Skyrim: Forging of Two Blades (COMPLETE)

Bounded

I rested at the Bannered Mare, I got some milk and steak. Then Aela came through the door, she sat next to me. She looked at me confused, I smiled at her. She looked like she wanted to talk, but I just kept eating and drinking. I paid the bard to keep singing, he was decent, but one day maybe he'll be great. Finally I rented a bed, and of course Aela followed.

"Is there something you wanna say," I asked. She went up to me.

"I wanted to know," she went on," what happen today."

"What do you mean?"

"You know, when you threw that man across the room, and how you moved very fast, and when you ran across Skyrim nonstop? How did you do that?"

"I don't know, I just did what I do. But, for part of it, I was trying to impress you." She sat on the bed and looked at me. I wasn't sure if she was mad or if she was happy. Just then, to make things worse, my spectral armour had just disappeared, I was naked. Aela turned her head.

"Well, I think I'll just be going," she said amused.

"Wait, before you go, could you get me my clothes. They should be on the bed I used." She ran to Jorrvaskr, hopefully to return with my trousers. So, until she returned I laid down on my bed, tucked myself in and waited.

In my head I was thinking some things over. I was wondering if I would ever find out more about my father, the only thing I have is a note, stolen from Grelod. I reread it, but all I could read from it was: Whiterun. The rest was all covered in mud, like someone stepped on it. I felt my eyes getting heavy, which was strange, it was daytime and I could sleep with ease, and sure I'm a werewolf but, this has never happened. Eventually I fell asleep.

I woke up with Aela sitting on a chair across the room. Though the room was different, and I had clothes on. I looked around, I remembered this room, it was one of the former Companions room.

"You're finally awake," she said," it is about time. You've been out for a few days. We were getting worried. Though you have helped us out with our problems. As well, Kodlak wants to see you."

I walked over to Kodlak's quarters. He looked at me and smiled, "Well done my son, you have gotten our fragments back and spared a Silverhand."

"Well, I remembered last time," I commented.

"Yes, now I have noticed your problem with becoming a werewolf. So I grant you a new set of Wolf armour, if worn while you become the beast, it will mold into your skin. Then once you return to human, it'll be normal." I gave him my thanks. I took the armour and put it on. I went back to the bed I had rested on in the past and wondered what I could do.

I got bored, I did not know what to do. I could return to the college to perfect my skills, but we'd probably go back to the books instead of learning hands on. We could go back and steal some things in Riften.... nah, I turned away from that path a long time ago. Though I could just go back to have a drink with Mercer, become better acquainted with him. I laid in my bed, finally I thought of perfecting my skills, in both magic and sword fighting.

For days and days I practiced until I couldn't anymore, I learned all the spells I could. I became the best at archery, swordplay, blocking all the essential skills to become a warrior, a mage and thief. I did think about helping out in the war, but I have two problems. One, I don't know which side of the war I should join. The Stormcloaks have a good reason for their cause, but the imperial do have a better reason, though they are teamed with high elves. And the second problem, Kodlak suggests that we do not interfere with the war. Ah, well there goes that.

Let's just ask to help people around town. I went to the shopping center, a wood elf asked me to gather some fresh meat for him. So I did. I went out side of the walls and onto the hunting grounds. The plains were filled with elk, rabbits and deer. I brought a couple of large sacks for the meat. I hunted for three days, and came back with five sacks full of venison and rabbit haunches.

The elf paid me with two thousand gold, it was a fair price. I felt better, I eventually learned of a few bounties on leaders of bandits and necromancers. I adventured through Skyrim for about two years. Within those two years I had moved to a city near Falkreath, and I still never learned about my past, the cities name was Helgen. It was a really nice place to be honest, it was governed by an Imperial influenced Jarl. I heard there was going to be a few Stormcloak soldiers brought here today.

Today was a very nice day, very cluttered though, Imperial soldiers were stirring up. Also, I felt a great danger was about to happen. Something very, very bad would happen, and not fellow nords being killed bad, I mean prophetically bad. But, I believe everything will be alright.... In the end... maybe.