(Hey everyone, in my early mornings, waiting for everyone to get on. I decided to write a story about my Skyrim Character with a few alterations, and some things based on myself, enjoy.)
Thor ran
He ran as fast as he possibly could, just to run away from the bad memories. His vampiric speed carrying him like a tempest as he ran through the snowy winds of Skyrim's nights. He was tired, hungry and he felt like he could just collapse here, and die. He stopped, the scent of blood wafting through the winds, he prayed to Mara it was a horse, or a thief. He could not murder an innocent, it was his one creed. The thoughts of his old life dissipated as he switched to the predator mindset that his kind was truly meant to have. After a period of time he stopped, finally reaching the blood. It was a dying horse, and an unconscious woman, the horse had a broken leg, and some serious open wounds. While the woman had what looked like several burns, he reached out to touch one with his ungloved hand, but instantly shot it back. "Mage fire", he thought, a burn like that would have killed one of his kindbut otherwise, she was ok. "Mara's Breath, she's beautiful." He thought to himself, she had red hair and looked possibly in her early twenty's. He chuckled under his breath; he looked that age as well. But in reality, his age could be considered that of a young Elf. Maybe it was her beauty, maybe it was her innocence, but the fact remains is that Thor did not feed upon the young woman. He moved silently over to her horse, it was in pain, and also terror that now one of his kinds was facing her. It tried to thrash, but Thor stroked it's mane to calm her down. She did, a bit. When the time was right, he fed on the dying beast. Having his fill for one night, and probably another, Thor climbed up into the oak tree towering over the young woman. He looked around for a second, no one was around, and the woman was going to be out for a long time, he breathed softly and began to sing a song he heard in his travels across Tamriel.
"If I walk away, please follow me.
If I walk away…would you please follow, me?"
