Uthgerd has been your loyal follower and good friend for a long time. She's always helped you in combat and has never left your side. Right now you are both at a tavern, screwing around in your drunken states. She starts grumbling angrily about her past again after having quite a lot to drink.

"Damn The Companions! Why would they put me against a young boy like that? He couldn't even hold himself in a simple fight."