Hey people.
Here's the new chapter and my bad, it's not Friday. Kinda had a few issues to deal with.
Any who, enjoy the chapter!
-Rosey ❤❤
Chapter 18:
Hana walked through the stone hall towards Kodlak's room. All she could think about was that she was going to get a lecture from the old man, or a final warning. She had really been pushing the boundaries here, not to mention all the while almost getting herself killed a few times.
She stepped closer to Kodlak's room, knocking on the frame of the door.
"You wanted to see me Kodlak?" Hana said, her voice uncertain.
"Yes youngling, its good to see your face again. Have a seat," Kodlak motioned towards the empty seat next him, at the same table she first met the old man. Oh how time has gone by. "So you have been busy lately?"
"Oh um, ha yeah about that. I wish that I could have said my goodbyes but that wasn't going to get me anywhere." Hana said, raising her hand to the back of her neck. She was wincing slightly, not from any pain as such, but waiting lecture from Kodlak.
"I see child. Look Hana, I did not ask you down here for me to talk to you about your actions. Each to there own, but I asked you down here for another reason." The Harbinger said, his voice low.
"And what is it then?" Hana asked, an eyebrow raised at the man.
"You know of the Companions yes, but not of the history of the beast blood. It has only troubled us for the past few hundred years out of the nearly five thousand year old Companions. One of my predecessors was a good but short-sighted man. He made a bargain with the witches of Glenmoril Coven."
"So they were tricked and become werewolves? Didn't he hear the stories of witches?"
"Yes, as I said short-sighted. This disease, you see, affects not just our bodies but it seeps into our spirits. Upon death, werewolves are claimed by Hircine for his Hunting Grounds. For some, this is to be paradise, but I am a true Nord, son of Skyrim. I wish for Sovngarde as my spirit home."
"You wouldn't be telling me this without a reason would there?" She asked. She stressed for the old man and could understand why he seemed to be stressing about this whole ordeal.
"You catch on quickly dear. I am old Hana, and wish only to go to Sovengarde, that is why I have spent my twilight years finding out a way to find a cure and seems I have found the answer. The witches' magic ensnared us, their magic can release us. I wish for you to seek them out and bring back their heads." Kodlak's eyes shining brighter than what they have been the past few weeks.
"So I'm off on a witches hunt then. As much as I would love to leave as soon as I can, I want to stay a little while longer before I depart with one of the others," Hana sighed, leaning back in her chair. She had only been back a few days and was loving it.
"Aye that is fine Hana but you are not to take a shield sibling with you. You are to do this alone." The old man said sternly. She raised her eyebrows a the man but only nodded in agreement and stood up. Another task to do by herself. What trouble could she manage to get up to now? "You may leave Hana. Enjoy your time here before you leave."
"Don't worry Kodlak, I plan on spending as much time here as I can," Hana smiled at the man and walked out of the room. The importance of the quest would worry her another day. For now, she was happy that she was back, in the halls of Jorrvaskrr.
0o0
A week had passed since Hana's return back to the halls, and she had to admit, as sad as it was to have her brother leaving for college, she was glad that he was going to leave her alone for a bit.
She stood at the stables next to Vilkas and Aela, while Lockan and Farkas finished saddling up Hana's horse, Fay.
"I swear if you kill that horse from your little adventures off cliffs Lockan, so help me I will kill you," Hana warned, hugging her brother goodbye.
"Has he done that before?" Farkas asked, strapping the last bag to the saddle.
"Sadly yes," Hana sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose.
"I can't promise that Hana," her brother smiled a cheeky grin, earning a shove from Hana.
"Don't worry Hana, if he does kill Fay, then he will be buying you a new horse, isn't that right Lockan?" Aela stated, glaring at Lockan. Hana noticed that something almost definitely happened between those two since she left. She had asked Vilkas earlier that week about it, and he just proved her thought. If things progressed, who knows, Hana might have a sister in law.
