Skyrim's Saviors

25: Ularik Stormcloak

Lydia brings me dye, and I dye my hair pitch black. As I sit among the new allies, I look at each of them. Sinbil the Khajiit. Relfire Salingahl, the High Elf. Lydia, the Nord. And she says that there are others.

Relfire's sister, Taaren, is missing. She has been missing since a month ago. Either she is dead or she has been captured. We need to find her as soon as possible, but it isn't going to be easy.

As we get ready to get going from here, Relfire stands in front of me and hooks the bow around my shoulders. She is somber today. Her yellow eyes look down when I look at her and she hums something under her breath. She looks at me after a while, but then, she blinks.

"Are you okay?" I ask her, taking in her elven armor and daggers at her hips. She sighs and brushes her short, black bob of hair back out of her face. Relfire walks over and sits down on a couch nearby.

"I'm scared," she confesses. "I'm 168 years old, and I don't remember being so scared before. I just .... I want her back. I have not seen her in three and a half years. Not overly long, to my kind, but .... I wonder who has her. Who has been hurting her? Why? So many unanswered questions."

Suddenly, the image of my father's death flashes in my mind. I take a deep breath and try to avoid crying. I have to stay strong. I look at her, and wonder who it was that killed him.

"Let's go," says Relfire.

We walk towards the door, and outside, I see Sinbil and Lydia standing by the stables, where three horses are. I mount up behind Lydia on the white horse she was climbing onto. Relfire climbs onto the black and gray horse and shifts against the saddle. Sinbil looks at us, worried.

"Are we ready to go?" he asks.

"Yes," says Relfire.

Sinbil climbs onto his horse and together, we ride off into the world.