Trailer One "The King Of Dragons"

Kriiger Titanborn was many things to many people. To the people of Skyrim he was the legendary Dragonborn, the slayer of the herald of the end times the dragon Alduin. He also held the political position of Thane in all nine holds. To the Empire of Cyrodil he was the most senior Legate in the ninth legion, which was currently garrisoned in Skyrims capital of Solitude. He had attained this rank during the civil war which had ended two years ago when he personally killed Jarl Ulfric Stormcloak and his top General Galmor Stone-fist during the final attack on Windhelm. He was the Harbinger on the Companions of Skyrim and the one who had led the recently revived Dawnguard order in defeating the Vampire Lord Harkon and his clan. He had freed the first Dragonborn, a man named Mirrak from the control of the Daedric Prince Hermaeus Mora.

Finally to the remaining dragons he was known as Thuri or Overlord. But if you ever asked the man himself he would tell you he was nothing more than a simple Nord on an adventure. He'd made friends and people who either weren't his friend yet or dead. All across the country his presence had been felt, helping people who needed it and having fun.

There was one thing that could be considered a flaw though. He hated the Aldmeri Dominion. Not the Altmer themselves, no just that specific group of them. And even though he served the legion and had sided against Ulfric in the civil war he still worshipped Talos, who's worship had been outlawed after the great war between the Empire and the Dominion thirty years ago. Since he was able to travel the land despite his commitment to the legion he would kill any Dominion inquisitors he came across and free any Nords they had arrested, like he was about to do right now. It wasn't that far outside of the city of Riften in the south of Skyrim in the province of The Rift. He'd spotted them in the city last night while he was going to visit a friend in a certain guild which hid under the city and decided that it took priority. So he had waited to see which road they would take to return to their embassy in Solitude, after that he left the city on horseback passing them with a friendly wave to the Inquisitors. Once he reached far out of sight of them he stopped, tied his horse to a tree and then began to don his blades armor. A relic of a bad memory to be sure but solid armor nonetheless. He drew his Battleaxe Wuuthrad, once wielded by Ysgramor himself. Planting the spiked head of the axe in the ground and closed his eyes to meditate for the coming fight. it didn't take long for the Elves to reach him, clearly not expecting the head Inquisitor called for the rest of the group to hold as he walked forward.

"Out of our way Nord, this is Thalmor business." he commanded with a voice full of arrogance and disdain.

Kriiger smiled as he opened his eyes.

"The Thalmor" He though, this just gets better and better. Gazing upon those gathered in front of him he took stock of the number of combatants and their equipment. One actual Inquisitor directly in front of him no doubt used some sort of magic, probably of the Destruction School, then there were three Altmer soldiers flanking a family of Nords who appeared roughed up on both sides for a total of six. Finally there was another inquisitor pulling up the rear, so another magic user. Tough odds for almost anyone, but then again he wasn't just anyone now was he. You see the thing about Kriiger was, on top of being Dragonborn and a extremely dangerous warrior, he was also gigantic. His mother had once told him that there was giants blood in her side of the family. which meant he towered over average Nords who were already larger than most of the races of Nirn. This meant two things. First, he was incredibly strong, second because of this he could wield Wuuthrad, a normally two handed weapon in one hand. The Inquisitor in front of him waited a moment for a response before repeating himself to no answer. The High Elf scowled before bringing his hands up ready magic before saying.

"I willing to be generous and give you one last chance to move. I suggest you take it." He said clearly angered by Kriigers lack of acknowledgment.

The Altmer soldiers behind him put their hands on their respective weapons. Kriiger smiled and with his right hand reached down and grasped the handle of his weapon.

"WULD, NAH, KEST!" He shouted before seeming to disappear and then reappear in the middle of the formation. Before any one of the elves could react Kriiger swung his axe horizontally at the elf closest to him embedding the blade in the poor sods neck. With his free hand he grabbed the next elf by the throat and crushing his wind pipe in one swift movement before launching the corpse at the stunned Inquisitor at the rear. By now however the elves managed get over their initial shock and react, the last remaining elf on the side Kriiger had attacked made a vain attempt to kill him by drawing his mace and attempting an overhead swing at the man. Kriiger saw this coming and spun to his right yanking his axe free. Stepping forward feigned a similar overhand strike only to stop midway as the elf back peddled to avoid the strike and lunge forward embedding the spike into the elfs chest eliciting a strangled gasp. By now the the elves on the other side of the prisoners had made their way to his side after having to shove their way through the family who were not so subtly trying to block their way. One of them came charging from behind the impaled elf only to get knocked down when Kriiger shoved the elf off of his axe in time to parry a thrust from another elfs sword.

He head butted the offending elf but then immediately rolled away as his instincts screamed at him to move, a split second after he moved a bolt lightning screamed towards and hit the elf he had stunned square in the chest frying him as he collapsed with a painful scream. As Kriiger rolled to a knee hmhe thrust his hand out towards his horse, a moment later a round shield came flying towards his hand. He caught the shield and immediately used it to bash away an awe swing from one of the two remaining soldiers, shooting to his feet Kriiger kicked out forward knocking the elf to his back. He turned and blocked two incoming fire balls with his shield before taking a deep breath and shouting out the words.

