The Elder Scrolls IV... And A Half

Chapter 7

" Step towards the block when we call your name. One at a time!" One of the Imperial captains was barking orders. Another stood next to her. He looked like an ordinary soldier, and he had a quill one hand and paper in the other.

"Ulfric Stormcloak, Jarl of Windhelm." The man with the rag over his mouth walked away. " Ralof of Riverwood." The Stormcloak soldier walked towards the block, saying "It has been an honour, Jarl Ulfric." The Imperial looked back at the list. "Lokir of Rorikstead." The thief stepped forward with a frightened expression. "No! I'm not a rebel! You can't do this!" He began to sprint for the gate. "Halt!" the Imperial captain shouted. "You're not gonna kill me!" the thief exclaimed. "Archers!" the captain yelled. Two Imperial archers drew their bows and shot the thief. He slumped to the floor.

The captain turned back. "Anyone else feel like running?!" The soldier looked up at Goken. "Wait. You there. Step forward." Goken did as he was told. "Who are you?" Goken looked up at them. "I'm Goken Dragonspyre the VI. I'm from Cyrodiil but I'm a Nord." The soldier looked down at the list. You picked a bad time to come home to Skyrim." He looked up and addressed the captain. "What should we do? He's not on the list." She faced Goken. "Forget the list. He goes to the block." The soldier swallowed. "By your orders, captain." He turned to Goken. "Follow the captain, prisoner."

Goken followed the captain to the crowd. A man, presumably the Imperial General, was facing Ulfric Stormcloak. "Some here in Helgen call you a hero," he said. "But a hero doesn't use a power like the voice to murder his king and usurp his throne." Ulfric grunted from behind the rags. The general grimaced. "You started this war; plunged Skyrim into chaos, and now the Empire will put you down and restore the peace!" Suddenly, a sound appeared in the distance. A roar.

"Did you hear that?" one of the Imperial soldiers asked. The general turned and walked away. The captain said, "It was nothing. Carry on." She walked over to the block and turned to the crowd. "First! The Nord in the rags!" She pointed to Goken. Again, a roar sounded, this time closer. "There it is again." another soldier stated. "Did you hear that?" The captain faced them. "I said - Next. Prisoner." The soldier from before called Goken. " To the block, prisoner. Nice and easy."

Goken walked forward and bent down. The captain pushed him so his head lay on the chopping block. He looked up at the towering executioner above him who was lifting his axe. And then, in the corner of his eye, Goken saw a dragon.