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Mardak feels the sharp intent of Eorlund's words pierce him deeper than last nights arrows.

"Well if you could forgive my indulgence and smith me some proper Wolf Plate I might just live long enough for a few more lessons" Spoke Mardak

"When will you need it"

"As soon as your old hands can manage it, wake me when your finished I need to speak with the other companions and rest. There was something odd about those arrows" Mardak rises rubbing his chest and enters Jorrvaskr.