The Commissioner Conundrum
"What?" Borgrin asks looking at his friends at seated around the table. Holdi had her face in here hands, while Medb seem enthralled with the ceiling of the tavern and Hegra stands to go order another round of drinks. Surely his idea wasn't that poor. "What is wrong with my request since you all seem to have some issue with them." He said with a frown
"Bogrin, the fact you can't see the problem makes the whole thing worse." Holdi says lifting her face to look at him. "You even made poor Medb speechless." Hodi continues gesturing over to Medb who was still looking at the roof.
"Medb is mute Holdi and I very much doubt I somehow made the situation worse." Borgrin replies.
"Oh, but you did Boggy boy! Isn't that right Medb?" Holdi asks the silent dwarf who gives her a thumbs up but does not stop inspecting the ceiling. Which causing Holdi to give him a shit eating grin. Before he can dignify the situation with a response Hegra arrives back with more drinks for everyone.
"Right, now that we all have a full drink in hand we try and deal with this mess." Says Hegra taking a sip from her drink. "Now let me recap what's going on, you invited us to celebrate the fact your clan and by poxy you have earned enough victories that they are allowing members to commission gear from runesmiths." Hegra explains.
He nods as confirmation.
"Good, so you decided to tell us what of commission you were going to give the runesmith and you said, 'A really good axe' and confirmed that you were not in fact joking. Which bring us to now." Hegra finishes while giving him a glare.
Returning the glare he responds "Yes, which for some reason has led to you three taking issue with my commission. A perfectly good commission at that, shame on the lot of you." He finishes while shaking his head.
"Good commission? Boggy I have seen beardlings come up with more creative requests. What you have is the starting point of figuring out what kind of runic item you want, not the end point! You don't even know what you're going to get with your commission." Disputes Holdi.
"Nai, I know what I am going to get." He begins with a slight grin. "A really good axe".
That statement said with such confidence seemed to break Holdi as she kept opening and closing her mouth but failing to produce a response. While Medb was doing her best to hide her silent laughter at the situation. Whereas Hegra decided it was her turn to dissuade him of his idea.
"Borgirn you can't actually know that. Your request is so vague that you could end up with any kind of runes on your axe." Hegra says and continuing before he could respond. "I don't doubt that runesmith will make a masterpiece but no matter how good it will be you might end up with an axe that's not for you."
"She has the right of it Boggy! You might end up with an axe that shoots lightning or one that's on fire." Interjects Holdi
"That makes no sense. I am not asking for a lightning shooting or flaming axe, so I won't get one. All I am asking for is a really good axe." He says.
That declaration seems to stun both Hegra and Holdi who look at him with baffled faces. While Medb seemed to be struggling get enough air with how hard she was laughing. A situation he decided to act upon by winking at her making her realises he was messing with them. This caused her to laugh even harder to the point she falls off her chair. She is completely ignored by both Hegra and Holdi who start arguing with him again. Holding back a chuckle he continues to argue back and forth with his good friends.
AN: Introducing my additions to the recruitment pool of the Hearthguard. Hopefully that's still a thing we do around here.
Borgrin Grimseal – A fearsome warrior with an axe and shield, while he doesn't have the most experience fighting all of the odd things in the far north, he does have many centuries of experience fighting in the throng of Drakk. Spends a lot teaching the others in his clan how to fight. He also has the quirk and love of getting its harmless arguments and has quite the talent to get people engaged arguing about the most trivial and harmless topics while never letting get too far that folk would still be mad after a night's sleep. Still doesn't stop them from arguing with him about it in a week's time.
Holdi Goldenplaits – A master goldsmith and earned the title Goldenplaits not because of the colour her hair because it's all white beardling! But in an act of skill and wealth she has thin strands of gold that is braided into her plaits. You would have to search hard to find someone as knowledgeable on how to smith with gold. Extremely passionate in every action she feels is worth doing, whether it be smithing, cooking or arguing. Always seems to realise too late into an argument with Borgrin that he is messing with her.
Hegra Fleetfoot – A dwarf messenger and a really fast one at that but she isn't delivering any old mail, she is delivering battlefield orders. When the throng marches and magic is exploding all over the place and beasts are only held at bay by dwarven steel and brana in the sky. Hegra has served in the throng delivering order in the most dangerous of situations while keeping calm. Off the battlefield she has a love for cooking only matched by her skill at it. Very relaxed person but always seems to get baited by both Holdi and Borgrin to discuss the inanest shit.
Medb Silentpick – The Mute Miner. Medb has not being able to speak since birth, but she has never let that bother her. Still, she is able to communicate in the Miners guild sign language and morse code which are both sadly guild secrets. She is scarily silent, and rumours say that even when mining her pick makes no noise and she has been the cause of many accusations of haunted sections of the mine. While it can be explained by having a runed pickaxe which makes no noise she is extremely stealthy on the level on a certain runesmith. In person she is extremely expressive and is always happy to be there when her friends end up doing something stupid.
