"Go back to bed, whelp." A gruff voice said. I saw Vilkas slumped in a chair in the opposite corner and immediately stood; he was so still I didn't notice him. "Why?" I challenged him, noticing his odd position as I stepped closer. "Because I said." "And when did you become Harbinger?" He huffed a laugh, but didn't smile. "You're learning quick." After several years abroad, all Nova wants is to return to her home country of Skyrim and live a peaceful life. She returns to a country at war, where she has few allies and fewer friends. After surviving a near-execution and a dragon attack, her world changes forever. In an effort to find a new lease on life, she joins the Companions, a legendary band of warriors. Unfortunately, all is not as it seems. Part 1 of 4. (All characters but Novariana belong to Besthesda, as this is fanfiction from the video game "The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim")