GATHERING AN ARMY
We decided that we needed an army and the best place to start was probably with the Companions of Jorrvaskr, so we headed for Whiterun.
" By the way, Brynjolf you never said, what happened to the Theives Guild?" I asked, still not sure what actually happened to them.
"Either sniffing the new jarl's arse or dead." he says, with a hint of hate in his voice.
After that there wasn't many talking points so the rest of the journey was a long one, but we eventually made it to Whiterun at night. It was still in same mess as it was a few days ago but it was slightly better. When we went to Jorrvaskr there was only a pile of rubble. We had to find someone who would easily comply with what we were doing and that was an easy task because I don't think there's a Nord in Skyrim who wanted to be ruled by elves, but we thought some-one with personal ties to the Companions so we went to find Fralia Greymane, which was easier said than done because the streets were deserted and the hostel was packed to the brim but we managed to find her in about half an hour.
"Fralia, do you know where the Companions have gone." I ask
"Either dead or under Dragonsreach." she says
"Ok, we'll break them out." I reply
"And how do we do this then?" Brynjolf asks
"Do you really need an answer, Brynjolf member of the theives?" I say sarcastically.
"Fair enough, Bormir Bloodbringer Master of the Guild." he says, with the same tone despite it was him who asked a stupid question.
Brynjolf and I spent the remainder of the night thinking up plans to break out the Companions but we weren't having much luck.
"What about if I were to kill a guard steal his armour walk out and take them with me when I leave." I say
" No, you'd be spotted instantly. The elves are stuck-up and brainy bastards you'd stick out like an Argonian in Sovngarde." he says, putting another plan to bed.
"I'll get jailed and break us all out." I say, hoping Brynjolf won't pick out any hidden flaws.
"Hmm, that could work." he says
"Finally!" I sigh, falling asleep in a chair.
When I wake up the sun is high in the sky and I remember what had to be done. So I went out into the center of the city and started praying to Talos ,because that was the most likely to piss them off the most, and it didn't take long before the guards took notice and threw me into a jail cell. I decided to wait a while so that the elves would forget about me and that didn't take long. I pick the lock and search for an isolated guard and that was easier said than done because they all seemed to travel in packs but I finally saw one sleeping and made it more than just sleep. I took his keys and found the companions filled in a few cells and when they saw me their voices filled the whole dungeons and probably woke the dark and damp halls themselves ,never mind the guards!
"SHHH! I whisper, slightly scared that the guards might start harassing us.
When I saw them out of their cells there were so few. It seemed that only Vilkas, Vignar, Aela, Skjor and Farkas had survived. We went in search of the chest which had our belongings in it and it didn't take long to find it. After we suited in our armour we headed back to Brynjolf and discussed where we should head next.
" Well, while I was waiting on you breaking out, I heard about groups of people who know their way around a sword and would be willing to rise against the Aldmeri" Brynjolf said with hope in his heart.
"So you're saying we fight with swords for hire when we've got our little gift that could well take out a hundred men." Vilkas said.
" No way, free Whiterun or not whatever way it turns out we will have a bounty higher than the sky!" I say, annoyed with the statement
"So what's it to be go on a trek the length of Skyrim to find people that might not even that might not even join us or take them on ourselves". Vignar says
" Well despite being one of the finest warriors in Skyrim I don't like the odds of 7 against what could be well over a thousand!" Skjor exclaimed.
"And I'm sure that the journey won't be an easy one but it's either we get ruled like dogs or we be free-born Nords!" I scold Vignar.
" Where do we even begin?" Aela asks almost in sync with Farkas
"Well, when I overheard the conversation they said they were based in Markarth." Brynjolf said.
" Then that's were we're heading." I say, agreeing for us all.
