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True daughter of Skyrim	By : EiraWolfsoul Category: +A through F > Elder Scrolls - Skyrim Views: 6362 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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True daughter of Skyrim
Chapter 5. Companionship
Tirdas, the second of Hearthfire, Eira was finally allowed to get back to work. "Farkas! Have you got any jobs?" The longer haired, friendlier of the twins nodded, "I'll give you something light to do. I want you to go to Riverwood, find Gerdur, the owner of the mill and intimidate her. I want no killing you understand?" Eira nodded, and left Jorrvaskr to make the trek to Riverwood. The walk cleared her mind and allowed her to think on her current situation.
'I really got to know Ria, Farkas and Torvar this past week. Ria and Farkas are great, friendly, good sense of humour. I can hardly believe Farkas and Vilkas are twins, they're nothing alike in character. Farkas is kind, sweet, brotherly even, whereas Vilkas is a grumbling arse. Not sure what to make of Torvar though, he spends most his time drunk. Athis proved to be not as bad as I initially thought, but Njada still avoids me, not sure what she has against me. I like Aela, she's like a big sister and it's great having someone to have archery competitions with'.
It was early evening when she made it to Riverwood and looked for Gerdur. She found the woman in her home, preparing the evening meal. "Hey Gerdur", 'Gods this is awkward', she thought, realising she had a job to do here. "Hello Eira, it's good to see you again. How have you been?" Eira smiled at the woman's kindness. "I'm well, thank you. I've joined the Companions". "Really? Have you? What about joining the Stormcloaks?" Eira sighed, "I intended to, still do, but Jarl Balgruuf wanted me to stay in Whiterun for the time being. He thinks I may be able to help his court wizard with his dragon research". Gerdur nodded, "I understand. So the Companions then, that is honourable too". Eira shuffled her feet nervously, "that's actually why I'm here".
Gerdur stopped stirring the pot and turned to her then, "I think I know what this is about". Eira bit her lip, hoping this would end well, Gerdur was a kind woman and she didn't want to lose her beginning friendship with the woman. "I'm glad it was you they sent and not some brute eager for a fight. Don't worry, I know what to do, it will be alright. Now, will you stay for dinner?" Eira shook her head smiling at the woman's kindness, "if you insist". Gerdur returned the smile, "I do, sit while I finish this". "Where is Ralof? Has he left for Windhelm?" "Yes, you just missed him, he left two days ago". Eira spent the evening with Gerdur and her family, before heading for the inn where she would spend the night.

Early the next morning she made her way back to Jorrvaskr to report back to Farkas. "I took care of the problem in Riverwood", she told him upon finding him inside the mead hall. "Kind of fun to push people around sometimes, isn't it? Good work, sister. Now, Skjor was looking for you earlier, talk to him before you do anything else". With that Farkas took off and Eira went in search of Skjor.
"Ah there you are", the man said upon seeing her approaching. "You wanted to see me?" she asked. "I did. Your time, it seems, has come". Eira frowned confused, "what do you mean?" "Last week a scholar came to us. He said he knew where we could find another fragment of Wuuthrad. He seemed a fool to me, but if he's right, the honour of the Companions demand that we seek it out". Eira nodded before asking, "I see, but what does this have to do with me and my time having come? I don't understand". "This is a simple errand, but the time is right for it to be your Trial. Carry yourself with honour, and you'll become a true Companion. Farkas will be your Shield-Sibling on this venture, whelp. He'll answer any questions you have. Try not to disappoint. Or to get him killed".
Eira agreed and went back inside the mead hall, in search of Farkas. She found him easily, sitting at the long table. "Farkas? Skjor told me to talk to you about my Trial". "Yes, I hope you've readied yourself!" he said. "So, you're going to be my Shield-Brother?" He nodded, "So I'm told. I'll watch you to make sure you are honourable. If you are honourable and strong, then I can call you sister". Eira smiled inwardly at his words and the small smile turning up the corners of his mouth at the word sister, 'he seems quite eager to call me sister'. "Well I'm ready, where do we need to go?" "The scholar said it was in Dustman's Cairn. Let's go". Eira nodded and followed Farkas out of Jorrvaskr, through Whiterun and out to the crypt.