"Okay I get it. I won't do anything okay? Vilkas, make sure that she doesn't wonder off again while I'm gone again." Lockan sighed, pulling himself up onto the horse.
"Nay, even if I did say something, she would probably just ignore it," Vilkas shrugged next to Hana. She elbowed him in the ribs, leaving no effect other than Vilkas laughing at her.
"I give up honestly," Lockan sighed again. "I best be off. Take care all." With that Lockan sped off from the stables, towards Winterhold.
Hana turned, a bright smile on her freckled face. "Thank the divines he is gone!" Hana cheered.
"Come on now Hana, he isn't that bad," Farkas laughed. Hana just raised an eyebrow at the twin, who shrunk back behind Aela.
Aela and Vilkas laughed at Farkas, Hana too joining in as they started to walk towards the gates of the city. In the week that she had been back, things had been running smoothly. Enjoying some well needed time with Vilkas, hunting with Aela and stuffing around with Farkas.
Each day she had been waiting for any sign that Grace was still alive, but so far she had received nothing. She understood that her friend was stuck in the problems of the Thieves Guild at current state but she was getting anxious about her friend, and it wasn't just her either. Farkas had been asking her if she had heard anything new about Grace or any sign of her from anyone. The best thing that Hana could think of was that she was stuck in some cell, trying to get out somehow.
"Plan on doing anything special tomorrow Hana?" Aela questioned as they walked closer to Jorrvaskrr.
Hana turned her head and raised a brown eyebrow at the huntress, "Why?"
"Wow, even I wouldn't forgot my day of birth," Farkas laughed behind her. How could she have forgotten her birthday was tomorrow, although she had been too busy to even think about it. She smiled an arkwardly as she shrugged her shoulders, feeling like a complete idiot.
"Um no not really, I really just planned on staying here and maybe have a small round of drinks I guess," Hana shrugged. She never really did much for her birthday. She only ever really received was a new book for her drawing, a nice dinner with her family and that would be all. She had a feeling that it wasn't going to be as quiet. For all she knew, the whole city would celebrate her birthday.
"Well looks like Torvar will get that party he has been wanting for the past week and half," Vilkas laughed, opening the door to the hall.
"I don't get a say in this do I?" Hana sighed, walking into the hall, away from the cold.
"Sadly no. Don't worry Hana, we will get you out of any trouble you cause from your drunken state," Farkas chuckled, setting with great sword down against the wooden walls of the hall.
Hana knew she wasn't going to get out of this so called party that was going to commence tomorrow night.
They all sat down at the table in front of the open fire place. Hana was mid way through a conversation with Vilkas when the great doors of the hall opened, revealing a scrawny man.
"Hana, Dragonborn. I have a letter for you." The courier stated, standing at the door. Hana rushed up from her seat and over to the man, her amour weighing her down slightly. The man handed over a sealed letter and left the hall as quickly as he had come in.
"Who was it from? From Grace?" Farkas blurted quickly, raising from his seat.
"Brother, give her a chance to open the letter first." Vilkas sighed.
Hana walked back over to Vilkas, sitting down on his lap, his arms wrapped around her waist. She gingerly opened the letter, reading its contents. Her expression quickly changed from glee to anger in a matter of seconds. She scrunched the parchment in her hand and threw it into the flames, quickly eaten away from the heat source.
"Hey easy there Hana. I'm guessing it wasn't from Grace then?" Vilkas said softly.
Hana sighed and looked back at the paper burning away in the flames. "It was from Delphine. She wants me to meet her at Sky Haven temple in three days. That only leaves me tomorrow and a half for travel. Can I just kill her already?"
"That wouldn't be very wise Hana, she seems to be the only one to understand what is going on with the dragons," Aela chimed in, bringing her tankard of mead to her mouth.
"Pfft she knows nothing I swear. For all I care, she can just get eaten by those over grown skinks," Hana huffed, brushing her brown locks out of her face.
"Or maul her to death in beast form," Farkas suggested, getting an icy glares from Vilkas.
"You know that sounds like a great idea, thanks Farkas!" Hana laughed, jumping up.
