Velan thew his bow over his shoulder as he made his way to Jorvaskr. he whistled a soft tune to himself as he walked past the market place. Up the stairs into the wind district the Hall lay in front of him to Velan no Nord architecture could match the beauty of his home but alas this was home now. Velan looked over his shoulder for a moment to the tree which stood proudly in the district.
  A smile formed on his face " Grow strong and wise" he said softly something his father used to say to him.

  He entered the hall to see the other young bloods as the other companions called them gathered Aela stood she had just finished saying something important. he gathered by the look on everyone's faces. " Did i miss something urgent?" he asked the out to the room. Hoping
to be put in the know seeing how everyone seemed to be in a hurry.