Eira was glad for Farkas' companionship. He turned out to be a lot of fun, 'I actually quite like his simple outlook on life and he's a real sweetheart'. The walk to Dustman's Cairn took them around 4 hours. They were quiet at first, both enjoying the silence, but after a while Eira decided to ask about this Wuuthrad. "What exactly is Wuuthrad?"'I vaguely remember the name, can't really place it though'. "Wuuthrad was the weapon held by Ysgramor when he cut through the elven hordes that once swarmed this land. He made it safe for our kind. Through that weapon, we trace our line straight to the first harbinger of mankind in this land. What fragments we have are displayed in honour, but we always seek more".
"Do you think we'll be able to complete it one day?" Farkas shrugged, "I hope so, Vilkas says this relic is very important to the Companions and to have it whole once more would be good for us". Eira nodded her agreement, "I can see the value in having such an important relic in history restored and displayed in honour". Farkas gave her a mischievous smirk, "you sound like my brother". Eyes narrowed she grumbled, "I do not! I'm nothing like Vilkas!". Farkas just chuckled.
"So, what do you do when you're not out on a job?" She asked next, "I train, sleep, eat". "That's it? You don't have any hobbies? Anything you like to do?" He never even blinked as he answered, "I like to fight". "But other than that, is there nothing you like? Reading? Drinking? Games?" He was silent for a moment before saying, "reading is more my brother's thing. All the Companions drink, it's how we celebrate. The games I play involve fighting. We often have little matches in the training yard. It helps motivate the whelps to work on their improvement". Eira smiled, 'he's not simple as in stupid, he's just a man who likes to keep things simple'.
She thought the conversation was over, when suddenly he returned the question. "Well, I love reading but I enjoy a good sparring match and improving my skills as well". He gave her an almost boyish smile, "you're like a mix of my brother and I" and she couldn't help but laugh at that. 'What's with you and comparing me to your brother hmm? I'm nothing at all like him, he's an arse, there's nothing more I can make of him'.
"Why don't you guys have horses?" came the next question, almost out of the blue. Farkas shrugged. "We don't need them. We walk or we take the carriage if we need to go anywhere far. Too expensive and too much work taking care of horses for all of us I guess". Eira shrugged, "I guess that makes sense". They were silent for a few moments, before Farkas asked, "what made you join the Companions?" Eira shrugged, "something to do, companionship, I needed work".
"There's lots of work all over Skyrim, you could have become a guard, why join us?". Eira smiled at his genuine curiosity. "I was with the Fighter's Guild in Bravil before I returned to Skyrim. The Companions are the closest thing Skyrim has to a Fighter's Guild". Farkas stopped and looked her over for a moment. "You were a member of the Bravil Fighter's Guild?" Eira shuffled her feet a bit nervously, "uhm yes…? Is that a problem?" Farkas turned back around and started walking again, "no of course not, just surprised. Skjor said they don't let women join them".
Eira scoffed at that. "That's a load of bull. If a woman can fight and she proves herself worthy she can join just as well as any man". 'Though… I have to admit… aside from me there was only one other woman in all the years I was a member'. Farkas shrugged, "I dunno, never met any of them, before you that is". The conversation ended as they finally made it to the crypt and she followed him down the stone steps. "Let's see if you impress", he said as they entered the crypt.
This time Eira wasn't surprised by the draugr that attacked them, they were still able to startle her though when they suddenly woke up as she crept past. 'By Arkay! That's just freaky! One of these days, one of those draugr will surely put the fear of death into me! No sign at all of Farkas being bothered by them!' Eira grumbled inwardly at herself for being so easily startled by dead things.
They finally reached a large round chamber and split up to look for the fragment. "Did you find anything?" Farkas asked her. "Nope it's not in this chamber, guess we'll have to go further in", Eira replied as she stuffed a few potions she found in her backpack. "This gate is blocking the way though, I don't see a pull chain or lever", came Farkas' voice. "There's one in here!" Eira called to him as she pulled the lever, only to become trapped inside the little room as another gate came down. 'Great job Eira, go and lock yourself in on your trial! You've just made a fool of yourself! You're lucky you're not in here alone or you'd really be stuck.'
Moments later Farkas sauntered up to the gate. "Now look what you've gotten yourself into. No worries. Just sit tight. I'll find the release". Eira grumbled inwardly, 'just sit tight he says! What else am I… Wait… what the…' Her eyes widened as five men ran into the room. "Farkas! Behind you!" Drawing his greatsword, Farkas turned around, mumbling a soft "what was that?"
