Blood for Gold [Arya]

[Wilhelm Bear-Heart]

Sellsword Bear-Heart noticed that there were less arrows trying to take him down and laughed. "Finally, I can let loose!" he roared, his voice almost sounding like a dragon's. A squad of Imperial soldiers heard his cry and rushed him. He turned quickly, hearing their clanking armor and took a breath. "YOL!" he Shouted, the fire bursted from him and cooked the soldiers in their armor. After witnessing the Shout, several of the men began to fall back, just in time for Stormcloak reinforcements to make it. The Shouting, and extra men, was too much for the Cyrodiil natives, causing them to flee. As the last of them dropped off of the horizon, the rebels shouted in triumph. With his job done, Wilhelm walked back over to the bench he previously occupied and took a seat, removing his helmet and wiping sweat from his brow.

[Arya the Unseen]

Arya jumped down off of the arch she was perched on before putting her bow away. The female sellsword approached her new friend and sat on the ground beside him. Then, she noticed. "Uuuuh, Wilhelm." She laughed. "You have an arrow in your arm."

[Wilhelm Bear-Heart]

"Hmm?" he grunted the question as he looked at his upper arm. Low and behold, there was the shaft and feathers of the arrow sticking out. He gripped it carefully while flexing and pulled it, the flex slowed the blood flow as he pulled out a cloth and wrapped his arm. "Thanks, it would of been bad to walk around with that and let it get infected. I'd rather not lose this arm."

[Arya the Unseen]

"You need them both for your weapon." She said, agreeing with him. About that time, the Stormcloak in charge approached them. He handed 5,000 Septims to Wihelm before giving Arya a look of disdain and only handing her 2,000. With that he turned to walk away. It didn't seem to bother her much. In fact, she shrugged it off as if she was used to it.

[Wilhelm Bear-Heart]

"Hey," he called to the Stormcloak, "why didn't you pay her as much as me?"

The soldier turned around slightly and spat out, "'Cause she's a woman," and started to walk off, only for Wilhelm to smash the back of his head with a fist.

"She fought just as well as any of the others, she should get an even share." The dazed Stormcloak nodded in agreement as he stood up, taking a second to regain his balance.

"Here's the rest of your pay, I thought I had lost it for a second." he said with a shaky voice as he handed her the 3000 septims.

[Arya the Unseen]

Arya was surprised but nodded and took it. "Thank you, sir." She told him as he stumbled off. Then she looked her the other Sellsword. "You didn't have to do that, Wilhelm. I'm used to it. Still, thanks."

[Wilhelm Bear-Heart]

"You did your job, the least they could do is pay you for it properly." He responded as he sheathed his weapon. He stretched, causing his back to pop down several vertebrae. I wonder how drunk Pointy-Ears is?

[Arya the Unseen]

"Well, at least you got this one to actually pay me what they told me I'd be paid. Usually I just have to deal with them paying me half of what was originally said." She said with an almost sad smile.

"I suppose then you are off to be the great Sellsword you are then?" She asked, gathering her few things. "I think I'll head to Dawnstar... Now that my father is dead, I at least have a place to stay."

[Wilhelm Bear-Heart]

"Actually, I need to go retrieve a companion of mine. I hope he's not as drunk as I think he is." sighed Wilhelm as he turned toward the soon-to-be cleared battlefield. "I guess if I'm ever in Dawnstar, I'll come and see you." he chuckled.

[Arya the Unseen]

"If you ever need a place to stay, just stop by." She offered as she to went to leave.

[Wilhelm Bear-Heart]

Wilhelm smiled as she walked away. He himself turned toward Falkreath to find his old, and probably drunk, friend.