Donath listened in silence to the mans story, and nodded solemnly at the end of his tale. He wondered briefly if he'd lost his mind, because the person he was about to go bother would certainly think so. The younger, taller Nord hadn't attempted to say he was guided by blind glory or bloodlust, bit he'd basically confessed his crimes to Donath. That was both good and bad, in a way. Bad because if there did happen to be a trial, that might come up, if he wasn't gone already. Good because Donath now knew how to work it in his favor. Blowing out a sigh, the man nodded once more before standing up. "Ok lad. Just sit tight. I've got an idea on how to fix this" Donath stood, and walked out of the prison.
The thought:'Why am I helping this kid?' Popped into his head more than once. The answer: 'Because once upon a time, we weren't that different' mind you, the former Stormcloak hadn't destroyed any villages, but he'd ruined more than his fair share of lives in his day. Not everyone he'd killed had deserved it, but when you lead a company of men that are Ulfric's 'fixers' you killed when told. A fortunate perk, was that, in that business, you made a lot of friends in high places, as well. Climbing the stairs into the guard barracks, he went to the captains quarters. Judging by the guard standing outside the door, guard captain Arbrann was still awake. Goran Arbrann had been the guard captain for the past sixteen years in Falkreath, and was a good friend of Donath's
The guard, either older or smarter than those three in the tavern. "Captain Stonesplitter...what brings you here?"Donath waved away the title. "Is Goran in? I need to speak with him" the guard nodded, and pointed at the door. Nodding his thanks, the former captain entered. Goran was a little taller, and maybe ten years older than Donath himself. "Donath? When'd you get here?" Then the grey haired man shook his head, grinning. "Never mind. What do you need, my friend?" Donath grimaced, almost regretting what he was about to say. "The prisoner downstairs...Wild-blood. I need him freed" The warrior was sure that Goran's jaw almost hit the ground, it dropped so quickly.
"That-that...murderer? Why?" The older man asked, eyes wide in horrified surprise. Donath didn't blame him. The people of Falkreath would be very happy with captain Arbrann if he managed to serve justice to the war criminal. "Ye must have heard about those disappearances...I need him for a group that's going' to Whiterun...just a feeling of mine" The man nodded, but still seemed unconvinced. "I'll cut him down myself if he starts' any trouble, and bring his head back as proof" the captain still looked dubious, but finally nodded.
"I'll sign custody over to you then...if he doesn't die on this 'quest' you're going on, you'll need to return him to Falkreath" Donath nodded, wondering if he'd actually be able to stop the man if he tried to escape.
The pair went down the stairs, back into the prison, Goran grumbling to himself and shorting through the keys on an iron ring at his belt, Donath wondering if he was really doing the right thing. Reaching the cell, the guard captain barked "Wildblood! Get up, you're going with my friend here. Seems you're getting a stay of execution, for now" turning to Donath, he asked, almost pleading with his friend "are you sure you want to do this? You know what'll happen if this get's mucked up" Donath knew. If Angvald Wild-Blood escaped while in his custody, Donath would be held accountable at best, seen as an accomplice at worst. "I'm sure. I was the lad, a long time ago" nodding miserably, Goran unlocked the cell door.
"Get out of here, Wildblood. You can collect your gear from the chest upstairs" the captain walked away, shaking his head at the strangeness of it all. Donath looked at the younger Nord, wondering if he'd made the right choice. "Ye realize what just happened, don't ye lad? I'll have yer word o' honour now that you won't try to escape while in my custody, or any other foolishness" he paused. "Tell me if yer not willing to go with me, and I'll leave ye to yer fate. Come with me and the others at the inn, maybe ye can redeem yerself" he said gruffly, stepping aside to let the man exit his cell.