Day 158 – Life as a Companion

I got my first job with the Companions today.  Hearing about my background as a bard, one of the other Companions, Farkas, asked me to do a job for him this morning.  He said that a customer requested that a Companion pay a visit to the local inn and rough up the bard named Mikael.  He said that the man had been harassing local women and someone finally had had enough of him.

It felt so strange walking into an inn with the intent of beating up one of my fellow bards.  But let me tell you, it didn't take long for me to see why he had it coming.  The man made a pass at me just mere seconds after meeting me!  It felt good to smash him his nose and knock him to the ground.  By the time I left, Mikaul the Bard was curled up in a ball, crying his eyes out.

The "tough" bard

Yes, I could get used to this sort of work….

When I'm not doing jobs for the Companions or being trained in the finer art of combat by one of the higher ups, I spend my time collecting herbs for the local apothecary.  In return, the shopkeeper gives me septums and training.  I can make quite a few potions now and with her help I know more will be added to my repertoire.

Some of the other Companions laugh when they heard of my alchemy achievements but stopped when I told them how many septums I made selling those potions back to the apothecary shop.  This work won't make me a millionaire, but I'll at least be able to support myself.  Maybe someday I'll be able to buy a house of my own.  Wouldn't that be nice?

The Mead Hall

I dropped a letter in the mail to Ma this morning, explaining where I was and that I was safe and doing well.  I'm sure she'll be relieved to hear from me.  I've been wary about writing her until I was sure that Whiterun was really where I wanted to stay.