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บท 499: Morning After Prick

"Where is he now, might I ask? Was he injured?"

Irileth turns towards the Companions present, "Indeed, where is Surtr? As far as I'm away he wasn't grievously injured, where is he?"

The Companions glance at one another, unsure what to say, but are luckily saved as Shakeesh enters the room. "Apologies my Jarl, Surtr appears to have broken some ribs and taken a knock to his head during the fight. I've left him in Jorrvaskr with some potions and a healer to recover."

"Hmm, I'd have you all give a full description of the battle, but I imagine I'll be hearing it from every tavern soon enough. Have Surtr come to Dragonsreach once he has recovered, for now... Irileth, send reparations to the families of the men who didn't make it. Proventus, have everyone who participated in the city's defence rewarded, Surtr especially for dealing the final blow."

""At once my Jarl""

Balgruuf looks to everyone else, "You are all free to make merry, thank you and congratulations for slaying one of the most terrible threats to Whiterun in over several thousand years. You all have my utmost respect!"

"Cheers to that! Let's grab some drinks! I've got some stories to tell and women to bed! Think of that, me, a dragon slayer!"

"Dumb ass, the Dragonborn slew the dragon, we were just running and trying not to get crushed."

"Dragon Slayer by Accomplice?"

"Dragon stabber, not slayer. That's the best you're gonna get out of me. Unless you'd rather have me cock-block you tonight and every other night."

"Fine, but if you do talk, I'll accidentally mention the fact that you pissed yourself!"

"It was only a dribble!... I mean, it was blood! From the battle!"

Aela shakes her head at the glory hounds as they make their way to the various inns, she and the Companions instead head to Jorrvaskr, intent to celebrate amount friends and allies, plus, they were eager to speak to Surtr on the subject of him being Dragonborn.

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The next morning Saeko blinks her eyes and slowly wakes up, pushing herself off of the matted stone slab that lay in the Temple of Kynareth.

"Ah! You're awake!" Danica Pure-Spring, the Head Priestess of the temple greets, smiling as she looks the swordsman over.

Saeko runs a hair through her bloodied and matted hair, still stained with dragon blood, "Where am I? Did we slay the dragon?"

Danica enthusiastically nods, "We did! It's the word of the town how you cut the beast's wing off with a single strike! Truly, on behalf of Whiterun and all the people who live here, thank you for protecting us!"

Saeko numbly nods, receiving thanks for very common for her both during her time in the Companions and in Hammerfell. "I see. And, where is my friend? The Redguard called Raiden?"

"I... He visited last night to check on you, I imagine he got caught up in the merriment last night... It's not every day a dragon is slain after all, neither is the discovery of a Dragonborn in our midst!... Who could have known that Surtr was a being of legend! He seemed like a normal young man to me!"

...

"Dragonborn?" she questions,

"No, THE Dragonborn! the one of legend! Born from Akatosh himself, a mortal with the soul of a dragon! Kyne bless us, he's the solution to Skyrim's problems, our saviour!"

...

Saeko shakes her head, getting to her feet while checking herself over... Other than being filthy and having some of her hair singed, she was fine... Though, she'd need to look for where her sword went...

She remembered summoning a spirit sword, her Shehai, something only the powerful Ansei could do. But she also remembered how taxing it was to use, meaning she'd need a weapon beside it so she wouldn't pass out while dealing with weaklings.

She didn't really care about this 'Dragonborn' either, as far as she was concerned, he was just a guy with a special physique until he'd proven himself otherwise... The fact that she'd done half the job for him withstanding.

Now, where to find her wayward friend?

It isn't long before she locates Raiden in a room in the Bannered Mare, one Nord woman and a Redguard in each arm as he lies in bed...

*Ahem!*

"W-who?" Raiden asks as he cracks an eye open, sporting Saeko with her arms folded. "Hmph, looks like you've caught me with my underclothes down. Do you want to join or...?"

Saeko shakes her head, "Just coming to see the mast-, hm, student. As I recall, I'm now an Ansei, and you're still..."

Raiden gives a low chuckle, "Yes, yes... Now could you leave me and these two ladies? I believe you have someone to locate of your own, no?"

She nods, "I'll go ask at Jorrvaskr, you just... Do whatever you're doing." she says as she leaves.

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At the same time, Surtr hadn't slept a wink at all. While his physical wounds had been healed, he'd been going over his many new memories for the entire night. Sure, he had thrown a bedside table at some of the more noisy bugs that approached him, but he was beginning to settle down.

Even after staying up all night, he found that he wasn't tired at all... Indeed, now that he'd had time to process things, he felt better than he ever had before!

He gets up and opens the door of his room, coming face to face with Jackle who quickly shifts her weight to lean on the wall... Had she been waiting outside of his room?

"Kehlo-...*Ahem*" he coughs into his fist after misspeaking, "What do you want?"

"Surtr, you've been acting like, well, like an arrogant fool since the battle. Big deal, you're the Dragonborn, but acting like you're above everyone else-"

"What. Do. You. Want." he growls.


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บท 500: At first sight.

"What. Do. You. Want." Surtr growls, only to be punched in the face by the annoyed orc woman.

*Thud*

Surtr stumbles back from the abrupt punch, glaring daggers at Jackle. "You..."