"Farkas! You ice-brain. She will probably do it now," Vilkas growled at his brother. Hana just laughed at the twins and walked down to her room. At least someone was trying to cheer her up.
0o0
She should have known that Delphine would want her to come back and help with the dragon business again. Hana walked back into her room and opened up her map. She had stolen this map from her mother's room before she left. The paper was stained and slightly tearing at the edges. Sitting down at her table, she studied the map.
Esbern had marked on her map where the temple was. She studied the roads leading near the temple and found that a road bypassed near Glenmoril Coven. If she sorted out whatever business at the temple, on her way back she could get the witches heads back to Kodlak in a few days.
Glancing over her room, her pack was in the corner. She folded her map, walked over to her pack and placed it inside, as well as anything else she needed. A few potions, that have saved her life more times than necessary. The only problem now was trying to convince the others to allow her to go by herself. Aela wouldn't care too much neither would Farkas, but Vilkas would have a fit.
A loud clap of thunder boomed above her. Winter storms had become often in Whiterun's keep. Everywhere else it either snowed or snowed. It always seemed to rain here.
Getting sick of her armour, she changed out of it into a more comfortable cream tunic and leather pants. She closed the door behind her and left for upstairs.
To her surprise, everyone was in the hall, not including her brother. Kodlak was even sitting at the wooden table, surrounded by the member of the Circle. He was even smiling while talking with Farkas.
A small smile appeared on Hana's lips, it was great to see everyone there again.
"Well look who decided to join us, take a seat Hana and enjoy!" Kodlak chuckled, raising his mug of mead towards her.
"Well since you put it so kindly Kodlak," Hana giggled, taking a seat next to Aela. Hana glanced over to Vilkas, who had a fake frown on his face, offended. She just giggled and poked her tongue out at the twin.
The hall was buzzing with laughter and yelling, most coming from Torvar's drunken state.
"So Hana, what mission is the Dragonborn off to soon?" Kodlak asked her. 'I thought you already knew?' she thought to herself, raising her eyebrows.
"Oh um, I have to head to some old temple place. I honestly hope it doesn't contain anymore draugr, I hate those things," She shivered.
"Can I accompany you Hana?" Farkas cut in, almost leaping out of his seat.
"I'm sorry Farkas but Delphine even asked for me not to bring anyone with me," Hana lied. The note never mentioned anything about bringing someone along. She glanced over to Kodlak who nodded in agreeance. That sneaky old man.
"Maybe another time brother," Vilkas added, placing his hand on Farkas's shoulder.
"How long will you be gone for?" Ria added from further down the table.
"Honestly I have no idea. Maybe a few days, a week at most I'm hoping anyway," Hana shrugged. No matter what time she wanted to be back by, it never seemed to happen so what was the point.
They all sat there at the table for a few hours before everyone started heading off to bed. Kodlak had left earlier that night back to his room. It was good to see him getting out of his room, it wasn't often that he would venture upstairs, taking his old age into count.
Hana was leaning against Vilkas's shoulder as Aela and Farkas were fighting about some nonsense in a drunken manner, somehow Farkas was winning.
She looked up at Vilkas who was watching the scene in front of them. She looked over his features and smiled. How could she have been so lucky to be with a man like him. Hana slowly closed her eyes and smiled. Soon enough, she had managed to fall asleep.
0o0
Hana walked up the stairs into the hall that morning. No one was downstairs in there rooms, leaving it as quiet as High Hrothgar. She had pulled her hair back into a messy bun as she walked. Finally she was 23.
If she was asleep before while walking up, she was definitely awake now. "Happy day of birth Hana!" Everyone was standing around in the mead hall. All the Grey-Manes and the members of the Companions stood in front of her, cheering at her.
A shy smile appeared on Hana's face. "Thanks everyone," She giggled. She didn't expect to have so many people around for her day.
"Happy birthday dear," Vilkas chuckled at her as he walked closer, wrapping his arm around her waist, pulling her close into a kiss.
