"JARL! JARL!" a young man yelled as he ran through the giant wooden doors of the castle. "what do you want?" the jarl said impatiently his brown eyes glistening in the firelight.
"Th-the...Paarthurnax...is b-" the man stopped as he fell to the ground to reveal a dragon claw jabbed in his spine like a toothpick in styrofoam.
"So the legend is true?...." He whispered as he stared into the fire. "GUARDS! HELP ATTACKER!" he screamed breaking the silence with a screech as he threw a rock at the window. "WHAT IS IT?" a guard said rushing through the door with his iron sword drawn. "the attacker got away!" the jarl lied as he looked aggravated.
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Dovakiin (ON HOLD)
Fanfiction(Skyrim fanfiction) Ever heard of skyrim? What if one day you woke up and could use your voice in a way unimaginable? Well Tabitha did.