"You want another? You're a dragon without scales, by Malacath I'll ram my fist up your ass to tear out that stick that's found its way in there!"

Surtr grabs her and punches her in the face, wrenching her head sideways as he throws two more for good measure. Each punch echoes through the hall, far stronger than Jackle's earlier one.

Eventually, she comes to, bringing her arms up to defend herself from acquiring more than just a bloody face. "You want a fight!? Fine!"

The two begin brawling, their skill with fist fighting was around even, and while Surtr was now stronger than her, he found his feet uncomfortable to use... His muscle memory was affected by that of the dragon he'd absorbed.

Their fight continues up the stairs and into the hall where many others were having their hang-over breakfasts.

"Oi, we've got a fight here! Hah! You think Jackle found her way into his bed or something!?" Torvar, one of the recent recruits laughs.

Shakeesh steps forwards, "Surtr! Jackle! What're you doing!?"

"This arrogant fool thinks he's better than the rest of us! I'm not having it!" Jackle shouts as she throws a haymaker that barely misses its mark.

"You attackED me, you damned pig!" he Surtr growls in response, grabbing Jackle and throwing her over a table, knocking over all the food and cutlery in the process.

"MY DRINK!" Farkas exclaims as his mug of cider tumbles into the fire.

"JUST, GO, DOWN!" Surtr shouts as he pummels Jackle to the floor, the orc going still as she loses unconsciousness... The Dragonborn doesn't stop however, continuing to strike her despite her state.

"SHE'S DOWN, GET OFF OF HER ALREADY!" Farkas exclaims as he and many other Companions pull Surtr away, not willing to just let the guy murder one of their Shield-Sisters.

"I'LL FIGHT YOU ALL! GET YOUR DIRTY HANDS OFF OF ME!" Surtr shouts, flailing his arms and knocking a few to the side in his rage. Who to pause when his eyes feet the purple-haired girl who'd just entered the hall.

...

"Should I come back later?" she asks, causing everyone else to follow Surtr's gaze.

"Saeko! You're upright and not dead!" Farkas barks as he walks over and hugs her.

"That's great, but if you're busy I'll come back later..." Saeko says, gesturing her head at Surtr who was still being held.

The Dragonborn numbly looks around, the people holding him, then at Jackle on the floor, realization striking him. This wasn't him... Why did he beat his friend so viciously? Would he do it again?... How would the swordswoman view him?

"I..."

"You're batshit insane, that or affected by whatever the dragon did! Or that soul-stealing whatever!" Vilkas says as he walks over to Jackle and begins looking her over.

"So, I can tell you aren't just here to greet some friends." Farkas says to Saeko.

She shakes her head, "I am, but, I also want to know the status of Michael. Have you heard from him?"

Farkas nods, "He was here a couple days ago, spoke to Vilkas about the dragon attack on Dawnstar. Wait here long enough and he'll be back, something's got him coming back." he shrugs his shoulders.

Saeko hums, "So I just missed him..."

"Brings his elf lover with him too, Tiffania, you two friends? Gentle as a butterfly that one... I'm more interested in what you've been doing, I've heard some things from Hammerfel about a purple-haired swordsman tearing through Thalmor like wheat..."

Saeko's eyes sharpen, "Did he... Thanks for letting me know. I'll catch up later with you if I have time..."

"Y-you... You cut the dragon's wing off." Surtr says as he approaches, the other Companions looking warily at him, fearing he might attack Saeko.

"I did, why?" she curtly replies, not a fan of the man attacking Jackle, who she'd known during her stay in Jorrvaskr.

Surtr pauses, unsure of what to say next, "I, saw it. You were... Superb, that attack-..." he trails off...

"If that's all?" Saeko neutrally asks.

"No, I... I would like to invite you to drink-, I mean, to eat..." Surtr attempts, but by Saeko's cold look, he'd clearly failed.

"I would rather not. Thank you for the offer though." she says as she walks away, wishing to wait for a day or two to see if Michael would visit Whiterun again. If that failed she'd send a Courier, to stop them from going back and forth like headless chickens... Michael could teleport after all, and she couldn't.

"Aye... I'll see you later." Surtr replies, ignoring or not noticing Saeko's dismissal of him.

Farkas looks at him as Saeko leaves, "You, me, Kodlak and Jackle need to talk. Unless you want to fight me while you're at it?"

Surtr shakes his head, "No, I've realised my mistake. That shouldn't have happened... Will..."

"Will Jackle be ok? Probably, I've seen her take wor-"

"Will that woman, Saeko, be back?"

...

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Michael strolls through Whiterun alone, a frown on his face as he glances around at the happy people... "A dragon attack, yet no one is shitting themselves..." he snaps his fingers, "I fucking missed it!"

"Hold on partner, I thought you didn't want to get involved with this sort of thing?" Derflinger inquires from his hip.

"I did say that, but I wanted to see how the Dragonborn and everyone else was going to deal with a dragon... They SHOULD NOT have been able to kill a single one! Trust me, dragons aren't anything to take lightly!"

"Well, maybe this 'Dragonborn' stuff has something to it?"

Michael rubs the bridge of his nose, "Yeah, probably, but I wanted to see it in action... Is it just plot armour, luck? Or does that guy have some hidden talents that only come to light against dragons?"

"Well... When you put it like that... Too bad you missed it, huh?"


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