"Save that for later you two!" Aela's voice cut through Hana's mind while she was lost in the kiss.
"You're no fun Aela," Vilkas mumbled pulling away from Hana, his arm still wrapped around her side. She couldn't help but smile the whole time. It was great being surrounded by the people she called her friends and not to mention family. It had been the first time that she wasn't with her parents for her birthday.
0o0
The day went on without a hitch, a lot of partying mainly. Dancing around, sweets that Tilma had made for everyone and the occasional fighting competition between Hana and someone.
It was early in the afternoon when everyone that knew Hana in Whiterun had come to Jorrvakrr to wish her the best, giving her small gifts that she would keep in her in a small box. Ironically, some had gave her a silver ring or two, making it very hard not to grimace.
"Since you are opening everyone elses gifts, may as well give you ours," Vilkas announced, placing four cloth wrapped shapes on the table in front of her. Hana just looked at Vilkas amazed. She had never received much for her day of birth, so all of this was new to her.
"Open mine first!" Farkas chuckled, pointing to the larger present.
"If you say so Farkas," Hana laughed, picking up the gift, undoing the leather strap holding the cloth together.
She couldn't help but smile as she looked down at the new journal. It's leather bound covering had small floral prints embedded in the corners, each with a small highlighting of gold. She opened up to the front page of the blank journal and saw a small note scribbled on the first page.
This Belongs to Hana of the Companions
Given to her as a present from her two best friends.
Grace had gone a long way to find this for her so don't you think of stealing it.
Sincerely,
Gracell and Farkas
"Wait Grace?" Hana was confused.
"Grace had given me this book last time I had seen her, I decided to get imprinted with the designs on the front," Farkas smiled down at her.
"Thankyou!" Hana leapt at Farkas, pulling him into a hug. It was about time she had a new journal, she was beginning to run out of pages in her old one.
"Beat that Aela," Farkas smirked towards Aela as Hana pulled away from the hug. She picked up a smaller wrapped parcel.
"It isn't much but it should help you out," Aela stated while Hana unwrapped the object. A golden ring with a green glow shimmered in Hana's hand. "It will steady your hand in archery."
"Thank you Aela, I think I might need this," Hana laughed, placing the ring on her finger. Luckily it was a perfect fit on her index finger. As soon as she placed in on, a warm surge waved over her body. She shook it off and have a small hug to Aela.
"This one here was from Lockan," Vilkas pointed out to the second largest present.
Hana just laughed when she opened up the present. It was the same dagger that she had thrown at her brother a little while ago, she had started to wonder where it went. "He has some sense of humour," Hana giggled placing the dagger down on the table. "Let me guess, the best for last?" Hana asked looking over at Vilkas.
He smiled back at her. She looked down at the last gift. Not as small as the others but it had a bit of weight to it. Hana gingerly opened it, and gasped when she looked at the contents. A golden pendant was in the palm of her hand. Carefully marked, four wolf heads were marked onto it. Each with different coloured eyes. The wolf on the far right had dark eyes, marked with a darker stone, shining slightly in the light, what she presumed to be her brothers eyes as a wolf. Aela's wolf had pale green emerald eyes. Then there was the two other wolves with the same coloured jems for eyes, a pale, almost silver sapphire eyes. She wouldn't have been able to tell them apart if it wasn't for one of them with marked fur.
"It's all four of us. Lockan, Aela, Farkas and I. I asked Eorland to make this, and let me tell you it was a pain to find all of those gems," Vilkas chuckled, placing the pendant around Hana's neck. Hana smiled as she held the pendant in her fingers.
"It's beautiful, thankyou thankyou thankyou!" She squealed in delight, pulling Vilkas down for a kiss.
Everyone in the hall laughed at Hana's reaction, in turn making her giggle herself.
"Now that's over with, to the Bannered Mare!" Torvar announced, heading for the great doors.
"Do you ever not think about drunk Torvar?" Hana called out after him, still wrapped in Vilkas's arms.
