Today I started off my day just like any other Nord. I am traveling to Whiterun where I hope I can open up my shop, or at least have a stand in the marketplace. At the moment I am in Riverwood working at the mill for Gerdur and Hod. I just woke up and I say it is probably around 8 right now. I get dressed and I walk out of the Sleeping Giant Inn and head towards the mill. As I arrive at the mill I hear a strange noise in the sky so of course, my curiosity gets the best of me and I look up only to see a dragon flying towards Riverwood from the direction Helgen is. I didn't think dragons exist I only thought that they were legends, but I in this world surprises happen all the time, so I can't say that I'm too surprised. Lots of people seem to be very terrified but I just kept on walking on. Just because there is a dragon does not mean that I can't work.
As I walk down to the mill I notice that Hod isn't working at the mill which is very peculiar because he's usually there when I arrive. I walk around the mill hoping to find Hod or Gerdur or even their son to see if he can tell me where they are. Even though I've been here a few days I still do not know the little boy's name. As I make it over to the other side of the mill I see 4 people standing, talking to each other, I walk closer to see who they are. I can see Gerdur's face so I call out her name. "Gerdur"
"Oh, Lydia... You're here to work aren't you?" Gerdur yells from her spot.
"Yes, I am here to work. I noticed that Hod wasn't up in the mill so I thought I'd look around for you. Who are these people?" I asked politely. I walked up to them and noticed that one of them was a Redguard women and a very handsome Nord.
"Huh, oh yes you wouldn't know them. This is Ralof, my brother," She said pointing to the handsome blonde Nord, "And this is... I did not catch your name."
"My name is Lanla," said the Redguard women.
"What brings you here to Riverwood, Ralof? I heard you are on the Stormcloaks." I asked the very handsome Ralof.
"Yes, I am a part of the Stormcloaks. We came from Helgen it has been completely destroyed-"
"By a dragon!" Interrupted Lanla
"How big was it?" Asked Hod
"It was bigger than an Inn!" Said Lanla with lots of excitement.
"And I wouldn't have made it out alive without Lanla," Ralof said.
"Is Ulfric Stormcloak still alive?" Asked Gerdur.
"I would like to think so. It takes more than a dragon to defeat him." Ralof said
"Well, I think someone should go to Whiterun to warn the Jarl and have him send us some guards."
"Yes, someone should I'll go," Lanla volunteered
"Oh, thank you Lanla," Gerdur said.
"I can show her how to get to Whiterun. I can go with her. I was heading to Whiterun anyways." I offered.
"Oh, that would be lovely if you came with. We'll need the protection if we were to leave right away." Lanla said.
"Alright just let me gather my things from the Inn and I'll meet you at Hod's and Gerdur's house," I said
"Ok, I'll be waiting", said Lanla.
I walk away feeling that there are still eyes on me and I turn my head back slightly to see Ralof still staring at me. I wonder if he thought I was pretty as well. I am a strong Nord girl with light brown hair and, as my father says, very bright, fierce, beautiful, almond-shaped, blue eyes, just like my mom. I have a scar on my face that goes over my nose, from when I was outside with my brothers in the woods when the wolves attacked. I have freckles all over my face, I have a beauty mark right under my left eye, and I am taller than most Nord women.
As I gather my stuff I notice that my iron sword is getting dull. I'll it sharpend when Lanla and I reach Whiterun. I put on my Stormcloak armor, yes I have stormcloak armor my dad gave it to me before I left home in Windhelm. I gather my coin purse, my clothes, my journal, and put them in my knapsack. I stopped at the counter to pay for my room, then I headed out towards Hod's and Gerdur's house.
YOU ARE READING
The Dragonborn
FantasyI met someone today... A traveler I would've assumed....But she was prisoner....From Helgen.
