When he finishes moving his stuff, Corinth heads to the top of the keep and starts inspecting the damage. "The bunkers are fine... the same with the back and the cells. Doesn't look too hard to clear this rubble... Hopefully i can get an office of some kind set up." Having finisjed hos inspection, Corinth decides to head back to the bunker area and rest a bit. 'I'll set up a patrol around dusk... Should be simple...' He drifts off into a nap on one of the beds, a dagger under his pillow and his axe leaning on the wall nearby.

Cedus left his room at the inn and saw a Nord inspecting the keep. "Are you the new guard leader or something?" He still had his smithing hammer in his hand, and a few metals poked out of his bag. "Because if you are, good luck with keeping this place safe." He laughed. "If you do somehow, I will be amazed."
@GrizzTheMauler

Corinth grunts and sits up, rubbing his eyes. "I am. And I can. I may not look like much but I'm confident in my abilities. I'm also the new farmer, once the men the Jarl promised to send get here..." Corinth stands and walks over, holding his out out for a handshake. "Name's Corinth. Corinth Frozen-Hammer."

@DriveEMOut

"The sooner his men get here, the better. This province is going to Oblivion in a handbasket" Ardashir had left the inn a few minutes ago when he failed to find anyone looking to go on an adventure. He'd found his way to the keep, finding it to still be in ill repair. If a single dragon could do all this, what chance did they have against hundreds of them? He looked at Corinth and Cedus

"So, don't tell me either of you haven't seen an argonian before. I'm Ardashir, by the way."

"I'm Cedus." He grinned. "Great to finally meet an Argonian. Always heard stories, but nothing is like the real deal." He turned to the other man. "I'll be happy to assist you in any way. Whether it be making weapons, or something else." He grinned. "Now, does anyone else want to explore a bit more? Maybe go on a wee adventure?" He looked antsy for action. "We could find something good. Trouble is, I don't have a cart nor a horse."
@Aristocles@GrizzTheMauler

"We don't need a horse for this. Plenty of nordic ruins, bandit camps, and animal caves nearby. If you're all up for a longer march, there are dwemer ruins a bit farther afield. Might even find one of those falmer caves I've heard about. You know, those weird eyeless elf-goblin things" Ardashir explained to Cedus. "Don't tell me you're afraid of a little walking."

Corinth chuckles. "I would love to adventure a bit, but I have a lot to do here, sadly. I am Corinth, I currently am the interim Captain of the Guard. Till the jarl actually sends the man he promised."

@Evil gnome

Valrona smiled as another customer came up to her store. "Why yes depending on what you are looking for. After the attack I have not been able to find a lot of things but I have a pretty good stock pile." She said smiling at him. "My name is Valrona and welcome to the Helgen General Store." She said holding the door open for him as well. Yang sniffed him wagging her tail excited that they had new people for her to meet. "This is Yang." She said petting her head as she looked into the store. "In that back left corner I have all my alchemy supplies. If you need any help just give me a shout and I will check in the back as well." She said smiling.

Jo’marash entered the store and looked around. “This one is Jo’marash but some call him to Sojourner.” He then looked at Yang “A canine? as a pet? Skyrim is a strange place…” He said as he continued into the store. Many of the ingredients were native to Skyrim and he had never seen them before. He looked around a little until he found what he was looking for. “Aha! Juniper berries! Jo’marash wants to buy them. How much will it cost him?”

@Evil gnome

Valrona thought about it for a moment to think of a good price range. "I sell them for 1 gold coin a bushel. I have them tied off for each about I sell per gold. How many are you looking to buy?" She asked curiously. She hoped he would not take her whole supply. They seemed to be hard to come by considering everything that happened in the town recently. It has cut down on her chance to go out and forage for them.

@DeadlyPhoenix@Evil gnome

Before Felix could utter a single word, another customer visited the general store. "Greetings! This one sells alchemical ingredients, yes?" The enquirer was a Khajiit. Felix stood silent and watched as the elf introduced her store once again. Jo'marash the Khajiit followed Valrona into the store; Felix then got in behind them.

The curious customer seemed to be in search for some kind of alchemical ingredient. Felix decided it would be best to wait for the two to finish their deal. He knew next to nothing about alchemy anyway. Meanwhile, he could try to befriend the black wolf who was casually strolling around. "Hi, Yang..." Felix usually stay far away from wolves, but this one seemed pretty tame and relaxed, plus the owner was just there.

