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A new morning in the cold province of Skyrim, the beasts were already roaming the tundra that surrounded the city of Whiterun.
The citizens of Whiterun were awake, those who did not have their bussines open were just about to open them, and those drunkards who had fun last night were slowly walking home.
At that time of the day the home of The Companions, Jorrvaskr, was in silence, well..no one liked to wake up early "Warriors never wake up early!" someone said once.
The silnce did not last long when the main door was opened slowly and someone walked inside, dragging her feet with the little strenght she had left Ashar managed to sit on one of the chairs in the hall but when she tried to put her almost empty bottle of mead on the table it just rolled and fell to floor breaking in many peaces and making a lot of noise.

"..."

Zazar Bane was relaxing in one of the chairs of the Companion headquarters,The thin lizard man was drinking some milk with his breakfast.He was waiting from the leaders of the Companion to give him a job,Ever since he left the Blackmarches he was homeless traveling the area before heading into Skyrim and having his adventures with the collage and being sent here to help The Companions.

Vulcarion, siting quitley at a table in the corner to himself sipping on his favorite mead was contemplating on what was to be done that day. His thoughts filled the silenced air while he sat, bow at his feet. He looked up across the hall when he heard the stumbling of feet and the fallen cup as someone had entered.

A slow and steady breath curled into the crisp cold air of the morning. The tundra was silent and still as slow breaths continued to escape from the nose of a very still wood elf, his bow waiting to be drawn as he lined up his shot, he had been stalking this dear for three hours and when he got the kill he was going to take it back to the halls of Jorrvaskr and feed his brothers and sisters. He slowly breathed in one last time and drew back his bow before slowly releasing the breath and letting the arrow fly, Thump! came the sound of an arrow striking its target exactly where he had aimed, this sound was followed by another and another and then the sound of a deer dropping to the frozen ground. Typhon moved quickly and was on top of the animal...as he had thought the first arrow had killed the beast. Next Typhon went through the process of cleaning the kill and cutting up the meat and packing it up. He then made his way back into Whiterun and up the stairs to the halls of the companions, he opened the front door right as a bottle shattered onto the ground, a young but spry voice echoed through the halls, "How about a juicy slab of steak to cure that hangover?"

Juan is the hall and Typhon does the entering. Juan is laugh at the bottle collapses. He turns to Ashar. "Haha! Are you heavy the drinking so early today? Drinks so early is bad for the training! The boxing is good for the drinking! Maybe you become the boxing with I later in time?" Juan is the pretend boxing as demonstration. He is smile.

Ashar watched Juan and his demostration wth her eyes half open, she was about to fall asleep anytime soon.
"I can drink even more...Drinking is my only training"
The drunk Breton replied before slowly turning her head to see Thyphon and what he had brought back from his hunt.
"That sounds... good..."
Ashar said with wet eyes, she did not want to say she got rejected last night, shen then turned her head again, staring at the bottles of wine and mead.
"Is there anything important to do today?"
She asked with her head resting on the table, going to work so drunk was not a good idea, but making bad desicions was natural for her

@TheSecret Zazar was watching the drunken Breton and the Nord speaking to each other,"Zazar wonders why the Breton looked so sad and if their leader was going to give them a mission soon.Zazar also wondered if he should go over their but decided not too as he did not want to speak to others finding it strangely embarrassing to speak to others.

Zazar just kept drinking his coffee finishing his breakfast and milk bringing them to the kitchen making his way pasted the two.

Vulc moved up to the table everyone was gathering by and set his bow leaning on the table. "None of us have heard anything" he answered Ashar's question. Vulc looked into her eyes and wanted to ask what caused the despare he could see but decided against it. "I think we are just waiting for any kind of word" Vulcarion added.

Typhon sat his bag down and pulled out a particularly juicy piece of steak. "I'll even cook it for you Ashar." He slowly seasoned the steak with some sage and other flavors he had procured in hunting and threw the steak on the brazier. As he was waiting for it to finish cooking he heard a familiar sounds as a rat raced right up his leg and stopped on his shoulder, "What have you got for me Ulfric?" He smiled a bit at the joke that came with naming a rat Ulfric. But the rat soon caught his full attention by dropping a gold coin into his hand, "Good boy." He said as he pocketed the coin, after that the steak was fully cooked and he laid it on a platter and sat in in front of Ashar, he was the young blood of the companions...the little brother...so she would never notice his affections towards her...of course Typhon would never say it out loud.

