[@arowne97] Ironvar was sitting at the back of the Table, isolated. he had been isolated for most of the time he was here, whenever it was his Drunk Shenanigans or his sour attitude. he didn't care though. as long as they gave him a Bed and Booze he was "happy". 
He was halfway through his second bottle when he spat it out hearing the news. He felt a searing fury, he stood up and yelled [b]Let's spend less time talking and more time helping our friend![/b] he heard Dar'Adhba claim it was the Stormcloaks, if he was any drunker he'd yell at him for being a idiot. [b]The Stormcloaks are all dead or cowering. I bet it was the damned Thalmor!.[/b] he told them his two cents. 
Ironvar felt intense rage. He couldn't give less of a crap if someone else had taken his place. but he cared about The Dragonborn. he stopped him from drinking his life away and in return Ironvar felt he was in debt to help him. 

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