The Elder Scrolls Skyrim: Legends of the Dragonborn

Fus Roh Dah

Mondas, Seventh Seed, Whiterun

"DRAGON!!!,AIM TO THE SKIES!!!"
The frenzied guards all scrambled to get their acts together. "Prepare yourse-" the dragon picks up a guard and tosses him asunder."GAH! LOOK OUT, ITS COMING BACK!" The dragon readies itself, sucking in the air around,"SKREE" it lets out a mighty gust of frozen air.

Several guards are flung back and blown away. swooping around the dragon fixes it's gaze upon a single guard. "I DON'T WANT TO DIE! IM NOT READY!". The dragon charges it's mighty breath darting towards the guard. "YOL TOOR SHUL!!!" A blast of white hot flames meets the dragon dead on, with an impact so heavy the dragon falls out of the sky crashing into a nearby guard post.

"Whaa?" The guard turns around. "It's okay, you won't die here, not if I have anything to say about it."behind the guard stood the might Dragonborn. "By the eight I'm saved!", "Not just yet" the Dragonborn turns his gaze to the rising dragon."

Weaving his hands around the Dragonborn casts a mighty spell, sending an overwhelming amount of lightning from the palms of his hands. The dragon reels in agony "SKREEE!" Until it collapses into submission. "It can't be? Are you the Dragonborn?" Said the baffled guard. "This is no time for talk, the beast still breaths" the Dragonborn casually approaches the dragon.

"Submit and I might spare you from a fate similar to your kiin." The dragon with it's remaining energy lifts it's head. "Dovahkiin, Ag Ahrk Dir, ha..ha..ha.."(Dragonborn, Burn and Die, Ha..ha..ha..)

"Fine then so be it" the Dragonborn takes out his sword and Pierces the beast's skull. In a swirl of energy the dragon deteriorates into it's base skeleton. " You there soldier!?!" The Dragonborn turns his attention to the remaining guard. "Y-yes sir?" The guard stands to attention.
"Send word to Jarl Balgruuf that the dragon is dead and tell the guardsmen in the city to come and help tend to those that might need it."
The guard without a word darted to the main gate and soon rejoined the Dragonborn with several dozen more men.
"Sir let us."
The guards stood in line to the Dragonborn.
"No, if I didn't wish to involve myself I wouldn't have decided to help clean this mess let alone slay yet another dragon."
The guards turn to each other.
"Well quit gawking and help, drinks are on me tonight"

-Several hours later, the Bannered Mare-

"CHEERS LADS!"
copious amounts of guards drink their ale and dance to the bards tunes. The bars was singing "The Dragonborn comes". Sitting in the back was the Dragonborn solemnly looking on at the enjoyment for the guardsmen.
"May I sit with you sir?"
The Dragonborn looks up to notice the guard from before.
"Be my guest"
The guard takes off his helm showing his rather young Nord face. Sitting down there is an awkward silence for a moment.
"Sir ?"
The Dragonborn nods to the young nord
"Yes?"
"Thank you for saving my life, nay thank you for saving all of Whiterun!"
Smirking the Dragonborn gives his full attention to the guard.
"What's your name lad?"
"Jorunn Sir" the guard swiftly stated.
Taking notice of the uneasiness of the guard, the Dragonborn reaches into a bag and pulls out a bottle of Black Briar Mead.
"Here lad to lighten the mood"
The Dragonborn offers the Mead to the guard.
"Sir this Mead is worth more than what a guard like me makes in a week, I couldn't."
"I insist" the Dragonborn dropped the bottle in the guards arms.
"Thank you sir!"
"No thank you, sometimes it's nice to get thanks every once in a while" the Dragonborn gets up out of his chair.
"Where are you going sir?"
"I'm going to go find a nice tree to pass out under, I don't often get too many chances to rest these days"
Before the Dragonborn exits the door the guard yells across the room. Turning noise into silence as everyone faces the legendary warrior.
"My name? It's Tal'bjorn."

End scene

Author's note:

Hey so this is a new series I want to work on, I got really popular off of my somewhat cringe dragon maid spinoff. During the writing of that my life was thrown out of wack and I fell off of writing. However after a lot of time and effort and with the support of my peers I decided to continue in the field of writing.

So why Skyrim?
Well I love the game and I'm actually replaying the game on a 100% playthrough, killed Alduin at Lv40 cause I get so busy with side quests. Anyways this is based off of my character and his skills, and how I'd think he would act. This came to be due to a debate In my discord about how we would actually act if Skyrim wasn't so limited.

Any ways I'm definitely enjoying writing this more that my other works and I hope you guys like it aswell! If this gets off the ground bet your butt I'mma up the length, I typed this out in an afternoon so I'll try to pump maybe 2000 word min next time. This is like a teaser.