One Shots and Short Stories

Skyrim - Teldryn Sero (part 1)

I had just gotten off the boat and I hired a carriage to take me from Windhelm to Markarth. I was to see my Brother, Endon and his wife, Kerah. They needed my help with something but wouldn't say what, said that they didn't want to put it in the letter and that I should just get to Skyrim as soon as I could. Apparently, it was a task that required my special skills and that they could not afford to hire someone. Never mind the fact that my sister-in-law would probably not trust anyone else to take on the task, no matter how much my brother paid them. This favour better be worth my time.

I arrived at Markarth stables a few days later. As I made my way to my brother's house, I past a guard who commented on my armour.

"Ebony armor, by Ysmir, tis a wondrous sight..."

I must admit, I am very proud of my Ebony armour. It was specially made for me by a legendary blacksmith from Hammerfell after I had rescued his daughter from a group of bandits. He also made matching weapons, along with a shield.
It really helped, getting those weapons and armour free of charge. I make a fair amount of money but nowhere near enough to be able to pay for gear this good. A full set of legendary ebony armour also helps to intimidate my foes, and the fact that I'm a woman means that they under estimate me, which is a big mistake. I am one of the best swordsmen, or rather swordswomen, to come out of Hammerfell and I've found that mercenary work suits me well.

I knocked on my brother's door and waited. After a while, he opened up.

"Sister! I'm glad you got here safely. You didn't run into any Forsworn did you?" He opened his arms to give me a hug.

"Surprisingly, no. How are you brother?" I asked as we parted.

"Good. You must be tired and hungry. Inside, quickly. The streets of Markarth aren't safe at night." He ushered me inside before closing the door and locking it.

I walked further into the house and was greeted by Kerah.

"Hello, Amira. Nice to see you again. How are you?" She got up from her seat and gave me a quick hug.

"Tired. Hungry. But otherwise well." I pulled off my helmet and ran my hands through my hair as I took a seat at the table. "So what have you all been doing?" I rested my forearms on the table.

"Well, Adara has become quite the silversmith. She helps me make jewelry for her mother sell." He put a tankard full of mead and a plate of food down in front of me.

We spoke while I ate, catching up on each others lives. I heard small footsteps coming from the bedrooms. A tired looking girl wobbled into the room, rubbing her eyes and yawning.

"Sorry, sweetie. Did I wake you?" I said across the table.

She saw me and her face lit up.

"Amira!" She ran and hopped onto my lap.

"Hello Adara, my sweet." She wrapped her arms around my neck and gave me a good squeeze. "I hear you've become quite the silversmith."

"Yeah. It's lots of fun, I get to hit things with a hammer." I laughed. "And I'm really good at making rings."

"Well, then. I have a job for you." I dug into my knapsack and pulled out a flawless diamond. "Here."I handed her the small gem. "I want you to make a ring and put this in the center."

She hopped off my lap. "I'll do it right now."

"Excuse me young lady." Adara stopped in her tracks as her mother put her hands on her hips. "It's late. You need to get to bed."

"Yes mama." She trotted over to me and gave me one last hug.

"Good night, sweetie." I patted her head.