@DeadlyPhoenix

Jo’marash didn’t know how many he needed, but he knew that you never could have too many ingredients. “ Hmmm…. One can never have too many ingredients, but Jo’marash is a little short on coin at the moment. Khajiit will have 1 bushel.” He said as he walked towards Valrona with a septim in his paw.

@LChris314@Evil gnome

Valrona smiled as he asked for only one. "Here...I will make you a deal. I will sell you two for one gold. It looks like you need it." She said knowing she was selling it at a loss but she knew if she made a good deal for him that he would be sure to come back to her shop if he needed anything else.

Yang smiled at the man addressing her. She walked up slowly to him and licked his hand and wagging her tail. It was rare that she could make new friends after the attack. She walked off and came back with a small ball of string dropping it at his feet.

At first glance the room beyond the door seemed disorderly and messy. Illium had been inside on more than one occasion and could explain in great detail how organized everything was beyond the initial shock of seeing things everywhere. As the door to Casimer's house swung open, Illium's head turned back around to peer at his friend. The man had obviously just stopped working, or atleast took a break to answer the door, when he had arrived. Then again, Cas did give a time of day to have it delivered.

When the other man's gaze turned away from himself, Illium turned once more to look towards Helena's. The thought crossed his mind that they wouldn't send anyone with aid, but then he turned back to address the man with a question.

"We did send a runner to Whiterun with a message saying we'd been attacked, right?"

Casimer Demetrius-Kahn - Helgen

His brow furrowed deeper at the question. With a weary sigh, he shrugged his shoulders.

"No one's told me anything."

He peered out again towards Helena's, his features adapting a more thoughtful expression. "But Helena will know.". With that, the Imperial took a step back, allowing Illium access to his home. "And if you have the time, we can get that metal stacked over here" - one hand jerked to point in the direction of the small stack Illium had spotted earlier - "and then head down."

Corinth chuckles. "I would love to adventure a bit, but I have a lot to do here, sadly. I am Corinth, I currently am the interim Captain of the Guard. Till the jarl actually sends the man he promised."

"Alright. Perhaps I shall check in the store. I suppose guarding the town is a worthy endeavor in light of attack here." Ardashir shrugged and padded his way over the the store, where he found Valrona and some others.

Wolfgang finished up blessing the temple and organizing the furnishings, which were for now just a bed for himself and some shrines since he had spent most of his money on the temple itself. He made a mental note that at some point seats would need to be added but until then those who entered would have to kneel to pray.

Wolfgang walked outside equipped in his full set of gear, the town was half destroyed of course but considering its state it was bustling with many people, even an argonian and a khajiit had made their way here. He walked up to two people talking "Hello brothers, I am Knight Protector Wolfgang Vestenheimer. I've recently built a temple here and it now serves as a headquarters for the The Knights of Aedra and Protectors of the Blessed" Deciding on the spot that was the name for the order which was a mash up of the two names he was considering "I invite you to come pray sometime soon, and if either of you are the fighting sort perhaps you would be inclined to join?"

@DriveEMOut@GrizzTheMauler

Cedus followed Ardashir to the general store. The Argonian had won his friendship. He was quite an interesting fellow, in his opinion. And most likely brilliant at fighting. "Would you like to go on an adventure soon?"

@Aristocles

@Vortex

Corinth chuckles. "I would be interested. The god I serve is Talos, like my father and the ones before him. No matter what the damn Thalmor have to say about it. I am Corinth Frozen-Hammer, I am currently the Captain of the Guard here in Helgen."

Vauldis viewed the ruined town before him. He had noticed the wreckage the previous night, he had also noticed the group attempting to rebuild the town. This could be an opportunity to gain some renown in the province. And renown can attract admirers. Admirers can become servants. Or food.
Approaching the ruined town, he observed it from a closer distance. There were several buildings already being constructed, the necromancer noted the church with disdain I should burn that if I get the chance, who knows what trouble those Divine worshipers could cause for me.
As the argonian reached centre of the town he looked around where he noticed many of the townsfolk entering a store. He followed, grasping some of his concoctions from his robe as he did. Entering the building, he spoke with a somewhat weak and raspy voice "Does anybody require an old alchemists service? I noticed the activity around the town and thought you would appreciate any help you could get." Vauldis noticed the young argonian wearing hide armor, presuming he was a fighter, he revealed a red poison vial He added the last part of his sentence hesitantly, he knew little about his races traditions but he was sure they refer'd to each other in such a way.

@Aristocles