The Dragon Slayer

Chapter 1

Hey guys, Triforcedemon here I hope you enjoy this book, its going to be one of my longest books. I will try to update every week. if i dont, spam me with comments. Please mind grammar and spelling. enjoy!

How... how had this happend to me... I was so damn close to it.... So close to the sword.... Now I'm off to some Imperial camp....

"Hey, you there, why are you going to the block?" one of the other prisoners asked me.

"I was trying to get the daedric sword of Lizordor. I was so close but I was caught in the ambush... I as in a group... I don't know if they made it..." I answered.

Ah. We are there. This looks like Helgan. Now i just got to hope that its the block, not the rope. 

I walked to where all the other people were. Great... I have an itch on my head. Well. This is the best first-world problem to have when your hands are tied up.

"You there! What's your name?" said a important looking solider with a list.

"Its Ragneth Ilko'alki, sir." I replied.

"My oh my, arn't we polite. Well being polite wont get your out of this." He said while flipping through his list. "He isn't on the list, what do we do?" He said to the captain. Well, I think she is the captain.

"Forget the list. He goes to the block." She said furiously

"I'm sorry. we will send your ashes to... whats your home town?' he asked me.

"Vivec, in Morrowind. Born and raised." I said.

"Ok. go to the line." he commanded me, in a harsh, yet sorry kind of tone.

I stepped into the line. I was next.

"NEXT!" ordered the captain.

*ROAR*

"What in Oblivion is that?" asked one of the prisoners. I had realized I hadent gone to the block.

"I said next!" The captain repeated.

I walked slowley to the block. The captain used her foot to keep my head by the block. This is it... this is where it ends....

Then I saw it. A dragon. Like the ones in stories for children. This was no story. This was real. The executioner did not stop. Right before he was going to kill me, the dragon said something... That called to me...

Yol Toor Shul!

Fire came from its mouth like a fire rune, but much more dangerous.

I got up, with my hands still strung together. I was going to escape. I was going to, but the dragon had other plans. He blocked the exit. I went into a house. Dead end.

"Damnit" I said to myself.

"Jump!" The guard that had the list before.

I jumped. my legs felt like springs when i landed. but not so fun. I ran. I ran with all of my might. The rest was a blur... Until I went with Hadvar, On of the imperials. He unbinded my hands.

"Get some armor and a weapon or two." He told me.

I did has he suggested. I just needed a sword. My mother taught me some Destruction magic, flames. We went through the Helgans Keep. We  found some stormcloaks in there. I went in disarmed and asked why they were still here, they were about to answer but they saw Hadvar. Then they tried to kill me. I dont like killing, but i will if i have to. I stated to use Flames while dodging their attacks. then I swung. I killed one of them. After I killed the other, I took one of the guys armor and wore it, has a disguise. We went on. There were a few more stormcloaks but the armor didnt work. I made it through them. There was the door to the outside...

After we made it outside Hadvar told me to go home or something... I couldn't really hear. but he told me where to find him. I decided to go to "The Sleeping Giant Inn". It is also a bar. 

When I got there I took a seat.

"Nord Mead please!" I told the tender.

"Got 16 septims?" He asked.

I passed them down. And I got a cold mead in return.

"I'm buying" Said a familiar voice.

"Excuse me?" I asked.

His armor... Look so familiar...

" Do you know a person named Thaasson?" I asked the person. "If so tell them that the price is high and the gold is nigh."

"Ragneth! It is you! "He exclaimed.

"Thaasson! Why did you let me get captured!?" I asked angrily.

"Dude! Chill! I got your armor! And your sword,  LightBreaker." he said quickly. 

"Ok. that doesn't answer my question." I said.

"I'll explain on the way home." he said.  

  Thaasson and I were like brothers. But he was strong. Extremely. He could take on an Orc That wears five iron chest plates for jogging. He also made a deal with Herma-Mora. I only know that the deal gave him the power t make his own daedric artifacts. My sword was one of them. It could engulf people in light and darkness to burn of suffocate them. 

 Thats if fo now. Bai