Akisa
2016-11-06, 02:19 PM
17th of Last Seed seems to be the biggest day of my life; or at least what I can remember. Everything seems prior to the 17th was a blank; aside for my name I do not know anything about my past, nor do I know how I arrive at Skyrim. So, in my confusion I opted to cross the border to leave Skyrim and perhaps make my way towards Elseweyr. However, unfortunately for me, Ulfric Stormcloak the Earl of Windhelm was ambushed and I just so happened be caught in the middle, and I was captured alongside him and his men.
http://i.imgur.com/7l3PlOh.jpg
It was on the cart that I have realized my life prior to today was a blank. As the horse thief thought about his past, I struggled to find mine. Luckily they did not ask me for my past, as I was unsure as how to respond. As we approached the gallows I had silently prayed to the eight or nine divine, and slowly accepted my fate as we approached the gallows.
http://i.imgur.com/8ZEGvZO.jpg
Everything seemed to be haze shortly afterwards as dragon appeared from nowhere and interrupted the execution. As soon the dragon appeared fireballs rain down from the sky, and started to breath fire killing untold number of people and destroying their homes.
http://i.imgur.com/In1tc0l.jpg
Taking the opportunity, I scrambled away from the execution gallows and scrambled to look for safety from the Dragon. With my hands bound, there was little nothing I could do but scrambled from cover to cover. I cared little for the squabbles between the Imperials and Stormcloaks and instead my way towards the only standing structure which was the keep that remained standing tall. So when the two people who were helping me run from the dragon were squabbling while literally fire rain from the sky, I decided to just dash towards the door that I first saw and it seems I accidentally sided with the Imperial soldier by the name of Hadvar.
http://i.imgur.com/tkR4kJa.jpg
With short respite from the dragon attack just outside and my hands now unbounded by Hadvar, I scrounged for clothing and equipment to better defend myself. Not surprisingly I found mostly imperial gear, but I was surprised by the quality of the blades which were mostly made of iron. While I didn’t ask Hadvar I simply conjectured that these are perhaps training for recruits using cheaply made goods. Despite being guided by Hadvar, I quietly followed behind as this was an Imperial controlled territory and I was currently a wanted criminal, nor do I know the extent of my crimes; perhaps it extended past illegal border crossing. So likewise, the fur on my back rose when I found myself being lead to the torture chambers of the keep.
http://i.imgur.com/yPBOuXY.jpg
Thankfully I wasn’t placed in the cages and was allowed to pass through after a brief fight with Stormcloak. Speaking of Stormcloak no one seemed to be willing to talk despite the appearance of a dragon and instead would fight in a moment’s notice. Not surprisingly my armor made me distinctively look Imperial would cause those same Stormcloaks to attack me on sight as well. Thankfully thanks to Hadvar we were able to fight our way out of Helgen keep and stumbled upon a cave system, with giant spiders and bears.
http://i.imgur.com/xBYuvu2.jpg
Thankfully despite the challenges I managed to escape with my fur intact. Thankfully once we emerged from the cave the dragon that attacked Helgen was flying away and over bleak falls.
http://i.imgur.com/E0zKXPL.jpg
I followed Hadvar to the town of Riverwood, a small town under the rule by the Earl of Whiterun. On the way, we fought a few wolves, and briefly stopped at blessing stone which requested blessing from thief stone.
http://i.imgur.com/6dMfG43.jpg
Once inside Riverwood I managed to meet Alvor, and his wife Sigrid, who turned out to be the relative of Hadvar. Thankfully they believed Hadvar and I that a Dragon attacked Helgen and were making our escape from there. From there I was asked to report my findings to the Earl of Whiterun. But for now, I decided to spend the night to rest in Alvor’s house.
http://i.imgur.com/3JvfW4E.jpg
But prior to turning in for the night I talked to a few of the town folks and sell some of the gear taken from dead Stormcloaks. From there I promised to return Golden Claw taken from bandits who were camping out in bleakfalls. However, I only promised in jest, as I do foresee myself heading to climbing mountain to fight bunch armed thugs a silly trinket. Elsewhere in town, I talked to Faendal an Elven archer and who was in love triangle. With the promise of archery lessons, I delivered his note that was disguised as Sven’s letter. From there I returned back to Alvor’s home to finally turn in for the night before I would make my way towards Whiterun.