"Nay!" Everyone soon departed from the hall and towards the Bannered Mare, where the party had began. Hana walked into the inn, and was greeted by cheering. She smiled and gladly accepted the bottle of mead handed to her.
Throughout the night, she mingled with the others during the party, mainly telling stories from her adventures. She was having the best time ever since coming back. Everyone was enjoying themselves, Hana even joined in with a bit of dancing.
People kept handing her more drinks, not wanting to feel rude she took that drink, she would either hand it over to Farkas or throw it into the fire place. She wanted to remember tonight unlike a few others in the room.
The party continued on into the early hours of the night. Many had fallen asleep on the benches or where having a good time with a few of the bar wrenches. Hana just there next to Vilkas, admiring the pendant.
"Thank you so much for today," Hana smiled up at Vilkas, resting her head on his shoulder.
"Well may as well have a good day before you set off again," Vilkas said softly stroking her chocolate hair.
"Don't remind me," Hana sighed. She didn't want to leave, especially after tonight.
"Why don't we head back to Jorrvaskrr? Most members have passed out in here," Vilkas smirked down at her.
"You will have to carry me there, I don't feel like walking," Hana giggled. Without any warning, Vilkas picked her up and over his shoulder, heading towards the door. Hana couldn't help but giggle like a little child all the way to the mead hall.
"You are such a child," Vilkas chuckled.
"You know it," Hana laughed, trying to catch her breath from her giggling fit.
Vilkas opened the door to the hall and headed down towards the hall, all the while Hana poking him in the ribs. They just got outside of Vilkas's room before he dropped her onto her feet. "That's it woman," Vilkas chuckled down at her, leaning down and passionately kissing her on the lips.
Hana just melted into the kiss, wrapping her arms around his neck. Vilkas picked her up again, allowing her to wrap her legs around his waist. She felt him starting to move back towards his room, closing the door behind him.
0o0
"Now don't start another fight with a dragon would you?" Vilkas said, placing a small kiss on her head. Farkas, Vilkas and Aela were at the stables seeing her off.
"You think I start the fight? They're the ones trying to kill me first!" Hana wined. She really regretted letting her brother take her horse. She did hear of some mages able to conjure a horse, how handy would that be for her.
"Vilkas she will be fine," Aela butted in, rolling her eyes under her green striped war paint. "Who knows, I might actually be able to get more sleep than usual since you and Hana aren't in the same room for a while."
Hana could feel the blush spreading over her cheeks, earning a laugh from Farkas. "Ha well I best be off, the sooner I get back, the sooner I get to annoy you Aela," Hana smirked down at her shield-sister. Hana was still wearing the ring that Aela had given her, as well as the pendant.
"Remember bring us back anything interesting!" Farkas chuckled.
"Okay a giant spider it is Farkas," Hana laughed as she mounted the horse. Vilkas started laughing as Farkas expression changed from Joy to absolute fear.
"Okay off with you," Farkas growled, shooing her off with his large paws.
"I'm going, I'm going. See you all in a few days hopefully!" Hana cheered as she kicked her horse along the road towards Markharth. Soon the walls of Whiterun disappeared behind her as she ventured along the stone roads.
She was hoping that it only take a day or two with Sky Haven temple then another day for the witches heads, then she would be able to return back to Jorrvaskrr. A cold wind lashed at Hana as she road, making her pull her pelt over her shoulders more as she rode.
The weather had been shocking lately, either raining or extremely windy, not to mention the storms.
Stars started to appear above Hana as she rode closer Falkreath Hold. She slowed her horse and eventually stopped, making camp near a small stream. Starting a fire to warm herself and unrolling her sleeping bag, she sat down grabbing out her knew journal, and started sketching.
0o0
"Scared if a little fire Delphine?" Hana smirked at the Blade member.
"Just find a way for us to cross this already Hana," Delphine snorted back at her, crossing her arms over her chest.