"It's time to die, dog!" one of the men shouted. "We knew you'd be coming here", another added. "Your mistake Companion", came a third voice. 'Companion? So they came here specifically for us? They knew we'd be here! We were set up! But by whom?' Eira thought frantically. "Which on is that?" a female voice asked. Another male voice answered her. "It doesn't matter. He wears that armour, he dies". Their ambushers were closing in on Farkas, weapons drawn. 'Damn it! I gotta get out of here, I've got to help him!' Eira frantically rattled the gate, hoping, against hope, to open it. She tried pulling the lever, to no avail when the female spoke again, "killing you will make for an excellent story".
"None of you will be alive to tell it", Farkas answered calmly. 'Sweet Talos! How can he be so calm! He's outnumbered six to…' Her thought was interrupted by a vicious growl. 'Was that… Farkas?' Her eyes widened as the sweet man she knew changed before her very eyes. She could hear the crushing of bones as his body shifted and fur spread all over him. 'By the Gods!' He let out an ear shattering howl as he attacked, taking his opponents out in seconds before disappearing in the direction their would be attackers had come from.
'Farkas is a werewolf? By the Gods! Do the others know? What about me… is he just gonna leave me here? Or will he attack me too? Is he still in his right mind?' Eira wasn't sure what to think or do as the gate opened. Hands on her weapons, Eira very carefully stepped out into the main chamber, looking around frantically. Moments later Farkas came running up to her and she let go of her weapons, simultaneously releasing the breath she had been holding.
"I hope I didn't scare you", Farkas said. 'Scare me? No… not at all, whatever gave you that idea? You only just changed into a werewolf in front of me! Without my knowledge that I was traveling with one!' Instead she decided to ask him what exactly just happened. "It's a blessing given to some of us. We can be like wild beasts. Fearsome".'Fearsome… no kidding', Eira's heart was still going a mile a minute.
She couldn't help but ask, "are… are you going to make me a werewolf?". Farkas smiled, "oh, no. Only the Circle have the beastblood. Prove your honour to be a Companion. Eyes on the prey, not the horizon". 'The Circle? They're all werewolves?' Eira shook herself and asked her next question. "So, who were they?" Farkas shrugged. "The Silver Hand. Bad people who don't like werewolves. So they don't like us either". "We should keep moving. Still the draugr to worry about". Eira nodded and they set off.
The crypt was filled with not only draugr, but more of these Silver Hand as well. They carved their way through anyone or anything that stood in their way. Eira was amazed by how easy it was to fight by Farkas' side. 'I just find out the guy is a werewolf, yet here I am fighting along his side and having complete faith in him. I guess I don't have much of a choice though. There's no going back now, we can only go forward. And to do so, I'll need to trust my shield-brother or risk getting the both of us hurt'.
As they made it further in, Eira suddenly stopped. "Farkas? Do you feel that?" Farkas looked at her strangely, "feel what?" "That vibe? I don't know how to describe it. I've felt it once before, in Bleak Falls Barrow. It's some kind of power". Farkas shrugged, "I don't feel anything, but don't worry, we'll be fine". Eira nodded, somehow having faith in Farkas and so they pressed on.
Finally, after what seemed like forever, they reached the inner sanctum. It was a long hall, lined with crypts. In the back there was another magnificent wall like the one in Bleak Falls and again this is where the vibe originated from. Eira and Farkas slowly made their way further into the chamber. As she neared the wall she could hear it calling out to her in that same foreign language she heard in Bleak Falls Barrow and just like then, it drew her in. She could no longer focus on anything other than the wall. Again there was that blue glow lighting up some of the glyphs, and as she stood before it, she suddenly understood "Yol… Fire", she whispered.
"You okay?" came Farkas' slightly worried voice. Eira shook herself and turned to face him. "I'm fine…", before she could say anything else there was the sound of a crypt opening, followed by several more and Farkas turned around, drawing his greatsword. "A fight!" he called, excitedly. Eira just shook her head, drawing her own Skyforge weapons as she rushed up to one of the draugr, cleanly slicing it's head off before moving on to the next. More and more crypts just kept opening as she and Farkas worked together to take them out.
Farkas wielded his greatsword effortlessly. Sliding it around in a half circle and cutting draugr in half or bringing it down from above and knocking them down before driving the magnificent sword through them. Eira herself spun on her feet decapitating draugr, knocking them back, driving either her sword or her dagger in their gut or chest. They were two trained warriors, performing the age old dance of the warrior and making short work of a great many draugr.
