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.

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3. A dragon

Then another roar came from the sky as the headsman lifted his axe, and from behind the mountain that Cordelia looked at, a dragon flew out with black wings and headed towards them.

oked at, a dragon, the same dragon from her home, flew out and came towards them. “What in Oblivion is that?” Tullius yelled, and the headsman didn't seem to have noticed the dragon yet as he kept raising his blade higher and higher.

“Sentries! What do you see?” The Captain yelled and quickly got an answer: “It's in the clouds!”

IT then landed on a tower in front of Cordelia so that she could still see it. The earth shook as the heavy creature landed and the headsman fell.

One of the Stormcloak soldiers yelled in fear: ”Dragon!”

It gave a fearfull roar that send shivers down Cordelia's back. The sky grew dark as a storm began brewing, making it rain fire. Cordelia had frozen from fear for a moment and didn't know what to do, as she watched the dragon, and it felt like it watched her too, with it's red eyes.

“Don't just stand there! Kill that thing!” Tullius commanded, and from where Cordelia laid, she saw arrows fly at it, but it just shouted again.

A fireball landed behind Cordelia, pushing her a bit so that she'd fall off of the block and land face first on the ground.

“Guards, get the townspeople to safety!” Tullius yelled.

Her vision was blurry and she had a hard time getting up from the thrashing before, when she heard the known voice of Ralof, when he yelled at her and pulled her up: ”Hey, you. Get up! Come on, the Gods won't give us another chance!”

She were surprised that he even cared for her, being an Imperialist and all. But he had seemed like a friendly and good guy from the beginning in the cart.

”This way!” He grabbed her still tied hands, and ran towards a tower, where Ulfric was standing inside and waving them to him.

The door got slammed in after them, and Cordelia tripped over her own feet in the hurry. It was painful as she landed on the ground, with her heavy body crushing her arms underneath her, even though she had felt worse pain. She then felt someone pulling her up again, and cursed a bit, praying that this wouldn't become a habit. Her vision had slowly begun to come back again, and as she looked around in the tower, she could see wounded Stormcloak soldiers bleeding on the ground. She then turned towards Ralof and Ulfric.

“Jarl Ulfric! What is that thing? Can the legends be true?” Ralof sounded very shocked.

“Legends don't burn down villages.” Ulfric answered and sounded like a wise man.

 Another roar made everyone dodge as if it would protect them from danger.

“We need to move. Now!” The Jarl shouted.

“That's the smartest thing anyone have told me today!” Cordelia said and turned to Ralof in hope that he knew where to go.

And he did. “Up through the tower, let's go!” He quickly turned around and ran up the stairs with Cordelia right behind him without any hesitation to follow.

A part of the tower had collapsed, and a soldier were trying to clear the way. “We just need to move some of these rocks to clear the way!”

Suddenly the wall broke, and the dragon stuck in its head, where after Cordelia got pulled away by Ralof. “Get back!”

She had begun to feel offended by his way of always trying to save her, she could handle herself!

The entire tower shook, and she looked away in the embrace of Ralof, as the dragon spoke it's language and blasted fire through the hole, scorching the entire second floor as Ralof and Cordelia hid on the stairs.

Just as quickly as it had appeared, it dissappeared again, moving on to attack the other poor souls in the smaller town of Helgen.

“See the inn on the other side? Jump through the roof and keep going!” Ralof said, pointing at a hole in the roof of a bruning inn.

She looked down at it and then up at Ralof again, checking if he was serious, and it looked that way. “Are you insane, Nord?! I can't jump that far! Since when can Imperials fly?!” She shook her head in denial.

“Just go! We'll follow when we can!” He demanded of her with a rock hard tone.

