After they left they had to make their way to Kynesgrove to meet back up with Ginji. The natives of Skyrim were not too fond of a Khajiit especially Windhelm so he thought it best he stay far away as he could from it. Kynesgrove was only a few miles away from Windhelm so it didn't take long for them to reach it. The hole way there Vilkas couldn't take his eyes off of Gromar. June never spoke of her father and now was his chance to find out what kind of a man he was but he wasn't sure how to go about it.
Vilkas lost his own father to the Great War and he wondered if maybe if Gromar knew him. The warmth from the Inn was a welcoming feeling when they got inside from the cold. Seradia looked around and she saw Ginji was sitting at one of the tables, it seemed like no one was bothering him. Ginji's ears twitched as he heard the door open and close. He turned seeing that they finally returned and brought a stranger with them.
Ginji got up from his seat and walked over. "Who is this?" He asked as he examined Gromar. "This is.." Seradia looked at Gromar. "My name is Gromar, I am June's father." He answered him. Ginji looked at him in disbelief. "That's not possible." Ginji's ears went down. "Her family was killed by bandits." Ginji looked the stranger from head to toe. 'So that's what happened there..' Gromar clenched his jaw as he imagined it in his mind. "Well..Not everyone.." He cleared his throat. "Before any of that happend I was sent to war." Gromar quickly explained.
"And you've been alive this hole time?" Ginji glared at him. "Well-" Ginji cut him off. "I don't want to hear any excuses. We don't have time for it. Right now you are not important to me." Ginji hissed his words. Gromar winced as if he had been stabbed in the chest. "Now. Please tell me you have some news." He looked over at Seradia. She examined him a bit surprised by his attitude towards Gromar but than slowly nodded. "Good. I've bought a room so we can discuss it in private, this way." With out another glance Ginji just started walking with them right behind him.
Once they entered the room Ginji shut the door behind them. "We have a map where the Stormcloaks are camped at. Their near an area they believe is the last base of the Thalmor. I bet it's their main one too." Seradia pulled out the map and spread it out on the table. She pointed at the circled area. Ginji rubbed his chin as he examined it. "It looks like it's not too far away, maybe a days journey if we leave first thing in the morning." Ginji kept looking at the map. "In the morning?" Vilkas furrowed his eyebrows down. "Yes in the morning." Ginji sighed. "Why not now?" Vilkas crossed his arms. "Because I may have night vision but it doesn't mean you guys do. Besides that it's blowing snow out there and even I get cold." Ginji stood up straight.
Vilkas let out an annoyed sigh. "Fine." He turned around and left the room. He went up to the counter buying a few rooms for them and Gromar. Seradia rolled the map back up and gave Ginji a small smile and than left the room. Gromar and Farkas both walked out behind her. Gromar looked up seeing Vilkas already go into one of the rooms.
"Can I ask you something?" Gromar looked to Farkas. "Yeah." Farkas replied. "I've noticed how..What's his name? Vilkas. Has been acting when it comes to June. Are they?" Gromar asked. "Oh no. But I'm sure Vilkas wants them to be. He's cared about her for a long time." Farkas couldn't help but chuckle. "I see.." Gromar rubbed his beard and just stood there for a moment thinking. He than walked away and went into one of the room that Vilkas bought.
It had been a little over a week since they brought June here. Of course they kept her head covered like the others did so she wouldn't know where they were taking her. The moment they got there they took her into some kind of torture chamber and tied her to a table. She was weak, and her body ached in pain. They kept asking questions that she didn't have answers too and they didn't like that. Not only that, she's overheard them talking many times about having some kind of plan for her. She didn't like that and she knew that she wasn't going to last much longer.
She forgot how long it had been since she ate anything. The fact that she hasn't died from starvation yet was very surprising. June heard the door open and slam shut. She slowly opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling. The footsteps were slow but she knew it was the same elf as before. He was an expert at his job. "New day. New questions. New scars." The Thalmor torturer laughed as he walked over to a table that had all his little toys on it.
June sneered at him. She tried to move but her body was too weak. The Thalmor grabbed his knife and put it to her throat. "Tell me where the blades are." The tip of the knife hit her skin. "Why do you care about the blades?" She furrowed her eyebrows down at him. "They're a menace that needs to be taken care of." He dug the knife into her skin a little. "So tell me where they are." June winced in pain but kept her mouth shut. He sighed aggravated. "You really want to do this all over again? How much longer do you think you'll last?" He gave her a small cut on the neck.
She tensed up from it but tried to ignore the stinging pain from it. Her and the blades didn't get a long ever since they told her to kill Paarthurnax and she refused they haven't spoken. But it didn't mean she would give them up so easily. "Tell me where they are now!" He yelled. June looked away for a moment and than looked back at him. "Alright." Her face was serious. He looked at her a bit surprised and than a small grin came across his face. "I'm having a hard time speak, come closer." She whispered in a raspy voice.
The torturer raised an eyebrow and brought his face closer to hers. Once it got close enough she spit on him. "Ah!" He quickly stumbled back and wiped his face off. June laughed at him. He glared at her deeply, he walked back up to the table and slapped her hard across the face. He than grabbed her throat slightly choking her and brought his face back to hers. "You will break." He hissed through his teeth. "Never." June choked. He quickly sat up and was about to slap her again but the door opening behind him made him jump and turn around.
