Ashlin pasued and turned to look at Rold as he stopped her from leaving. She offered the man a thin smile, she knew who he was of course. Any doubt had been cleared away by his reaction to the chance to hunt a dragon again. She raised a hand to rest on his wrist, even in armor she seemed rather delicate. She gave a soft squeeze as thought to offer some comfort to the nord. "Yes Thaernd is my Uncle." She said softly.<br/><br/>"There was bad information, he and a friend went in not ready for the numbers they would face. He died repaying a debt and went down fighting, it was not a bad death." She gave him a small quick hug and then stepped back.<br/><br/>"He spoke very well of you, it brings me great honor to meet you. I would be more than happy to speak with you at a greater length. " Her smile grew a bit, while the pain of Thaernd may have been new for Rold Ash had learned to deal with the grief. She was slowly startin to mourn his loss less and celebrate the life that Thaernd had lived.<br/><br/>Thaernd had spoke so fondly of Rold, he had wanted to see the Nord again. Time slips away from one though when they have a child to raise.