Stepping up on the edge of the hole in the wall that the dragon made, she cursed herself for her stupidity, knowing that she couldn't possibly make the jump; not with tied hands at least! She sank hard before taking the jump. She landed just exactly next to the burning part of the roof, and she quickly felt it's heat, and just as quickly stepped away from it. She was rather impressed with herself not falling when she landed. As she tried to walk, she could feel that her legs were hurting a bit; the landing had apparently not been as perfect as she herself thought. As she made her way the upper floor of the very small inn, she looked back and saw that no one was following her. She thought she was on her own now. Again.

Jumping downstairs through a hole in the floor, she noticed the dragons shadow flying over the inn, and hesitated a bit to walk outside.

“Haming, you need to get over here. Now!” The soldier from earlier yelled at a little kid. ”That a boy. You're doing great.” He said to reasure the child, as he was crying and shaking like a leaf.

And just as he managed to get away, the dragon lands on the ground not too far away from them, and the soldier pulls them all aside.

“Gods... Everyone get back!” He yelled, as the dragon opened it's mouth and beflamed a man luying on the ground.

He then noticed Cordelia hiding behind cover with them. “Still alive, prisoner? Keep close to me if you want to stay that way.”

She didn't really have a say in this, as she did want to survive.

“Gunnar, take care of the boy. I have to find General Tullius and join the defence!” The soldier said to an older man, whose name apparently was Gunnar.

“Gods guide you Hadvar.” Gunnar said, also telling Cordelia the name of the soldier.

Hadvar then pushed Cordelia at her back to get her moving, and she didn't really protest. Her eyes lingered a bit on the dead Nord that had been scorched by the dragon, before getting pulled by the arm again. They jumped down a pair of burning stairs, that did leave a few marks on Cordelia's bare feet.

”Stay close to the wall!” Hadvar yelled.

A huge, black wing somehow managed to get down between a burning house and the wall that they stood up against. Hadvar extended an arm to hold Cordelia against the wall, as they both stared at the huge wing with open mouths. The dragon breathed fire into an already burnt down house, not noticing the two of them before setting off again.

“Quickly, follow me!” He pulled at her hands and ran up through some stairs, and through a crushed, burning house.

People all around was screaming and crying in panic, as they tried to flee the dragons merciless attack, but the raining fire got them.

“Tell my family I fought bravely!” Soldiers and Mages would yell. “Use everything we have!”

In the midst of chaos and panic, some people seemed to have a bit of compassion in them, as she saw two soldiers helping one another. “Come on. Give me your hand, I'm getting you out of here.”

“Hadvar! Into the keep, soldier, we're leaving!” Tullius commanded as they approached him.

And Hadvar weren't one to hesitate to follow orders, as he ran towards the keep, leaving behind his comrades in arms. Though it had been an order. Cordelia though stood for a moment and looked at the mages throw fire at the dragon, but she had a feeling it wasn't working. At all. She then noticed Hadvar were waiting for her. Why was beyond her.

“It's you and me, prisoner. Stay close!” Hadvar yelled, and she was still confused as to why he even bothered with her. She was seen as a criminal apparently.

“How in Oblivion do we kill this thing?” The soldiers yelled, and Cordelia got more and more insecure, doubting it was ever a good idea to come to Skyrim.

“Die, for the love of the Gods, die!” They shouted, and as Cordelia ran underneath a bridge, an archer fell down in front of her, making her gasp.

He reached out for her; ”H...elp...” He almost whispered before collapsing entirely.

Cordelia looked back for a second, but turned around as soon as she heard a familiar name.

“Ralof! You damned traitor. Out of my way!” Hadvar yelled at the Stormcloak soldier.

“We're escaping, Hadvar. You're not stopping us this time.” Ralof said and they both shared an equal hateful look.

“Fine. I hope that dragon takes you all to Sovngarde.” Hadvar snapped at Ralof.

“You! Come on, into the keep!” Ralof pointed at Cordelia and ran past her, towards a door.

“With me, prisoner. Let's go!” Hadvar said and ran, but she didn't follow him, and as he turned around to look at her, she gave him the finger and followed Ralof through the door.

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