Martin
"Hmm... Unfortunate, the worst sort of folk to find something sacred. Probably would use it for one of those crazy rituals of theirs when they aren't ripping out hearts or dealing with hagravens or whatever else."

*Rodric pondered for a moment and scratched his chin, before looking towards Speaks with a new look in his eyes.*

"Actually, I am quite familiar with these lands. I've seen where the Forsworn gather and amass for their purposes. If you wish, I can help you with them. They aren't too threatening aside from irritating me, and I wouldn't mind an excuse to deal one back to them."
Holly
"I know exactly where I'm going. Even have it on this map, they call it... Hag Rock Redoubt. A fitting name for a Forsworn encampment, I suppose." He says, "It'd be quite nice to have someone of your... Stature, on my side, someone as big as you will defnitely make them rethink fighting us, though I guess they don't do much thinking." He says, "Say, the road's pretty long from here, and I've been walking a while, do you think I could..." His eyes light up and he smiles, "Ride on your shoulders? I'm not that heavy and you know, you seem really strong, you'd barely notice that I'm there."
Martin
*The minotaur eyes widened a bit with surprise, hit with a question he didn't really expect. He had to take a second to think over the question, and then shrugged.*

"Eh, sure. Why not? Let's get a move on, then."

*Rodric walked towards Speaks and, with one hand, picked him up by the torso and placed him on his left shoulder. Once he made sure the Argonian was holding on, he began walking off in the direction of Hag Rock Redoubt, moving through the trees instead of on the roads to save time.*
Holly
He points his spear forward, "HUHAH! FORWARD!" He shouts with lots of laughter, "Have you considered joining the Dawnguard? I think our ranks could definitely use a big minotuar such as yourself. The most we have are armored trolls, which although cool, simply aren't that smart. Not like you, you seem smart." He says