#herryk

[halforcsmash]

@nordicdragonborn

“Herryk.” Korgul had finally found the Nord, and he nodded slowly. “If you are not busy, we need to talk.” Korgul hesitated for a moment, then nodded again, more to himself, “Join me on the porch? There’s some things I want to discuss before we go into some strange barrow and who knows what sort of dangers.” 

[sisterofsmash]

@nordicdragonborn

Oh he knew this one! Well not in the sense that they met before but she was present for the tournament, what was almost as weird was the fact that Korgul talked about him.

“I am, nice to meet you Zhugul!” His head tilted to the side. “What has he told you about me, if you don’t mind me asking.”

“You can call me Zhu,” She smiled easily, white teeth flashing behind dark painted lips. Her eyes were twinkling mischievously as she spoke, “He told me you have a jaw built like a piece of spun glass.”

She put her elbow on her knee, raising her hand to rest her chin upon it as she gave Herryk a frank appraisal with one brow raised, “Surely with such a big, rugged, strong looking man such as yourself, he’s merely telling stories again.” 

[thereluctantwolf-blog]

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Kodlak waited patiently, letting the other Companions unload their emotions on the returning Nord. From congratulations, tears shed from both happiness and the stress and disbelief of a loved one coming back from beyond the grave hale and hearty, and some had anger on their faces, wanting to know answers, wanting to know if it had been some elaborate prank that had hurt all of them. 

Finally, Kodlak had stood, walking around the crowd of rapidly intoxicated Companions. A light hand laid on Herryk’s shoulder, and Kodlak smiled warmly at him. But when his voice came out, it was as hard as steel and as cold as the mountain winds around Windhelm. 

“Herryk. Why don’t we walk down to my foyer, hmm? I am sure you have many things to tell me. And I have very many things to discuss with you.” Kodlak smiled still, but his grip tightened, “Shall I lead the way?” 

[halforcsmash]

nordicdragonborn

Herryk paused his training at that. He was used to a more biting tone when it came to criticism of his fighting skills but that last bit, that was a challenge wasn’t it? The grip tightened on his hammer as he turned to face Korgul. “Is that so? Then what’s stopping you now?”

“<<Not a fucking thing.>>” The half-orc rumbled in Orsimeri, the table flipping before he even finished the last syllable, plates and cups crashing against the cobblestones as he flew towards Herryk and tackled him. 

[notalwaysthiscuddly]

“They will not lay hand upon you.”

[Prompt]

The Nord turned toward the somewhat familiar voice and was both surprised and somewhat relieved to recognize the owner. A Companion, Herryk, wasn’t it? They had never spoken much, but Arlow was familiar with the man and his alliance to those in Whiterun.

“I appreciate the assistance,” he replied, turning back to the small group who had been attempting to extort a toll from him along the roadside. “Now that things are more even, shall I pass?”

[halforcsmash]

@nordicdragonborn

This was the grandmother of Korgul? He knew that the Orc had Bosmeri relatives but it was still hard to believe that a womer could claim that she was the grandmother of someone that was more than twice her size. “Last I saw him he was with Vilkas and Farkas, getting some of the other tents set up.” A head tilted a bit. “If you like we can look for him together!”

“Oh,” She patted his arm softly, “Thank you very much.” 

Casna unhooked her cane from her arm, using it to help her walk as she followed the Nord. Her husband and daughter had told her to take it easy, but she wasn’t going to sit around and wait while they found Korgul. She could look for him perfectly well on her own. 

“If I may ask, what is a Vilkas and Farkas?” The strange words stumbled on her tongue. Casna had not learned the Imperial Common until later in life, and the strange words held no meaning to her. 

[tortulja]

“Now that I see them up close, they seem so much less frightening than I supposed.”

[Prompt]

“They are pretty cute,” Tortulja agreed, patting Hugh lovingly on the head. The guar gave a gurgled purr before going back to grazing what greens he could find.