June slightly looked over and saw that it was Elenwen but there was someone else behind her. She couldn't quite see who it was till he stepped out from behind her. It was Ancano. When he saw her his eyes widened. From that she knew he had no idea she was here. "I have need of you Aron." Elenwen was talking to the torturer. "So tell me Elenwen!" June suddenly yelled making them all jump. She looked over at her. "Why send your lap dogs to do your dirty work for you? Why not come to me yourself?" June had a grin on her face.
"Hmph." Elenwen examined her as she slowly walked over. "I'd rather not get my hands dirty." Elenwen examined June's wounds. "Dirtier than they already are?" June raised an eyebrow at her. "You have blood on your hands that doesn't show. That's worse than killing others yourself." June's grin slowly disappeared. "Mock all you want, it will do you no good here." Elenwen grabbed June's face and turned it to the side so she could see the forming bruise that was given to her just moments ago. "Soon nothing you do will matter." Elenwen let go of June's face and wiped her hand off. "What's that suppose to mean?" June slowly looked back at her.
Elenwen chuckled as she put the rag back down on the table. She got back closer to June and leaned down close to her face. "It means soon we will have a force that no one will be able to break. Our time is coming. Neither the Empire or the Stormcloaks will be able to stop us. Not even you." The grin grew on her face as she slowly stood up straight. "Too bad you won't be there to see it." Elenwen turned around and walked away. June blinked and watched her in confusion.
June didn't know what was going on but she had a bad feeling about it all. "Ancano. Stay here and see if you can get anything else from her." Elenwen ordered. Ancano looked at her surprised and than slowly nodded. Her and the one named Aron left the room. Ancano looked up at her and slowly walked over. "You've been dreaming about this moment haven't you?" June asked with a chuckle. "Not exactly." Ancano sighed.
June looked at him a bit surprised but than just looked away from him. Ancano just stood there for a moment thinking. "It must of taken a lot to capture you." He slowly spoke. June didn't reply. "Did anyone..get caught in the cross fire?" He hesitantly asked. June looked at him surprised again. "Did Sera-" He cut himself off. "No." June quickly answered. He looked up at her. "No one was with me. I was ambushed alone. She is probably looking for me though." June examined his face. He looked away again and nodded. He looked relieved.
"So are you going to get to work?" June raised an eyebrow at him. "No." Ancano surprised her again. He just sat down in a chair that was next to the torture table. "Okay? Than can you tell me anything about what they want? I imagined they wanted my head for all the things I did but..." June trailed off. "I don't know. I'm not told much anymore ever sicne the insident in the college." Ancano leaned forward resting his hands on his knees. "I do know that they blame you for a lot of things and know that you know a lot." Ancano looked down at the floor.
"Like what?" June furrowed her eyebrows down. "Like where your father is." Ancano answered. June looked at him confused. "My..Father?" She slowly asked. "My father is dead." She stated. "No he's not." Ancano looked up at her. "He escaped us years ago, we think that the Stormcloaks rescued him." Ancano explained. "You must be mistaken than because my father did die." June was still in disbelief. "How would the Thalmor even know he was my father?" June asked. "Because we know he's been asking around about you for a long time now. We do have our contacts." Ancano looked back down at the floor.
June looked up at the ceiling trying to process it all. "Why would you tell me this?" She asked. Ancano just shrugged. "I'm not sure of anything anymore." He sighed. He surprised her. Something had changed in him, he wasn't as hateful as he used to be. "I still don't believe you." June could feel her anxiety rise and her stomach start to feel weird. 'He must be mistaken..'
After what seemed like hours of wondering around they finally found the Stormcloak camp. When they approached it the Stormcloaks warned them to leave but than they saw Gromar and allowed them in. "So you're looking for the base too huh?" The commander of that camp asked them. They were all in his tent. The tent was large enough to have a table in the middle of it. "That's right." Gromar answered.
"Why if I may ask?" The commander raised an eyebrow at them. "They have our friend in there. We need to get her back." Seradia answered him. "I see." He rubbed his beard as he examined her. "Well, we've been out here for weeks with nothing. Until yesterday." A small smile appeared on his face. "Let me see that map that Ulfric gave you." He held out his hand. Seradia pulled out the map and gave it to him.
He spread it out on the table and pointed at a spot that was inside the circle that Ulfric made. "This is where we think they are. We've found tracks and trails leading to it." He explained. "How sure of this are you?" Vilkas asked crossing his arms. "We're very sure of this. I have a couple scouts-" He was cut off by two men rushing into the tent. "Sir!" They went right to him. "Speaking of the devils." He stood up straight and looked at them. "Report." He placed his hands behind his back.
"While we were scouting we saw Thalmor right out of the forest. We followed the trail back and found their base!" The scout had a small smile on his face. "Excellent!" The commander smiled. It seemed like at the same time Seradia and the others felt relieved and excited. "We need to go now." Vilkas started to walk out of the tent but the commander quickly walked around the table and stopped him. "No. You won't leave till we do." He said. Vilkas turned around and furrowed his eyebrows down at him. "What? Why?" He asked.
"Because if you get caught and you WILL get caught they will use your trail to get back to us. So you go when we go." He let go of his shoulder. Vilkas growled and stormed out. The others watched him and than turned back to the commander. "So when do we go?" Gromar asked. "Tonight. It's easier to take out their guards at night. They have less of them than." The commander smiled. "Come over here. I'll go over the plan with you." He walked back to the table and the others joined him.