Serpentis Family/Erik Eyolf/Father of a Nation
Erik was sitting in a large hall recently opened in his castle. Weapons and shields of deposed "kings" had been placed there. His most precious spoils of war from Fontan and the Sultanate. Another place to operate inside his House of The Old Dragons, now his personal bank in Avamar. A handful of employees were still accommodating the bags of gold in an adjoining room protected by a reinforced door. Gormok was standing there watching his master.
Erik Eyolf: "Blood..."
Gormok: "It seems a stupid trader intended to sell the letter... he's blind and mute now. I think my hound dog chewed his fingers too..."
Erik Eyolf: "I don't need to know the details... the Captain, he read the letter?"
Gormok: "Yes. But no one will believe him. He's just a drunk scum bag."
Erik Eyolf: "You read the letter?"
Gormok: "In our best interests, yes."
Erik Eyolf: "Someday I will have to kill you. You know too much..."
Gormok: "I understand, Sir..."
Erik laughed for a moment and opened the letter that many people had already read. Then he remained silent for a few minutes, thoughtful.
Erik Eyolf: "I'm father..."
Gormok: "Of an entire nation, Sir..."
Erik Eyolf: "This is different now. She's a noble like her mother... and her father. Not like a bastard son that received my protection, my name and a title. Prepare my horse. You will travel with me. The Stormwalkers will stay here to celebrate a 'Triumph'. Send your spies and find out where is my daughter. I want to see her."
Gormok: "As you wish, Sir..."
Gormok walked up the stairs to take care of the preparations for a travel like that. Erik was used to travel with a large number of soldiers, squires and servants. It was rare when he chose only his best bodyguard to travel with him. Some secrets requests this kind of discretion.