When the battle was finally over, Eira quickly grabbed the fragment before she went about looting the draugr and binding the as many of the weapons as she could with leather strips so that she could carry them back. "What are you doing?" Farkas asked her. "Bringing these weapons to Whiterun. Be a shame to leave them lying around. Alvor, the Blacksmith in Riverwood paid good coin for these, I imagine Adrianne will do the same".
"Well I'm not carrying them", he grumbled. "You don't have to, just give me a moment". Farkas nodded and waited, looking around while she worked. It wasn't long before she finished. "K, I'm done!" she called to him. "This way, I think I found a way out". Lifting the bound weapons Eira made her way up to him and followed him out.

Getting back to Jorrvaskr took them a bit longer because of Eira's loot and it wasn't long before Farkas offered to carry some anyway. "Thanks hun, you're such a gentleman", Eira had said teasingly, smiling at the little blush that coloured his cheeks. 'Hah! Just made a werewolf blush! That's gotta be a first! For a werewolf, he's not so bad'. They returned early the next morning, both exhausted but not wanting to stop before they reached Jorrvaskr. Eira quickly sold her loot to Adrianne, before they continued on through the city.
Vilkas was awaiting them at the top of the stairs. "We've been awaiting your return", he said as they approached. "Come, follow me". As they followed Vilkas around the building to the courtyard, Eira wondered, 'did he just sound… I don't know… nicer?'. Everyone was in the courtyard and the Circle members, Kodlak, Skjor and Aela stood in a half circle. Vilkas and Farkas joined them as Eira uncertainly walked up to them.
It was Kodlak who began the speech. "Brothers and sisters of the Circle, today we welcome a new soul into our mortal fold. This woman has endured, has challenged and has shown her valor. Who will speak for her?" he asked. 'Oh wow! This is it! I'm being inducted!' Eira thought, excitedly, yet nervously at the same time.
"I stand witness to the courage of the soul before us", Farkas' words calmed her somewhat. "Would you raise your shield in her defence?" Kodlak asked. "I would stand at her back, that the world might never overtake us". Eira smiled inwardly, thinking back to their fight with the draugr in the inner sanctum of Dustman's Cairn, 'and stand at my back you did'.
"And would you raise your sword in her honour?" Everyone's eyes were on her as Farkas answered, "it stands ready to meet the blood of her foes". "And would you raise a mug in her name?" "I would lead the song of triumph as our mead hall revelled in her stories". Eira felt her pride soar at Kodlak's next words. "Then the judgement of this Circle is complete. Her heart beats with fury and courage that have united the Companions since the days of the distant green summers. Let it beat with ours, that the mountains may echo and our enemies may tremble at the call". "It shall be so", they all said. And so it was done, she was now a true Companion.
"Well, girl, you're one of us now. I trust you won't disappoint", Kodlak addressed her. "Being a Companion means living such that your Shield-Siblings would proudly say they fought at your side. Glory in battle, honour in life. Deal with problems head on. Leave whispers and sneaking to the gutter rats who can't fight for themselves". Eira nodded, "I understand Sir. Thank you for accepting me".
Stepping closer to him she whispered softly, "Sir, is it true that the Companions are werewolves?" He looked at her for a moment before answering, "I see you've been allowed a few secrets before your appointed time. No matter. Yes, it's true, the members of the Circle all share the blood of the beast. Some take to it more than others. But you need not worry, none of them will ever harm a Shield-Sibling, even when they are transformed".
Eira nodded before asking, "how do you take to it?" He sighed, "well, I grow old. My mind turns towards the horizon. To Sovngarde. I worry that Shor won't call an animal to glory as he would a true Nord warrior. Living as beasts draws our souls closer to the Daedric Lord Hircine. Some may prefer an eternity in his Hunting Grounds, but I crave the fellowship of Sovngarde".
"You're looking to cure yourself?" she asked. "Yes, but it's no easy matter. But you don't need to share the worries of an old warrior. This day is to rejoice in your bravery! Rest now, tonight we will have a feast!".

'Kodlak wasn't kidding when he said we'd have a feast!', Eira thought wryly as she entered the Mead Hall. 'Looks like everyone got to work while Farkas and I caught up on some sleep'. The long table was filled with delicious food, whatever you could think of it was there. Extra kegs of mead had been brought in and lined the wall. 'Farkas wasn't kidding when he said the Companions like their mead'.
