I managed to make my escape. As much as I'd LOVE to stick around, I just had to abandon that place. I believe I should head for Riverwood. Perhaps I could find a place to rest there.
That was quite a long walk. After making it here, I'm more hungry that tired. As soon as I set foot in this little town, I see a chicken roaming around. I am quite tempted to kill it and eat it. I should look around and make sure no one's looking. Excellent! I can now rid of this idiotic hunger that dares try to consume me. I pulled out my sword and fire spell. I killed the chicken immediately.
OF COURSE!!!!!! The idiots of Riverwood are angry at me for killing a chicken! A CHICKEN! And by idiots of Riverwood, I mean EVERYONE! They're all after me with any weapons they have! Why are they trying to kill me over a freakin' chicken?!
I ran as fast as I could, but they all still followed. I'd kill them all with the Ultimate spells, but I don't want guards swarming around saying that same stupid thing, "Stop! You've violated the law!" One of the townspeople smacked me in the back of the head with a club. I got knocked out.
I awoke to the smell of.............lizard. Don't tell me it's one of those blasted argonians!
"Hey there, miss kahjiit!" A voice greeted.
"Who're you, you foul smelling reptile?" I growled.
"Hardly the way to treat some one who just saved you're life!" The argonian said.
I have certain....memories of argonians. I once met one named Dar Jee. I overheard him telling some one a cruel, racist joke about my kind. I was young and stupid then, so I broke into his house, sword in hand. That dreadful night, Dar Jee was erased from the pages of history.
"I don't like argonians." I quietly said.
"Because of Dar Jee?" The Argonian guessed.
"H-How do you know.....?" I asked in shock.
"I grew up in the town were he lived. He told me that joke about kahjiits, which is probably why you killed him, right?" The argonian explained.
"How do you know all of that?!" I hissed.
"It's only obvious. he joked about kahjiit's, and what do you know? You're a kahjiit! And coincidentally, he died after telling the joke," the argonian replied.
"Who are you?" I asked in a somewhat unfriendly voice.
"Oh! I am Ocheeva!" The argonian introduced herself. "And just because one argonian was mean to you, doesn't mean that you have to hate all of us."
I thought long and hard before saying, "Fine. I'll give you a chance. But if you do even the smallest offense, I swear to God..."
"No worries! Now I have some one who can help me slay dragons!" Ocheeva happily exclaimed.
"Slay WHAT?!"
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Skyrim Fanfiction: Keeper of the Grimiores
FanfictionEsp is just an ordinary traveling Khajiit-well almost ordinary. She has a book called a grimiore that holds the greatest of spells. She is one day accused for something she didn't do and is going to get executed. This is when her journey begins. Esp...
