FUS RO DAH!
so this is part one in a little skyrim fan-thing that I'm going to do, I'm going to be uploading some skyrim images while telling a story at the same time. this is part one of however many parts this ends up being.
Nyx is a young nord who was a drifter in the wilds of skyrim, her parents where murdered by bandits at a young age,and she was sold into slavery. Nyx soon escaped form captivity and she disappeared into the wilds of skyrim. she was forced her to survive by any means possible, she stole, hunted, and did mercenary work for most of her life until, one day, while she was sitting in her camp fishing by a lake, a giant attacked her without warning! she tried to escape but couldn't get away beast, and just as it seemed she would be killed, something amazing happened. with a loud scream a thu'um' erupted from her, blowing the giant into the air and crashing down to the earth. Nyx was amazed by her discovery, as she practiced more and more she found that the thu'um' came naturally to her, she was amazed, remembering the stories her mother would read to her about the famed DRAGONBORN. years passed as she became a master of the thu'um' she slowly became infamous around the land as "the witch who could shout you to death!"
Nyx slowly became lonely as she grew into an adult, most of her life had been spent alone, she stayed away from people unless she was trading in towns or just relaxing at a inn, all the friends she had made as a mercenary were either dead or gone, Nyx realized that she had no meaningful connection with anybody, causing her to grow bitter.
on day when Nyx was trading some supplies in Winterhold she saw a man steal something from a woman, normally, Nyx wouldn't have batted an eye lash, but today Nyx was in a bad mood, she was sick of people, and the look of the thief just rubbed Nyx the wrong way. Nyx muttered "Fus ro dah!" the the unrelenting force hit the thief like a speeding truck, the shout hit the thief and sent him flying through the wall of the Inn. the entire town looked in shock as Nyx walked over and returned the stolen item to the woman. with everyone still in shock Nyx began to leave the town when she heard a voice yell for her form behind. Nyx looked and saw and old man running up to her, he was a man with a long grey hair and a big grey beard. the man was wearing mage robes and told her that his name was Tolfdir, he ecstatically told her how he saw her use her thu'um' and how impressed and amazed her was, he asked Nyx to demonstrate more of her talent, Nyx replied by looking away and blowing fire. Tolfdir started clapping while smiling ear to ear, as nyx began to leave Tolfdir extended and invitation to the Mage's collage of Winterhold.
Nyx was taken back by the offer, nobody had ever wanted her to be a part of something, Nyx declined the offer and quickly ran off, confused as to why the Tolfdir would offer her a place at the collage. she was a Nord, why would she want to wield something such as magic? that night Nyx sat by her fire in the middle of the forest, she just stared at the dancing flames trying to make sense of her emotions, she thought and thought about Tolfdir's offer, and finally, Nyx made a decision.
she was tired of being alone, in the morning, Nyx would go the Mage's collage of Winterhold.
[continued in part 3]