#sisterofsmash

Seewul hadn’t spoken to Korgul’s sister much if at all before, and thus was surprised when she approached him and placed a ring of flowers on his head while he sat in the main hall of Jorrvaskr. He was silent for a moment, before he looked at Zhugul, his head tilting somewhat, though not enough to risk the flowers falling off of his head.

Nidhel left, off to look for her sister.

Zhugul however, leaned against the wall, swaying side to side slightly.

“I may try and enter the Tourney in Chorrol this year.” She winked at him this time, then tapped him on the chest, “I’m better than my brother at axe and shield on foot. Better prepare, handsome.” Her eyes danced with a wicked light, “Cause if you enter again, you’re mine.”

Herryk blinked a bit, she was a sibling of a shield-sibling but was she a Companion? If not he wasn’t sure how she’d be allowed to enter, not unless the Tourney was going to be open. Regardless, a rush of competitive feelings came over him as a smile drew across his face.

They were bickering already. He resisted the urge to beat both of them. Marush, because the runt would whine about it for two years at least, Zhugul, well, because she had dealt with Draznir. He wouldn't hit her for anything short of slicing him or someone he loved. But, Malacath's balls they were loud and annoying when they were together. Finally, he whirled around, a loud snarl cutting them both off from whatever they were about to say. 

"I swear I will leave you both here. I have the troll fat, I have the daedra heart," No small amount of gold that had cost him. But it was better than having to fight one, even if he had back up, "I know where the shrine is. I will leave you both here, sneak past the giants, and heal myself when the ritual is over. Do you understand me?"

He was deliberately trying to make himself commanding, leader like. Orsimer didn't like being yelled at, didn't like being challenged, but hopefully they'd just shut up and fall in line, for once in their rebellious little lives. He really didn't think they would, considering they were all rebels who hadn't really fit the mold they were supposed to in the first place. Zhugul had left because she didn't want to be married to someone she didn't know, didn't want to marry. Marush... Marush was too much of a wanderer to ever remain stuck in the Dragontails behind Stronghold walls. But now he just needed them to listen.