http://i.imgur.com/YX3aQ9A.jpg
http://i.imgur.com/7l3PlOh.jpg
It was on the cart that I have realized my life prior to today was a blank. As the horse thief thought about his past, I struggled to find mine. Luckily they did not ask me for my past, as I was unsure as how to respond. As we approached the gallows I had silently prayed to the eight or nine divine, and slowly accepted my fate as we approached the gallows.
http://i.imgur.com/8ZEGvZO.jpg
Everything seemed to be haze shortly afterwards as dragon appeared from nowhere and interrupted the execution. As soon the dragon appeared fireballs rain down from the sky, and started to breath fire killing untold number of people and destroying their homes.
http://i.imgur.com/In1tc0l.jpg
Taking the opportunity, I scrambled away from the execution gallows and scrambled to look for safety from the Dragon. With my hands bound, there was little nothing I could do but scrambled from cover to cover. I cared little for the squabbles between the Imperials and Stormcloaks and instead my way towards the only standing structure which was the keep that remained standing tall. So when the two people who were helping me run from the dragon were squabbling while literally fire rain from the sky, I decided to just dash towards the door that I first saw and it seems I accidentally sided with the Imperial soldier by the name of Hadvar.
http://i.imgur.com/tkR4kJa.jpg
With short respite from the dragon attack just outside and my hands now unbounded by Hadvar, I scrounged for clothing and equipment to better defend myself. Not surprisingly I found mostly imperial gear, but I was surprised by the quality of the blades which were mostly made of iron. While I didn’t ask Hadvar I simply conjectured that these are perhaps training for recruits using cheaply made goods. Despite being guided by Hadvar, I quietly followed behind as this was an Imperial controlled territory and I was currently a wanted criminal, nor do I know the extent of my crimes; perhaps it extended past illegal border crossing. So likewise, the fur on my back rose when I found myself being lead to the torture chambers of the keep.
http://i.imgur.com/yPBOuXY.jpg
Thankfully I wasn’t placed in the cages and was allowed to pass through after a brief fight with Stormcloak. Speaking of Stormcloak no one seemed to be willing to talk despite the appearance of a dragon and instead would fight in a moment’s notice. Not surprisingly my armor made me distinctively look Imperial would cause those same Stormcloaks to attack me on sight as well. Thankfully thanks to Hadvar we were able to fight our way out of Helgen keep and stumbled upon a cave system, with giant spiders and bears.
http://i.imgur.com/xBYuvu2.jpg
Thankfully despite the challenges I managed to escape with my fur intact. Thankfully once we emerged from the cave the dragon that attacked Helgen was flying away and over bleak falls.
http://i.imgur.com/E0zKXPL.jpg
I followed Hadvar to the town of Riverwood, a small town under the rule by the Earl of Whiterun. On the way, we fought a few wolves, and briefly stopped at blessing stone which requested blessing from thief stone.
http://i.imgur.com/6dMfG43.jpg
Once inside Riverwood I managed to meet Alvor, and his wife Sigrid, who turned out to be the relative of Hadvar. Thankfully they believed Hadvar and I that a Dragon attacked Helgen and were making our escape from there. From there I was asked to report my findings to the Earl of Whiterun. But for now, I decided to spend the night to rest in Alvor’s house.
http://i.imgur.com/3JvfW4E.jpg
But prior to turning in for the night I talked to a few of the town folks and sell some of the gear taken from dead Stormcloaks. From there I promised to return Golden Claw taken from bandits who were camping out in bleakfalls. However, I only promised in jest, as I do foresee myself heading to climbing mountain to fight bunch armed thugs a silly trinket. Elsewhere in town, I talked to Faendal an Elven archer and who was in love triangle. With the promise of archery lessons, I delivered his note that was disguised as Sven’s letter. From there I returned back to Alvor’s home to finally turn in for the night before I would make my way towards Whiterun.
http://i.imgur.com/YX3aQ9A.jpg