Skyrim: The Archer's Apprentice
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Rik'Sar, a mysterious Bosmer with a Khajiiti accent, is venturing into Skyrim to explore its ancient Nord tombs, Dwarven ruins and caverns, and to hopefully settle down from his adventuring and to start a family. He meets with a homeless Bosmerian "thief", named Daedhro, whom he takes up as an apprentice with him on his exploration of the land, felling sorry for her to be homeless and of her background story. He teaches her many skills, and during their adventures, they find a valuable treasure.
NOTE: This is a PROLOGUE to the video game 'Skyrim', way before the dragon attack in Helgen.
I would like to thank http://www.uesp.net/ for giving me reliable lore and information of the locations used in this fanfiction. They also provided me with an amazing interactive Skyrim map.
Copyright: The storyline and Original Content (OC) characters are copyright protected. Any stolen content from this story will result in consequences under the Copyright Law. The name Skyrim and anything to do with the video game "The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim" was created and belongs to Bethesda and Bethesda Game Studios. I do not own anything aside the plot and storyline of this fanfiction, and the OC characters Daedhro and Rik'Sar.
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