An Unbroken Story

Past...

"I'm not one for alcohol."Dinner was amazing."I have 2 other sisters. Somewhere out there." I say."I have a sister, too. Her name is Gerdur. She lives in Riverwood with her husband and son.""I was born on a farm... I think in the hold of Whiterun. My dad resorted to being a drunkard bandit because... I missed 2 bugs and they destroyed the farm. We couldn't pay the taxes so we were kicked out. My father gave me the title of Athena the Broken... Grew up among thieves... and murders. I escaped and was heading here..." I say."Well, at least he can't hurt you anymore. Do you want to see the stars? I can imagine they are very pretty tonight!" he gets up from his seat."Sure!"Again, another beautiful sky. The next morning held something unexpected...There are 3 knocks on Ralof's door."I am coming!" Ralof walks past me.There are 3 guards."How can I help you?" Ralof asks."Thought we might as well spread the news around; Ulfric murdered the high-king last night.""What?! How? That guy must have at least 10 guards with him!" Ralof exclaims."He shouted him apart... I don't know what that means.""If he used a shout... aren't shouts an ancient nord art? Lost to the ages?" I ask."We think it is just a rumor, but... a man like him must hold some secrets!" a guard answers."Hm... wait. What if he is dovahki-" I start."Don't be stupid, dragons are gone. Dead!" a guard mocks me."It is possible..." I mutter.I hear a roar overhead. The guys talk. I head outside and see a huge dark gray dragon fly over my head."Heh." I scoff.Later, me & Ralof go out among many other Stormcloaks to cross a border."Something doesn't feel right..." I whisper to Rolaf. Suddenly, many an imperial jump from the trees and a battle unfolds. I try dodging all the weapons, but something hits my head. HARD.