Somehow I could understand this was my last moment on this land of Skyrim. It was not sad for me. I felt that Mauve couldn't be able to handle my death.
Shaking my head back to reality. People were getting out of the carriages. I stand up with my hands tied. And jump out. The man with a list says to me. "Somehow your kind always seems to find trouble, she's not on the list, Chief." The man says. The Chief says "Put her on the block." "We will put your remains in Elsweyr." He responded with a hint of sadness. "Put them in Black-Marsh," I growl back.
They ignore what I said and walk over to the chopping block. A monk of the 8 divines was talking.
Then a person told the monk to shush up and execute him already.
So they do. They call me I lay my head down. A Dragon attack!
~~Time Skip after Helgen!~~
My eye catches a stone, it was large and had mage, warrior, and thief on the stone. I picked a warrior. Hadvar rang in my ear "Warrior, good choice."
While we were walking to Riverwood I asked him "Have you heard of Mauve?"
He looked at me with a curious look and said, "No, but she might be in Riverwood."
I stayed quiet hoping she was in Riverwood, but my gut knew she wasn't there. We arrived at Riverwood he ran to the blacksmith, his uncle he talked about. They talked about what happened at Helgen while Hadvar's young cousin was away.
The uncle spoke to me "But can you tell the Jarl about these dragon attacks?"
"Of course, but have you heard of a girl name Mauve?" I asked.
"No, but she could be in Whiterun. It is just down the road." He smiled at me.
"Okay, can I take these?" As I pointed at a sweet roll.
"Sure, careful out there." His wife ringed at me.
As I walk down the road a courier came up to me and said
"This letter is for you ma'am."
Then he just ran off without even daring to tell me who it was from.
The letter said
To: Y/N
Hello, we know where your sister is. Meet us in Whiterun, In Dragonsreach.
From: Jarl Balgruuf
"Uh, how does the Jarl know about my sister?" I ask myself, "Whatever. As long as my sister is alive, we're on good terms..."
I continue to walk and make my way to Whiterun. I see farms and all sorts of things, I see a girl talking about a Jester on one of the roads, and I see a bunch of people fighting a giant. I try to help out, but he was already mostly dead.
A girl with an unusual outfit asks me "You look like a good shield sister."
"Thanks, but what is a shield sister?"
"Oh, you're not from here?"
"Nope."
"You should join the Companions." She said as she walked away with the rest of the Companions.
I whispered to myself, "No thank you."
Continuing on I make my way to the Whiterun gate.
"Halt! The Jarl says no one goes unless you have business."
Uhhh what do I say?
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Heroine
Fantasy(This is heavily based on "The Elder Scrolls" series.Things like loss of family and loss of people are involved. Some bullying ,but not heavily.) Y/N was born in Black-Marsh. Even though she is a Khajiit. Suddenly her parents disappeared. For unknow...
