The Dragonborn Hunts

What’s In a Name?

Some time after Katja and Wyll had left Dragonsreach, Jarl Balgruuf sat musing. Then he seemed to make a decision of some kind, and beckoned to Proventus Avenicci. The loyal steward approached, eager to obey his master’s wishes. “Proventus,” the old man said, “perhaps you can refresh my memory. You know the little stream that runs down out of the hillside we’re sitting on, and flows along below the city walls on the east side, at the rear of Chillfurrow Farm?” Proventus nodded. “Does that water have a name?”

“Ah, yes, it does,” the balding Imperial replied. “It’s called the Dragonspring Water, because it flows from a spring within the hill Dragonsreach is built on. Nothing very dragonish about it – it’s just a rivulet, really.” His master seemed lost in thought for a moment.

“Hmm, Dragonspring… yes, I think that will do. Do you recall some of the papers our young Dragonborn had you draw up recently? The ones regarding the name?”

“Certainly,” said the Steward. If you needed any legal documents in Whiterun, Proventus was the only man to see. “I’ll need you to do another set. Get your pen and paper, and I’ll give you the details…”


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