All of the Companions and their close friends or allies where there. Kodlak stood by the fire talking to Vignar and Eorlund Gray-Mane. Skjor and Aela were discussing something on the other end of the hall. Ria was chatting up Vilkas, who didn't seem interested, while Farkas was telling Athis and Njada about their trip to Dustman's Cairn. Tilma and Brill where sitting at the table, quietly talking. And Torvar was being his usual drunk self and seemed intent on staying close to the kegs.
Upon seeing her, Vilkas abandoned Ria and made his way over. "The hero of the day! Our newest member finally inducted!" he said as he stepped up to her. "Erm, thanks I guess", Eira answered with a small smile. "Sorry if I was hard on you before. I guess it takes some time before I warm up to newcomers". 'Was that... did he just apologize?' "That's alright, no harm done". He clapped her on the back, "come let's get you some mead", and steered her towards the kegs. Picking up a tankard he filled it with a sweet smelling mead and offered it to her.
Taking the tankard, Eira tried subtly sniffing this unfamiliar type of mead. "It's Honningbrew, from the meadery just outside Whiterun. It's sweeter than Nord mead, lighter too so you can drink more before going down", Vilkas explained with a grin. Eira lifted the tankard to her lips and drank. "This is actually quite good!" she exclaimed.
It wasn't long before everyone made their way to the long table to eat. Eira found herself sitting in between the twins, Vilkas on her left, Farkas on her right. The Mead Hall was filled with chatter and the sound of forks scraping plates. The food was absolutely delicious. "Did Tilma make all this?" she asked Farkas. "Brill and Ria helped her out, but most of it's her doing". 'Wow, I can't believe she got all of this ready in the time I slept. And it's all delicious too!'
Vilkas drew her attention away from her meal, "So, my brother says you were with the Bravil Fighter's Guild". Eira quickly swallowed before answering, "he was correct". "What made you come here?" Eira shrugged, "I needed a change of scenery, I was born in Skyrim so the choice seemed obvious". He looked at her for a moment before saying, "there's something there. Something made you want to leave. What was it? Where you in trouble with the law?" His eyes narrowed at his last words.
"No, nothing like that. And the Fighter's Guild didn't kick me out either, in case you were wondering". He nodded his acceptance, "then why?" Eira sighed and looked at him, "maybe one day I'll tell you, but not right now. Please". Vilkas looked into her eyes for a long time, before finally nodding, "very well" and turning back to his meal. "Thank you", she murmured, turning back to her meal as well.
After their meal it was story time and of course her adventure with Farkas was the story of the night. "Go ahead, you're a better story teller than me I'm sure", Eira said, smiling at Farkas who looked all too happy to be telling the story. As she listened to the slightly embellished story, Vilkas pressed another tankard into her hands and leaned on the table next to her. "So, how greatly embellished is the story?" Eira smiled, "not so bad, it makes up for the parts he can't tell". The smile Vilkas threw her at that had her stomach doing funny things. 'Don't go falling in love with the man just because he smiled at you. He may not be as bad as he let on at first but still, you hardly know the guy! Besides, Ria is smitten with him and she's your friend! Do not go there!'
Eira quickly returned her attention to Farkas, delightedly telling the others about their fight with the draugr and how she had practically danced around the room to take them out. 'Danced? Oh Farkas, you sure know how to tell a tale' she chuckled inwardly. When Farkas finished his tale and answered all the questions, Athis stepped up to tell about his mission with Njada not long ago. After that it was Skjor telling a story of a time many years ago and then Kodlak with an even older story. Even Vignar and Eorlund stepped up to share a story. Mead flowed freely throughout the night and all the while Eira was aware of Vilkas radiating heat next to her. And where at first there had been space between them, by the end of the night there was none. They were touching, shoulder to hip. And she didn't mind. At all.

[A/N] Eira is now finally a true Companion! Things regarding the Companions will progress slower from here on out. I always thought she was allowed into the Circle much too quickly. It will happen, just not yet ;) Vilkas had quite the turnaround going from icy to friendly, he just doesn't take too well to strangers in his "pack" especially when he feels attracted to them before they've proved themselves worthy of the Companions. Let me know what you think, reviews are fual!
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