We're All Mad Here [Arya]

[Arya the Unseen]

"I had to sit your armor outside. Not everyone is as used to the heavy smell of blood as we are, Wilhelm." Arya answered before continuing on about his fight. "Otar the Mad. I've heard that he is one of the angrier ones. I've tracked down the location of one myself, I just hadn't gotten around to going after him yet."

[Wilhelm Bear-Heart]

"He was definitely unhappy that I interrupted his beauty sleep." he said, standing up, being a head and shoulders taller than everyone else in the room (at least). "If you ask me, he could of slept 'til the end of time and still would be uglier than a Hagraven." He stretched a few times in either direction before asking "if you'd like, I could help you with him, since I've got some experience with the rotting bastards."

[Arya the Unseen]

"That'd be great! I'll need the help." Arya said happily, ignoring the mummers of wow coming from the other women. "The one I found is Krosis, if that tells you anything."

[Wilhelm Bear-Heart]

"By the Nine, not Krosis." he sighed. "He's been rumored to being guarded by a dragon, as well as being high atop a mountain. However, other rumors suggest that he and the dragon are guarding a Word Wall."

[Arya the Unseen]

"Yeah. That's what I heard. So how about we get you healed up a little more, we can get a drink, then head up to Shearpoint?" She suggested, smiling at him.

[Wilhelm Bear-Heart]

"Knowing Pointy-Ears like I do, he's most likely drank all of the good stuff by now, so for now I'll skip on the drink. Plus it doesn't help that he's a clingy drunk. I already feel like a million septims thanks to the good work of these fair ladies around me. I'm ready to head out when you are. After I get my armor back on, of course."

[Arya the Unseen]

She laughed at his remark and started to walk off. "I'll go get your armor, you can say your thanks yous and such while I'm gone." With that, she disappeared around the corner.

[Wilhelm Bear-Heart]

"Alright." he responded to her before reaching into his pocket, drawing out a coin purse of a couple thousand septims. "Here, for saving my life." Most of them simply shook their heads, refusing to take the money. He smiled and nodded as he replaced it.

[Arya the Unseen]

Arya returned soon with his armor, gloves, boots, amulet, and most importantly, Otar's mask. "I believe this is all of it. Tell me if it isn't and I'll hunt it down." The Nord woman laughed.

[Wilhelm Bear-Heart]

He shook his head to let her know she got it all. He pulled on the boots, placed the Amulet of Talos around his neck, pulled the armor over his torso, slipped on his gloves. He pulled the mask's cowl over his head and slipped the mask on. It seemingly hooked into the cowl, almost by some unknown magic.

[Arya the Unseen]

The Sybil quickly hid behind Arya after he put the mask on. Arya chuckled and looked over at her fellow sellsword. "I think you scared her."

[Wilhelm Bear-Heart]

He slid the mask off, leaving the cowl on, as he leaned down to her level. "I'm sorry if I've frightened you. Is it the mask?"

[Arya the Unseen]

The young girl peeked out from being Arya and nodded. "He is still the same nice guy, even with the mask on." She assured the child in a kind, caring tone. The young Sybil seemed to relaxed and stepped out from behind her rescuer. "Now, we have to go. You keep these other women in check, all right?"

"I will, Mrs. Arya. Thank you so much for saving me!" The girl exclaimed, running off.

Arya waited until she was gone before looking back at Wilhelm. "Ready to slay another one?"

[Wilhelm Bear-Heart]

He sighed. "As ready as I'll never be." He waited to put the mask back on until they left the Temple. "Need any supplies before we head out? If Krosis is on Shearpoint, we're going to have a long journey ahead of us heading to the Pale. Of course I'll have to make sure that Pointy-Ears will be fine without me."

[Arya the Unseen]

"No. I think I'm good. I've got a couple of good potions, my wits, and my helper. What about you?" She returned as they headed down the stone steps. Arya couldn't help but glance over at the bloody patches as they neared where she found Wilhelm. The blood on the steps and wall was now dried, a permanent reminder of what she found.