The Heartwood I miss the rough sex, leaves me a mess

A dark, scarred man greeted her from within the ash and ruin. 
He faintly smelled of Alduin, and as he finished speaking she took a slow breath, exhaled. 
"Alduin isn't here anymore, is he?" She asked, to confirm her suspicions before making her offer to take them in more than anything. 

"I had been wanting to speak with him more on our alliance. I am Fury, Warchief and leader of the Saints." 
She figured the man should know who she was, especially since she knew their leader...
Former leader, most likely...