"I don't think its wise to make such a trip with the war raging on." My mother scolds while continuing taking things out of my pack for the eighteenth time in the last hour.
I slowly turn my gaze over to her, her skin is wrinkled and dirty she is aging rapidly due to stress between, my step-father has up and gone to join the Stormcloaks and his son planning on joining the ranks not to far behind.
"It's not safe for a women-" she begins when I cut her off
"What do you mean by women? That were weak or inferior? I don't want to spend the rest of my days working the local inn, and hitting on soldiers as they waltz in to have them bed me and the leave. You know, I never wanted to come to Helgen, I was happy in Rorikstead, I had a life." I snap snatching my bag from her and continue throwing my things into it.
"You are one of Hircine's own, You are barley hitting your ninetieth year and with Marc gone, you are all I have, just stay, work the inn with me, meet a boy and settle down." She scolds pushing her hair out of her face, Her hair is filling with greys, life was never easy for my mother, but I don't have the will of her to continue on while being unhappy.
I place my the helmet of my nordic steel armour in my bag, and swing it down around my shoulder, I wrap my arms around my mother holding her small frame, she strokes my long blond hair.
"I'll never be able to stop you… Will I?" She ask her finally looking up, me and my mother both look similar tall, blond, light features with hazel eyes. The only difference is my mother has a small and delicate frame were I have a strong frame like my fathers.
"Ill come home soon to see you, Ill tell you about my adventures, Ill write when I can, who knows I might stumble upon Marc and when I do ill tell him to come home to you." I whisper knowing that is what my mother would want to hear.
"I would like that" She whispers as I bend down to kiss her frail cheek, even though she is near fortieth year my mother still has easily attractive features. I let her go looking at her strongly.
"Listen, make Eissa come in and tend to the inn, She always begs to help you and Marc when he was here to work the inn, She's your daughter too.-" She goes to cut me off when I continue not letting her intrude "I know, she grew up more privileged then I did, but I don't want to live this life, Im grateful for the chance but I need to go on and do what is right for me."
I stare at my mother for a few moments before departing out the door, the wooden floors of the inn creak with age as I walk through lazily looking at all the family's sitting around the fire, some men and women drinking Ale while the children play quietly off in the corner, nothing exciting ever happens in Helgen. Some of them wave goodbye and I am met with some hugs, ever sense my mother found out my plans to head to Whiterun she wouldn't stop talking about it, even going as far as asking some of the locals to beg me to stay. I get outside of the inn when I'm stopped by a young fresh faced girl hardly in her teens.
"She's really letting you leave?" Eissa asks me her soft voice growing quiet.
"Yes, you've known this for a while, take care of her Eissa, I don't know when i'll be coming back here." I hardly finishes when my half sister jumps into my arms and begins sobbing. After five minutes I force her off of me and slowly begin making my way out of this slow town.
The road to Whiterun is long and quiet I've come across the odd pack of wolves but nothing, By the time I reached Riverwood the sun was starting to set and the sky quickly going dark. Once I entered into the gate most people were in their house's or in the inn having a drink. The only soul in site was the blacksmith who was waking away at a piece of metal. The strong smell of iron on fire engulfed my nose as I walked passed the blacksmith, he looked up from his forge for a quick minute, he nodded to me and then returned to his work. I finally arrive outside the Sleeping Giant Inn, the door opens with easy, once inside the sounds of a crackling fire and light music from a lute.
"Welcome to the Sleeping Giant Inn, I'm Delphine see me if you want a room, anything else Orgnar at the bar will take care of you." A mid size blond women greets me at the door, then quickly trails off with almost as if investigating the others in the bar.
I order an Ale and find a comfy secluded place in the Inn, and watch as time passed by.