"Skjor says I have the strength of Ysgramor," Farkas bragged. "and my brother has his smarts."
The Dragonborn simply stared at the man with a dry look. "You're afraid of spiders and Ysgramor ate soup with a fork."
Farkas just stood there, staring back.
There was a pause.
"Some people think I'm not smart. Those people get my fist. But not you. I like you." Farkas declared.
The Dragonborn rolled his eyes.
A second chapter for all of you to make up for my lack of updates.
This was actually something my brother pointed out; that Ysgramor ate soup with a fork...because of his "soup spoon" item that is actually a fork...
And it was making fun of the Companions, my favorite, so I had to write it into a full chapter. (I know people like them, but I don't. They bug me.)
Also, I was thinking of writing some of these involving fun things that have happened in MY game, to MY Dragonborn. What do you all think? Should I?