Titus gazed up into the Cyrodiilic night sky. It certainly was a sight to behold. It wasn't as beautiful as the auroras that sometimes illuminated the night in Skyrim, but it was still awe inspiring. This was the sky of his homeland. He'd not set eyes on it for a couple of years now.

Titus was originally from Kvatch. His family had lived there for a while. He hadn't seen them for seven years. What could have changed? Were Flavia and Marcius, his mother and father in good health? Were Diomedes and Lucia, his brother and sister, happily married? Did they have children?

"What's on your mind Titus?"

Titus looked to his side to find Serana, who had turned to face him, lying on her bedroll. Her glowing, vampiric eyes stood out in the darkness of the night. Titus's deep blue eyes focused on her.

Titus ran his fingers through his short, neatly cut brown hair, "Just thinking about family."

"Oh," replied Serana, "what about them?"

"Will they have changed? What will they think of me?"

"They'll be proud of you Titus. What else could they think? You've saved the world three times; you're a Legate in the Empire, you're the Harbinger of the Companions and the Arch-mage of the College of Winterhold. You're also the Thane of all the holds in Skyrim.

Titus sighed, "We'll see I guess."

"Get some sleep now Titus, you'll need it."

Serana closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep. Titus had trouble doing this though. Sometimes his beast blood would keep him awake. He'd try to shut his eyes but they would always open again ten minutes later.

He turned his attention to his Dragonplate armour that was piled up on his other side. He took his sword, Paal Qo Feyn, by the hilt, and ran his finger along the dragonbone blade. The lightning enchantment made the end of his finger tingle. He placed the sword down gently by his armour.

Titus's mind drifted to another topic. Quintus. Quintus was Titus's oldest friend back from the days of his childhood. They had not seen each other since Titus left Kvatch. It would be great to see him again.

With that last thought fresh in his mind, Titus finally managed to fall into a deep sleep.

"Ugh." Titus's eyes slowly parted. The morning sun filled his eyes with light. It crept over the hills, casting shadows of trees in the forest.

Rubbing his eyes, he stood up, flexing and stretching his muscles as he did. Titus always loved a bright and cheerful morning. The medley of colours and fresh smells helped to set a positive mood for the day.

Titus walked over to the carriage to collect some food for breakfast. Both he and Serana needed as much energy as possible. He'd be dragging her around Kvatch like a kid in a toyshop.

Titus turned his attention to Serana, who was curled up in her bedroll. Gods she could sleep. She always said it was her 'beauty sleep'. Titus certainly didn't disagree with that. On their adventures together, she had a number of admirers. Titus was one of them.

Serana started to fidget in her bedroll. She opened her weary eyes.

"Morning." said Titus.

"Morning," Serana's reply came out as more of a tired splutter than a proper word. "You making breakfast?"

"Obviously." The one thing Titus made sure he never missed every normal day was breakfast. Breakfast prepared the body and mind for the day ahead.

Titus and Serana travelled for a couple more hours before reaching Kvatch. The sight of his old hometown brought back memories for Titus. The white banners bearing the wolf's head blew in the steady breeze. There were guards, all dressed in their white and silver uniforms, patrolling the entrance. The dull grey walls stood firm and strong on the skyline.

Titus brought the carriage in and parked it by the stables. For the whole journey, Serana sat in the back of the carriage, which was protected by a canopy, so she wasn't exposed to the sun's rays.

They walked up together to the main entrance to the city. Two armed guards protected it. One of them approached them.

"State your business in the city." demanded the guard.

Titus promptly replied, "I'm here to visit family."

The guard paused for a few seconds, closely examining Titus's facial features that were partially concealed by his helmet.

"Titus," the guard exclaimed, removing his helmet, "good to see you!"

Titus gasped in shock, "Albus!" Titus and Albus gave each other a manly hug of reunion.

Albus was another of Titus's childhood friends. He had nearly shoulder length, jet black hair that was combed back, dark hazel eyes and a narrow face.

"Go right in Titus," happily said Albus, looking over his shoulder at Serana. "Who's your friend?"

"That's Serana." replied Titus.

Serana gave Albus a friendly smile which he returned.

Titus and Serana made their way through the main gates and into the city. It was exactly as Titus had remembered it. The streets were full of people going about their lives. The smell of freshly baked bread flooded his nostrils. The voices of the people made the place come to life. Titus felt a pleasant sense of nostalgia enter his mind.

It was good to be home.

Personal Comments:

Ah, the second story (not anymore, I deleted it so I could focus on this one). I'll be trying to juggle this and my other story at the same time. Should be fun. Anyway, this story will be a group of stories grouped together to form one big story. They will go in chronological order unless I decide to do a flashback story or something like that. Just like The Knights of Baal, I'll be doing a character list to reboot your memories of any new characters. As always criticise away. My motto for writing now is: "Never neglect an opportunity for improvement." That quote came from Sir William Jones. I'll also do a dragon language glossary at the end because I know that most people aren't fluent in the dragon tongue. Might actually try to learn it now. Can't possibly be that hard. See you soon.

Characters:

Titus: The almighty Dragonborn. 25 years of age. A morally good person. Will help anyone in need. Kills bad guys for a living.

Serana: The vampire you find in a dungeon in Dawnguard. One of the most fleshed out characters in Skyrim. Some people obsess over her too much. Like signing a petition to make her marriable in game. Sigh.

Flavia: Titus's mother. Will be fleshed out in later chapters.

Marcius: Titus's father. Will be fleshed out in later chapters.

Diomedes: Titus's older brother. Will be fleshed out in later chapters.

Lucia: Titus's younger sister. Will be fleshed out in later chapters.

Quintus: Titus's best childhood friend. Will be fleshed out in later chapters.

Albus: Titus's friend. One of the Kvatch city guards.

Dragon Language Glossary:

Paal Qo Feyn: Enemy Lightning Bane.