accent vastly different to the normal Nordic, Breton or Imperial accents one would usually hear in Skyrim
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She glanced over at him, seeming to relax just slightly, like no one had offered to help her before. "Thanks." She said calmly, going and getting some wood for the two to chop up.
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Jolner smiled and raised his axe, getting to work and chopping the wood quickly and efficiently, his movements and posture making it fairly obvious that he he'd done this before
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She watched him for a little while before finally speaking up. "Where are gonna go? I don't imagine you staying here." She said gently, crossing her arms and leaning back against a wood post under a house.
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Jolner shrugged "Whiterun probably" he said, checking his map "It's the closest city to here and a major trade hub" he said
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"And run by stormckoaks." She pointed out, pushing off the post to walk over to him. "What really happened in Helena?" She asked softly, looking at him seriously.
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Jones sighed softly "A dragon, as black as the night and covered in horns attacked right as I was about to be executed" he said
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Standing up abruptly she stared at him as if gen were crazy. "A dragon? In skyrim? You must be joking. There hasn't been a dragon sighting in centuries." She said in disbelief, her face contorted to confusion.
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Jolner looked her deep in the eyes "I swear upon my honor that I saw a dragon with my own two eyes, just ask Hadvar, he saw it too" he said
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"Hadvar?" She asked, tilting her head slightly as she looked at him.
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"An imperial soldier I escaped with, we got seperated by a cave-in and he told me to get help" Jolner answered
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"Cave in? You've had a rough day." She commented slowly
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Jolner sighed softly "Tell me about it." He muttered "I'm sure he managed to find his way out, and if he perished in the cave in? Then May sovengarde welcome him with open arms" he said
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"If I may ask, what brought you here to Skyrim in the first place?" She spoke, looking at him with a new found interest.
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Jolner smiled and retrieved a small Urn from his satchel "My father was born in Skyrim, I came here to bring him back home" he smiled sadly
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She frowned a little, but then an idea came to her and she smiled softly, standing and signaling him to follow silently as she turned and walked out into the woods.
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Jolner followed quietly and looked around the forest a little, taking in the beauty of Skyrim
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Jolner looked at the view and smiled "Wow, that's a great view" he said, watching his reflection in the lake
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"I... I figured you could put your fathers urn around her somewhere.. no one comes here much and he shouldn't be bothered. But he should have a nice view of the place he once called home." She said softly, stepping away to give him time as she went to see if there were any game to hunt here.
