A/N: Hi, all! This is my first official fanfiction. This first chapter is a bit short and perhaps dull, but I'm very excited about this story! Please be kind in your reviews, this took a lot of courage to make public. Enjoy!
DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything, except for my OC.
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Night was setting in and she was beginning to grow weary for rest. But in the distance near a vegetable farm she saw three warriors fighting a giant. Forgetting her desire for rest, she sprinted against the gentle wind. She slung her bow around from her back in a tight grip, leaping onto the post of the fence and began to fire her arrows. The ebony arrow pierced the giant's head and he growled in pain. The warriors looked up to see a woman in leather armor. A hood hung low on her head, but they could see her lips in a tight line from concentration.
The giant stumbled toward her while the warriors continued hacking away at his legs. Effortlessly, she climbed her way up his mighty body as his arms flailed about trying to grab her. She produced a spear from her back and jammed it into the beast's head. He grunted and fell to the ground. She casually jumped off his shoulders before he collided with the soft dirt and turned to face the trio, pushing her hood back to her shoulders.
Farkas stared at her in awe. She was breathtaking. Dark war paint covered the left side of her face in a large stripe, bringing out her large eyes. She had a beautiful face, although a scar was quite present on her right side from her ear to her nose. Her pink, plump lips looked pretty against her alabaster skin. Her dark hair was short and decorated with braids. She was lovely.
"You handle yourself well. You could make for a decent Shield Sister. I am Aela." A woman in hunting attire with beautiful war paint told her with a tight lipped smile.
"Helga." She introduced herself. "What is a Shield Sister?" She asked, putting her spear on her back.
"An outsider, eh? Have you ever heard of the Companions?" Aela asked and Helga shook her head. "An order of warriors. We are brothers and sisters in honor. We show up to solve problems if the coin is good enough."
"You look strong. Come to Jorrvaskr and be a Companion!" A fierce looking male Nord told her with a goofy grin. "I am Farkas." She could tell he was puffing his broad chest out and she almost laughed. She had to admit he was wonderfully handsome. Hardy. Like a true Nord.
She nodded her head with a sweet smile. "Perhaps." She turned to the giant and yanked the arrow from his head, making a squishing sound. Blood dripped from the arrow and she wiped it with a piece of cloth that hung from her trousers.
"If you're interested in joining, talk to Kodlak Whitemane at Jorrvaskr. He's got a good sense for people. He can look you in the eyes and tell your worth." Aela said, standing with her arms crossed in a defiant manner, but Helga could see the small glint of a smile on her dark lips.
"I'm Ria," A petite Imperial woman said with a perked brow. "If you go to him, good luck."
"It was nice meeting all of you. May the Gods watch over your battles." She said and with that she took off, running into the night.
"Did you see her gazing at me?" Farkas said cockily to Aela.
The women rolled their eyes. "Keep it in your pants," Ria scowled. "She barely noticed you."
Farkas let out a hearty chortle and snorted. "She noticed me." Then he flexed for the two women, who merely scoffed, and the trio made their way to Jorrvaskr.