Coci Heavenshield
Dawnguard Grand Master
The Road to the South
Tháinbroek
Finally, she can go home. Peace had come to Midvinter, a new King sits the throne and Aerin no long needed to hide. It felt strange really, almost unnatural as if something is missing, a purpose maybe or importance that she needed to feel of use? Be that as it may, she longed to see her home once more, to be able to walk into Rildonmark without the fear of trechery. And there is her oath she would fulfil and take her long time companion home to be free. She stood by him as she looked up to the vast main doors of the Grand Hall, closed to the cold they are today but within her friend now resides and rules Midvinter. He will be just fine without her, having his loyal men around him to advise and protect the crown. Of course she will see King Dawnbringer again, but she has to do this and get her own House in order once more.
Her hand gently stroked the long black mane of BlackWing who stood restless to move, he has recovered well from the battle, his cuts and bruises all but gone and he nudged her to gain attention, which he achieved. Gripping the reins tight, she lifted herself into the saddle and settled before turning his head toward the gates.
Aerin was right of course, it had snowed that eve and the white snow that had fell now brown as sludge on the cobbled streets to Tháinbroek. The scent of cooking filled the air, the morning food prepared by the many houses that lined the street on which her horses hooves now trod. Smoke spiralled upward from chimneys and sat heavy in the thick moist air. She did not feel the cold, wrapped thick and tight in her Älk fur coat hood pulled up over her head, she disappeared into it.
Today she will ride to the south, on the road to Rildonmark. It will take her three days of light travel and tonight she will make for Péinecrag. Passing the main gates she looked out across the battlefield, very little there as a sign of the bloody war, save for a few items left by the death, she turned BlackWings head to travel around it all out of respect for the fallen.
"Come on BlackWing, lets go home".