Ashar was just about to eat when sommeone took the steak away from her, it was no other than Aela the huntress, Harbinger of The Companions, she eat the steak in no time as a wolf would do and then looked at eveyone in the room.

"Alright kids, I have a job for you all"

She said before putting a map on the table and point at a mountain near Riften.

"One of my sources infomed there is a daedric weapon hidden in sanctuary in this mountain, he could not get more informaion as he almost got killed by the dragur. Eliminate everything that gets in your way".

She said before handing the map to Typhon.
Ashar stood up and went to her room to pick up her armor and weapons.

@TheSecret Zazar coming into the room listening to the mission briefing turning to face Aela,"Zazar wonders if he will be coming to his mission?Zazar does not want to be couped up here becoming intoxicated on alto wine" The lizard man said to his leader the Argonian wanting so badly to go out on a mission.

"Of course you are going, now move you ass and get ready!"
She yelled at Zazar a bit angry, after all she had made herself clear, everyone in the room was going.

The drunk Breton somhow managed to go up stairs with her ebony armor, gauntlets and boots on, with her sword attached to her side she was almost ready to go.

"I....I don't know how I will climb up that mountain..."
She said with a heavy breath before she drank a goblet of wine.

"Now I'm ready..."

Typhon pocketed the map and sat the steaks in the wine cellar to keep them cold while he was gone. He then proceeded to walk to his room and closed the door behind him. Once inside he started to get changed into his glass armor, piece by piece he put on his armor that he had worked so hard to earn, finding one piece at a time in shops and chests during adventures and quests. Once he was fully dressed and prepared he used his summoning spell to some his spectral bow, "As long as that still works..." He then de-summoned his bow and filled his real quiver with steel arrows and walked out of his room and up the stairs. He was right behind Ashar coming up the stairs, "here...since you didn't get to eat..." He offered her a nice piece of deer jerky that he had dried in the wine cellar, "Its my job to keep us fed on the journey...no point in missing breakfast."

@TheSecret Zazar shook his head walking away to his room to gear up for the mission,After what seemed like half a hour at least the lizard man came out into the main room and moved towards his leader."Zazar is ready for combat..but Zazar wonders if the college hired us for the job and if we will being the Daedric weapon to be studied" Zazar spoke to his leader waiting for the others to come.

Vulc watched everyone leave to gear up. He sat up, pulled his arrows over his shoulder and picked up his bow and felt the hilts of his daggers. He nodded at the Harbringer and waited by the door for his fellow companions, not saying a word. He wanted to leave and scout ahead but he believed in companionship and didn't want to risk a mission.

Ashar took the food Typhon offered her, it looked so delicious it almost made the Breton cry, and it made her cry the moment she bit it.

"So...delicious..."
She said while tears of joy fell down her cheeks, once she was done eating and everyone was ready to leave Ashar walked to the door and punched Vulcano softly on the shoulder with a smile.

"Alright everyone, let's get going! We shouldn't keep the old hag waiting!"
She said refering to Aela, who was about to throw her a bottle of mead, but by the time she took the bottle Ashar was already outside

Typhon laughed softly at Ashar's jaoke about Aela, "She's going to kill us one of these days..." His laugh was soft and crystalline like snow on cold morning. As they came outside he waved to one of the guards. He then spoke to the whole group, "Are we taking a carriage or our own horses?"

@TheSecret Zazar made his way out towards the door rather then be told what they would do with the Daedric weapon,He moved towards the door now standing beside Typhon.

As they walked to the front gate Vulcarion walked up next to Zazar and Typhon. "Do you believe Ashar is well?" He asked them in a soft whisper. "I could see despair in her eyes, I thought to ask but did not want to step where I'm not needed" Vulcarion clenched his jaw and looked worried for a response.