Realm of Games #1: Skyrim

Chapter 11

Sorry for the wait guys. I actually did have Coronavirus, it turns out. But as with everyone, it affected me in a unique way. It left my lungs and everything else alone and played destroyer with my muscles instead. Anyway, the story must go on.

"Well, this is the road going south that she mentioned. Really wish she would have warned us about the fort though." Brok stretched, popping his shoulders as he did. He had to admit, that fight had been fun.

"I have a question. Which of us should be the leader in her absence?" Arina asked. "I know we are all the same level, but we need someone to make the decisions going forward." The mage of the group, she preferred enchanted robes and a staff over armor and sword.

"Celesty is the one with the healing magic and the map, she should be the leader." Rosla said, without looking up from cleaning her mace. "Well, second in command."

Celesty blushed, very aware of a secret that could ruin their chances, if not of survival, then certainly of something else. "Um, I..."

"Yeah! That's an awesome idea!" Brok said.

Arina smiled. "It's settled then. Celesty, you're the second in command. Now that that's settled, let's get moving, yeah? Celesty, where to next?"

Nervously taking out the map, Celesty smoothed it over a slab of rock. To her relief, it looked like a straight line if they ignored the roads and went straight over the terrain. "Well, if we ignore the road, it looks like it's a straight shot south to Ivarstead. And then from there the road back west leads straight to Helgen."

*2 days later*

"I thought you said it was a straight shot to Ivarstead. It seems like we've passed through every damn dungeon along the way." Brok glared at Celesty.

"Let me see the map before someone blows his load." Arina said with a pointed glance. Brok shrugged and walked to the river to wash himself.

Rosla returned from gathering firewood. "Where's Brok?" A blush was very apparent on her pale cheeks.  Arina and Celesty pointed towards the river, so she ran in that direction.

"Well, it looks like we're fairly close to Ivarstead. But you have no idea how to actually read a map or know which direction you're facing, do you, Celesty?" Celesty shook her head, ears quivering.

"Oi! It's about time I found you!" Serana ran into the camp. "I got worried. And it looks like I was right to get worried, huh?" Celesty blushed and Arina nodded.

"Our beloved leader didn't know that Celesty can't read a map." She shook her head. " All we have to do is go south for about thirty more miles, at a guess. Anyway, I hope you're hungry, Serana. Supper's almost done. I just hope the two lovebirds get done sometime soon."

"They're just bathing, aren't they? I'll go get them." Serana walked to the river. Arina and Celesty giggled. Serana was about to get the surprise of a lifetime.

Soon they heard yelling and a squeal. Running towards the sound they found Rosla and Brok sitting on the bank dripping wet and red from head to toe dressed in their work clothes.

"Wrestling in the water, you should be ashamed of yourselves! What would Lilitah say?" Serana lectured the two embarrassed creatures.

Arina and Celesty had heard enough. They ran back to the campsite and busted out laughing. Clearly, no one had explained a few things to the poor vampire. "Let's let Lilitah take care of that," Arina said, once they'd calmed down. Celesty nodded in agreement.

A little while later after they'd eaten and cleaned up, they made a plan for the next day.

*Next morning*

Arina stretched and looked back at Rosla and Brok, who were still waking up and hadn't moved much.

"Come on, let's go! We can sleep in once we get to Helgen. Get your armor on and get a move on!" She said loudly. Groaning, the two got up and did as they were told.

Once they were dressed and more awake, Celesty waved them over to the now burnt out camp fire. "The plan for today is simple. We get to the mountain pass. We'll camp there tonight and continue on toward Helgen tomorrow. We're about fifty miles from Helgen as the dragon flies, and sixty as the Nord walks. We'll be there by tomorrow's end." She said, then folded up the map and put it in her pack. "Let's go."