Skyrim: The life of a Dovahkiin

The Elder Scrolls: Skyrim is an open-world RPG with an amazing story. I am here to tell you that story; the story of my Dovahkiin.
It contains spoilers, so if you haven't played the game and you do intent to, don't read this. If you have played the game through, or not going to play it at all and don't care about spoilers, do enjoy my story.


5. A couple of Stormcloaks

Through another door were a long corridor, and further ahead of them came two Stormcloaks running. The dragon flying around outside let out an earthshaking roar, that made some of the corridor collapse, and just moments before the chunks would have hit her, Ralof pulled her back.

“Watch out!” He shouted, trying to overcome the loud sounds of stone falling on each other.

Standing up again, she gave him a quick thanks, and he smiled at it.

Two voices were heard from behind a door to their left, and slowly and silently Ralof pulled out his sword.

As soon as Ralof saw they were Imperials he yelled at them: “Death to the Empire!” And charged at them.

“You wont leave Helgen alive!” The soldier in the heavy armor shouted back and charged at Ralof.

The other soldier, wearing a lighter armor, swung his sword at Cordelia, but she quickly blocked him. As they both tried to press their weapon upon the other, Cordelia fastened her left foot on the ground and made a dangerous move, by raising her right foot to kick the Imperialist away.

He let out a loud “oof” when she kicked him away. Not giving him a chance to regain his breath, she jumped on top of him and with an easy and practiced move, she slit his throat.

As she stood over the inanimate Imperialist and waited to catch her breath, she heard a sound of a heavy armor fall to the floor. When she turned around, the other Imperialist was dead too.

“Nicely done.” Ralof said.

Cordelia nodded with a smile. “You too.”

She put away her two swords and they both looked around.

“Looks like a storeroom” Ralof said. “ See if you can find any potions. We'll need them.”

He picked up a pair himself and she found some in the barrel that the soldier had been searching through. On their way through the storeroom, she grabbed an apple and took a few, quick bites off of it, before tossing it away again.

“Done? Let's get moving.” He opened another door and they walked down a few steps of a staircase, when they could hear fighting.

“Trolls blood! It's a torture room.” Ralof said in shock.

The two Stormcloaks from before were fighting the torturers.

One of them was using magic on the female Stormcloak, and in her pain she fell to her knees. Quickly, by reflex, Cordelia threw her one sword at the mage. It hit perfectly in his shoulder and he almost fell from the force and sudden assault. As he was about to focus his attack towards Cordelia, she quickly made a high kick, and his jaw made cracking sounds has her foot hit it and send him unconscious to the floor.

When she turned around, she saw Ralof pulling his sword out of the chest of the other torturer.

“Was Jarl Ulfric with you?” He asked the two Stormcloaks when they had caught their breaths.

“No, I haven't seen him since the dragon showed up.” The woman puffed, and the other Stormcloak shook his head.

“Come on, we have to keep moving.” Ralof then said and waved them all along.

They all ran down a hall filled with cells of the torturers victims, yet they were all empty.

They came into an even larger torture room. At the end of the room, a large hole had been broken through the wall and it led on down a lit road.

“I wonder if there's any more Imperials hiding down here somewhere...” The woman spoke and the other soldier agreed.

“Yeah, why would this hole be here otherwise? All lit up even.”

“Let's just walk carefully” Ralof said and they walked into the tunnel.

Soon enough they could hear voices and it was definitely not Stormcloaks, judging by the way the spoke about Tullius.

The Stormcloaks and Cordelia all readied their weapons, and as soon as the Imperials saw them, they attack and arrows began flying around.

Shortly after, the water running through the room were dyed red from the dead Imperials. All four of them appeared to be alive and breathing, but not all of them made it out of them fight without a scratch.

Cordelia turned around and saw the male Stormcloak had gotten an arrow through his shoulder and was lying down. The woman knelt by him and found a healing potion from her satchel.

“He can't move on and I wont leave him like this. I'll keep watch in case Ulfric comes through here, Talos guide the both of you.” She said and nodded them towards an opening.

Ralof sheathed his sword. “Let's go ahead then. See if the way is clear. Come on Cordelia.”

She nodded and followed him.

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