It had been over a year since Gromar returned to Windhelm to serve Yarl Ulfric. The Yarl didn't send him out on major battles, he mainly just sent him out to keep guard at their holds or do patrols at the camps. He understood why the Yarl was holding back on him, he was just an old soldier after all. Gromar didn't really mind anyways, he spent most of his time finding out information about June and where she was. He had contacts out there to tell him if they see her and heard anything. It's been a while since he heard anything and it's started to make him worry.
Gromar was in the barracks at the palace in Windhelm. He had just finished resting and was now putting his armor back on. His bones ached from the cold and old age. He finished lacing his boots and stood up from the bed. He grabbed his hair tie and tied his hair back into a pony tail. He grabbed his sword and placed it in its sheath. "Heading out again?" Ralof asked him.
Ralof was one of the few who had actually met with June. He was the one who she escaped with, though their time together was short Ralof would never forget her. Ralof was also the only one who knew that June was Gromar's daughter. Gromar didn't mean to tell him, it was an accident after one too many pints of mead but luckily Ralof said he would keep it to himself. It was good that Gromar found out that Ralof knew her anyways so it wasn't so much as a big deal as he thought it was in the beginning.
"I don't know yet. I was about to see if Yarl Ulfric had anything else for me." Gromar answered. "Well hopefully it's not a piss job like mapping the areas." Ralof chuckled. Gromar just replied with a smile and than left the room. He walked down the long hallway and than up a small set of stairs that led to the door to the main hall. He opened the door and entered the room.
Once he did the big doors at the entrance quickly flew open. Gromar jumped and turned to look to see who it was. He saw a couple of young men rush in and than he saw a familiar woman walk out from behind them. It took him a moment to realize who she was and once he did he quickly backed up into the doorway and hid. It was the young woman from the Inn in Winterhold and a year ago he saw her with his daughter here in the palace. He hid than too.
Gromar felt like a coward as he remembered the way he hid from his own daughter. He just felt like it wasn't time yet for them to meet. 'Wait..' He looked around them and noticed that June was not with her but..Two strange men were. Did they perhaps go separate ways? No, they seemed close than. "Sera." He jumped hearing Ulfrics loud voice echo in the large room. "It's been a long time." Ulfric sat up in his throne and watched her and the two strangers walk up to him. "Why are you here?" He asked them. "We need your help." Seradia answered him.
Ulfric raised an eyebrow at her a bit surprised. "Really now? What might you need help with?" A small smile appeared on his face. Vilkas sneered at him. It looked like Ulfric was enjoying this already. "It's about June." That was all Seradia had to say to make Ulfric take her seriously. "What about June?" He sat up and furrowed his eyebrows down.
June has helped Ulfric many times. If it wasn't for her they would of never gotten their excellent spot at Markarth. 'June?' Gromar furrowed his eyebrows down as he listened in more. "She's in trouble and we need your help." Seradia sounded like she was almost begging. Ulfric examined her for a moment and thatn got up from his chair. "This way." He walked down the steps and turned going into his war room with the three right behind him.
Once they entered the room Gromar quickly and quietly walked towards the room. He leaned his back against the wall right next to the doorway. "So what's June got herself into now?" Ulfric asked. "She's been taken by Thalmor and we think she's taking them to one of their bases." Seradia quickly explained. Ulfric furrowed his eyebrows down again as he tried to process it. "The Thalmor?" He rubbed his beard.
Gromar's eyes widened once he heard. 'But why?' He looked down at the floor with his eyebrows furrowed down. "I suppose that's not too surprising.." Ulfric murmured to himself. "She did help me in taking over most of their bases." Ulfric leaned forward on the war table and examined the map. "Which is why I came to you. You've taken out most of them right?" Seradia asked. "Almost. We think that there is at least one more around our area but it's been hard to find." Ulfric answered. "That just great.."Vilkas sighed frustrated.
"Well..I might have some idea." Ulfric looked at Vilkas. A small smile appeared on Seradia's face. "If the are base is hard to find than how do you know?" Vilkas crossed his arms. "We have an idea where it might be by the activity in the area." Ulfric pointed at a marker on the map. "But that's just an idea." Vilkas rubbed his forehead. Ulfric furrowed his eyebrows down at Vilkas and didn't like the way he was acting towards him. "An idea is better than nothing Vilkas." Seradia glared at him a little. Vilkas looked at her and than quickly looked away, he hated the fact that they were asking this man for help.