"FUS, RO, DAH!" A massive concussive force shot towards the Inquisitor who had no time to react before he was launched at a large boulder at hitting it with a sickening crack. Turning back to the soldiers he noticed that there were three of them, the two he had knocked down and then the one he'd stabbed he stepped back to gain some ground, as they charged him together. Throwing his shield at one staggering him swung his axe to force the other two to halt as he called his shield back to him and then preceded to charge them himself. Spinning to help build momentum he arched his axe up before bringing it down in a vertical slash right into the head of one of the elves while also moving forward and striking the wounded elf in the neck with the rim of his shield crushing the windpipe and breaking the neck in one strike. Instincts screaming again he spun and brought up his shield and blocked a strike from the remaining elf, with a grunt of effort he shoved the elf away while ripping the axe from the skull of the elf he'd just killed. The now terrified elf made one last charge at Kriiger who mearly said.

"TIID!" Time slowed to a crawl as Kriiger side stepped and brought his axe down on the back of the elfs head who never even knew what happened. As time resumed it's normal pace Kriiger surveyed to carnage that had just taken place, lying around were the bodies of seven Altmer. The prisoners had huddled together after their failed attempt at stopping the elves from getting to him, he looked at them and then started to walk over to free them only to stop midstride as something dawned on him. There were seven bodies, but there were eight elves.

Then one of the prisoners, a young girl screamed causing Kriiger to turn around in time to see five Frost Atronachs appear. "Oh for the love of Talos." was all he was able to say before being swatted away into a tree by one of the creatures. Picking himself up and shaking the cobwebs loose he looked up to see the last Inquisitor standing there with a smug smile on his face.

"I must commend your performance my friend. Truly you are a credit to your peoples warrior nature, but as I'm sure you can see you've been beaten. Even you could not hope to kill five Atronachs, if you surrender now I shall see to it you are at least treated better than the common rable." He said as his summons stood in line behind him. Kriiger looked at him for a moment before beginning to laugh. "I think I'm going to have to pass on the offer. You see, were I any normal warrior then you'd be absolutely correct." He stopped laughing and gained a grim look on his face. "But unfortunately I'm far from normal." Krigger to a deep breath while the Inquisitor snarled and pointed towards him yelling at summons to kill him. " OD, AH, VIING!" He shouted to the sky before picking up Wuuthrad and summoning his shield to him and charging the line of of Atronachs. The Inquisitor looked baffled for a moment, why would any sane person charge that many Atronachs. But before he could think anything more on the matter he heard a sound that made his blood run cold, looking up he spotted a small speck up high that was rapidly getting bigger and seemed to be where the sound emanated from. It took a moment but then the realization hit him, that man, that Nord had called a dragon! Kriiger started off by throwing his shield at the closest Atronach which embedded itself in the creature, grabbing the axe by both hands he swung at one of the creatures legs completely severing the appendage. As the creature stood seemingly dumbfounded, Kriiger called his shield to his, being that he was behind it and the shield was embedded in the front the shield proceeded to rip through the center of it causing the whole being to shatter. Before anything else could be done he heard a familiar voice shout out "YOL, TOOR, SHUL!" A great wave of fire came from the sky and melted three more of the creatures. He turned his attention to the stunned inquisitor, and called out to him. " You truly are a credit to your peoples ability with magic." he said mockingly. "But as I'm sure you can tell, you're beaten. Surrender and I promise your death will be mostly painless." He said with a cheshire grin on his face that promised nothing but pain in he did. The elf looked at his last summon who was currently being melted by another wave of fire from the dragon, then again at the Nord, and then ran for his life. Kriiger followed suit as the man sprinted down the road, dropping his shield he instead pulled a Dwarven war axe out, judged the distance, and then threw it with all the force he could muster. The Axe soared through the air before finding it's new home in the back of the Inquisitors head. With a sigh he went and retrieved the axe and then over to the prisoners who were now attempting to not provoke a dragon who was sitting on the road. As Kriiger returned from dealing with the last Inquisitor he waved at the dragon. "Hello Odahviing, you were certainly here quick." He said as he walked up to the prisoners who, after a closer inspection he realized were actually a family of four. Odahviing bowed his head before speaking. " Thuri, I came not only because I was called. Faal Wuth Gein, the old one, wishes to have Tinvaak, to have words with the Dovahkiin." The dragon spoke as Kriiger cut loose the bonds on the family. They thanked him and he directed them to his horse told them to head back to Riften. He told them that if anyone asked how they escaped to tell them a dragon attacked and they escaped during the battle. They nodded and then gave him their thanks one last time before leaving. With that settled he turned back to Odahviing. "If Parthurnaax is asking for me personally then it must be something important. "He said with a thoughtful look. "Still even if it's not it would be good to speak with him dont you think?" He said as he walked up to the dragon. Odahviing gave what could only be described as a snort. "Tiraaz, he speaks much." Kriiger gave a playful slap to one of his scales as he mounted Odahviing, they took off to head to the tallest mountain peak in the realm to visit his old teacher. While they soared through the air, the man could only think one thing. There was another adventure on it's way and he was eagerly looking forward to it.