Oh how Hana didn't miss the Breton. On the floor pressure plates littered the tiles, each with different markings. Hana spotted what looked to be the same symbol from earlier, helping to get the drop bridge down.
"Are you idiots or something?" Hana chimed stepping on each tile to the pull chain from across the room. The ride to the temple was boring to say the least. She met no one along the roads and didn't even encounter any animals or enemies, that was a first. Then she met up with Esbern and Delphine. Esbern was nice to her of course but Delphine just spat at her for not getting there earlier.
"Thank you Hana, we must be nearing the entrance to the temple," The old man cheered, passing Hana through to the next door way. They walked less than a few metres before they entered a large room. Large braziers lit up as they walked through the room, illuminating a large sculptured head against the back wall.
"I swear if I have to run around like a mad man for a door," Hana cut in, her voice echoing around the room.
"No need for that Hana. You see how the ancient Blades revered Reman Cyrodiil. This whole place appears to be shrine to Reman. He ended the Akiviri invasion under mysterious circumstances, you recall. After the so-called "battle" of Pale Pass, the Akiviri went into his service. This was the foundation stone of the Second Empire. If you look here there's a blood seal, no doubt triggered from the blood of the Dragonborn."
"Say no more old man," Hana sighed, taking off her ebony gauntlet revealing her skin. She tucked her gauntlet under her arm and made a small cut in her palm, letting the blood trickle off her hand and onto the seal.
A small light appeared around the rim of the blood seal, then the sound of stone shifting made Hana look up as she wrapped a small clothe around her cut, placing her gauntlet back on shortly after. The old man was ranting about some history, which Hana could care less of right now.
Hana walked up the passage way, behind Delphine and Esbern. As they walked, small torches lit the way through the winding stairs towards a large set of doors, marked with different symbols and carvings.
"Shor's bones! Here it is! Alduin's Wall… so well preserved… I've never seen a finer example of early second era Akiviri sculptural relief," Esbern ranted on.
"Um hello? Esbern back to Skyirm please, we need information," Hana sighed. This was going to take a while.
0o0
"A shout seriously? Why can't this shit be easy. Finding those things aren't easy Delphine!" Hana complained as they walked back down the stairs to the entrance of the temple. Esbern had explained that she needed to find a shout that they used to defeat Alduin, which now it was probably lost.
"Well who do you think would know about a shout like that hmm?" Delphine rose an eyebrow towards Hana.
"What do you have against the Greybeards Delphine?" Hana spat at her.
"If they had their way, you'd do nothing but sit up on their mountain with them and talk to the sky or whatever they so. They're so afraid of power they won't use it. Think about it. Have they tried to stop the civil war, or done anything about Alduin?"
It took the strength for Hana not to bash her skull into the ancient walls of the temple. "It's none of their business about the civil war and Alduin? Like you could defeat him in your state," Hana hissed at the Blade. When this whole business is done with, Delphine better look out.
0o0
"Farkas you ice-brain! It's just a small spider. Get over it," Vilkas huffed as he walked past him brothers room. It had been about two days since Hana had left and things had gone back to normal. Farkas complaining about spiders, Aela boasting about her Archery, Njada trying to oone of the others. Welcome to hall of The Companions.
"Please brother, just get rid of it!" Farkas whined at him brother. Vilkas just rolled his eyes, walking away with the spider.
"There you big baby, it's gone," Vilkas scowled and walked back up to the mead hall. Not even ten minutes later, the great wooden doors of the hall opened and a masked figure walked in. Vilkas stood, clutching his hilted sword.
"Where is she!" The figure growled. Ripping off their mask, their dusty blonde hair fell out of a bun.
"What the hell are you going on about woman?" Vilkas growled. He looked at her, then realised that there was only one person with that attitude and that short. Grace.
"She jinxed me! Hana! You bitch where are you!" She howled, thrashing out at the air.
"Farkas!" Vilkas yelled, as Grace started walking towards him. Shit she was scary Breton when she was mad. "How did Hana jinx you?"