"A couple days ago I've sent some scouts out to investigate. Hopefully soon we will hear back from them." Ulfric stood up straight. Vilkas let out a loud sigh. "Something the problem boy?" Ulfric crossed his arms. "We don't have a "couple" more days. It's already been almost a week since the Thalmor took her. How much longer do you thinks he has?" Vilkas put his hands on the table and leaned forward looking at Ulfric. Ulfric just raised an eyebrow at him. 'A week?!' A pit formed in Gromar's stomach. Just thinking about the things that they could be doing to her made him sick. He had to help.
"Well if you're that impatient than I could give you the location I sent our scouts and go find it for yourself." Ulfric raised an eyebrow. "We would appreciate it Ulfric." Seradia quickly replied before Vilkas could. Ulfric nodded and turned around walking to a desk. He opened the top drawer and pulled out a map of the area. He circled the location. "This is where the camp we have set up is." He gave Seradia the map.
"Excuse me." Gromar quickly walked into the room. Everybody looked at him, Seradia blinked as she examined him. She recognized him from the Inn at Winterhold. "What is it Gromar?" Ulfric asked. "I want to come with you." He looked at him them all. Vilkas furrowed his eyebrows down at him. "Why?" He asked. "Because.." Gromar hesitated as he saw that everybody's eyes were on him. "Because June is my daughter.." He slowly answered. Everyone looked at him surprised, especially Vilkas. He remembered how June told him that her father was lost in the great war but..he's alive..
"You never told me this." Ulfric finally broke the silence. "Barely anyone knows this." Gromar replied. "Hmm.." Ulfric rubbed his beard. "So please you must let me help." Gromar pleaded to Ulfric. "It's not up to me." He nudged his head towards the three. Gromar's eyes went to them. They were staring at him still surprised. "I..I don't know..." Seradia looked at Vilkas and Farkas. "She's my daughter." Gromar pleaded again. Vilkas and Farkas exchanged looks and than looked back at him. "Alright." Vilkas nodded. Groma smiled in relief. "Allow me to gather my things and I will meet you at the stables outside." Gromar quickly turned around and left the room. Once he did everybody exchanged glances.
Ten minutes gone by and they were still standing by the stables. "Do you think he's telling the truth?" Farkas asked them. "I don't see why he would lie about it.." Seradia looked down at the ground. "We don't know anything yet. Let's just be careful." Vilkas crossed his arms. They nodded. "Or you could just ask me." Gromar walked up behind him making Vilkas jump. Vilkas quickly turned around. "Sorry it's just-" Gromar held up his hand making Vilkas stop. "Don't worry about it. I understand." Gromar smiled.
"June told me that you died in the war. But you clearly didn't." Vilkas got straight to it. "Death would of been a mercy. Which is a word that they seem to not know." Gromar sighed. They looked at him confused. "A few months after I left my family I was captured by the Thalmor. They attacked our camp while we were sleeping. Instead of killing me like the others they took me in for questioning. I was trapped there for..Gods I don't even know." Gromar rubbed the back of his head as he looked down at the ground.
"I was rescued by the Stormcloaks which is why I joined them. I went back to my home but it was gone but I found out that June was still alive from this young lady here." He motioned his hand towards Seradia. "So that's why you were looking for her." Seradia tapped her chin. "Yes. After I found out she was the Dragonborn I decided that it was best that we didn't meet yet. Well until now. If the Thalmor have her than I will do what I can to free her. I know how they work in getting..information..If that's even what they want from her.." Gromar the pit return to his stomach.
Vilkas clenched his jaw as he started to think about it. "So now you know my relationship with June. May I ask of your owns?" He looked up at them. They all exchanged glances and than looked at him. "We're her friends. We've all known June for a long time now." Seradia answered him. "I see." Gormar examined them for a bit and than smiled. Seradia looked at him confused. "Well, it's good to know that she wasn't alone all these years." Gormar walked past them. They watched him for a moment and than followed. "We better get moving if we want to get their before anything happens. They all nodded and followed close behind him.