"DON'T GET SHOT BY AN ARROW SHE SAID! DON'T DIE IN A CRYPT SHE SAID! I BLOODY HELL ALMOST DIED IN THERE!" Grace raged, and seconds later tripped over a loose floorboard, falling to the ground unconscious.
"What it is brother…" Farkas raced up the stairs and saw Grace's sleeping form on the ground.
"I didn't do that, she did it herself," Vilkas threw his hands up into the air. "Take her down to Hana's room. Hopefully she won't try and kill us when she wakes up."
0o0
Hana decided that she would go to High Hrothgar after stopping by Whiterun, mainly so she could get rid of the witch's heads she had stuffed into a bag.
They were disgusting and smelt of death as she walked closer to the city. She had lost her horse thanks to a bandit attack just past the Glenmoril Coven, she just hoped that Lockan hadn't killed her horse.
Another storm was passing over head, the icy sheets of rain hammering down at Hana. Where the shining stars were meant to be were replaced by thick grey clouds, letting go of its onslaught. The rain seeped down through her armour, making her shiver slightly. Not long now till she would be able to get back to Jorrvaskrr.
Nearing the walls of the city, there were hardly any guards around the gates. Odd. More thunder roared over head as she entered the gates of the city. No one was walking around the city, all doors locked.
Hana quickened her pace to the Wind District. While walking up the stairs, she passed a guard. "What's going on?" Hana asked the female guard.
"I'm sorry for your loss Companion," The guard sighed and walked on. Loss? Hana's heart started to beat faster as she increased her pace towards the hall. Thunder rumbled above her, as she walked began to walk up the stairs towards Jorrvaskrr. She notice Aela and Torvar were standing out on the steps, swords raised and blood on their faces.
"Hana, thank gods your back. That should be the last of the Silver Hand. You better hurry in on inside," Aela commanded her. Hana just nodded and leapt up the stairs, holding the heads tighter in the bag.
She slowly opened the doors into the hall, dropping all her equipment when she looked around Jorrvaskrr. Dead Silver Hand littered the ground, blood over the floorboards. The one body that everyone was standing around, was Kodlak. He was dead.
Hana looked over to Farkas, who was just sitting there, no expression on his face, a single tear rolling down. She glanced over to Vilkas who had just seen her enter. He looked terrible, his black war paint running down his cheeks, his hair a complete mess and his armour covered in blood. All the blood drained from her face in shock.
He stormed over to her, stopping a metre away from her. "Where in oblivion where you!" He growled at her.
Hana's hands were trembling at this point, looking down at the ground, "You know exactly where I was. What happened here?" She asked in a sheepish voice.
"I'll tell you what happened woman. The Silver Hand attacked this place, the night that Kodlak had decided to come up to the hall. And the one time you aren't here, you couldn't help protect him." Vilkas snarled down at her.
"You can't just blame me for this Vilkas! I wasn't even here!" She spat back, her lips turning into a snarl. He had never acted like this with her before, not even when Skjor died. Her stomach was churning, pushing back the urge to melt down into tears.
"Yes I can! You should have been here instead you were off frolicking around Skyrim like the high and mighty Dragonborn does!" He yelled at her.
"Vilkas!" A voice came from in front of her, but she was too focused on screaming at Vilkas.
"You flea ridden bastard! I was off doing a task for Kodlak in the first place. You don't think I didn't want to be here? I would have stayed here but no, I was off trying to stop a damned fucking lizard destroying the world! Stop blaming me when you should be blaming yourself!" She screamed at him. Hana reached for her pendant that Vilkas had given her the day before she left. She looked around the room and saw Grace, standing in the corner, witnessing everything. She wasn't going to put up with this, being blamed for something she wouldn't have been able to stop. She pulled the pendant from her neck and held it in her palm. "If your going to blame me for everything that goes wrong Vilkas, then that's fine. I'm done with the Companions and I'M DONE WITH YOU!" She threw the pendant to the ground, grabbing her gear and left the hall. Tears started falling down her face as she ran further away from the hall, heading some place other than there.