Dovahkiin, Dovahkiin, naal ok zin los vahriin, wah dein vokul mahfaeraak ahst vaal!
Ahrk fin norok paal graan fod nust hon zindro zaan, Dovahkiin, fah hin kogaan mu draal!
Huzrah nu, kul do od, wah aan bok lingrah vod, Aahrk fin tey, boziik fun, do fin gein!
Wo lost fron wah ney dov, ahrk fin reyliik do jul, voth aan suleyk wah ronit faal krein!
Ahrk fin zul, rok drey kod, nau tol morokei frod, rul lot Taazokaan motaad voth kein!
Sahrot Thu'um, med aan tuz, vey zeim hokoron pah, ol fin Dovahkiin komeyt ok rein!
Ahrk fin Kel lost prodah, do ved viing ko fin krah, tol fod zeymah win kein meyz fundein!
Alduin, feyn do jun, kruziik vokun staadnau, voth aan bahlok wah diivon fin lein!
Nuz aan sul, fent alok, fod fin vul dovah nok, fen kos nahlot mahfaeraak ahrk ruz!
Paaz Keizaal fen kos stin nol bein Alduin jot, Dovahkiin kos fin saviik do muz!
If someone is a hero do they only do 'good' things?
"Hey you, you're finally awake. You walked right into that Imperial ambush same as us and that thief over there. You were caught trying to cross the border right?" I glance up at a young blonde Nord, I remember nothing but then again the gods seem to like to use me so I'm not that surprised. "You stupid rebels before you showed up Skyrim was fine! Empire was nice and lazy. If they hadn't been looking for you I'd have stolen that stallion and be halfway to Hammerfell by now."
"Well we're all brothers and sisters in binds now horse-thief." "You there it's not us the Empire wants it's these rebels, we shouldn't be here." That's not exactly true. I may be the Champion of Cyrodill but I think the Empire died with Martin so I make a point to try to kill any Thalmor or Imperial Legionnaire I find. I glance over at the man next to me. Since my luck is so amazing I happen to be sitting next to Ulfric Stormcloak. We had a bit of eh… trouble a few years ago. I won't bore you with the details but it happened after he learned the voice. Which I guess explains the gag.
You can practically smell his hatred of me. Soon we enter a settlement known as Helgen, "Look at him General Tullius the Military Governor. The Thalmor are with him, I bet they had something to do with this." "Papa what are the soldiers doing?" "Back inside little cub." A faint smile touches my lips as I remember when my mother used to call me little kitten. She also called me small-annoying-child-with-no-sense-of-self-preserv ation.
That was three hundred twenty years ago so she's dead now of course. I don't think I have any living relatives left except for my 'Caravan Brother' Kharjo. "Awww but papa I want to watch the soldiers." "I said inside. Now." Soon we stop in the middle of the square and I spot the executioner. "Wait, why are we stopping?" "Why do you think, it's the end of the line."
We jump down from the cart and the thief is going on and on about how they need to tell them it was a mistake. A young Imperial I know as Hadvar starts calling names, "Ralof of Riverwood." The young blonde Nord walks towards the other prisoners. "Ulfric Stormcloak. Jarl of Windhelm." He looks back at me one more time before walking towards the others with his head held high. "Lokir of Rorikstead." The thief panics, "No you can't do this! I'm not a rebel!"
He runs as fast as he can and, "Halt! Archers!" He collapses and presumably dies from an arrow in the back. "Anyone else feel like running?" Hadvar turns his attention to me, "You there step forward. Who are you?" I give him a smile just wide enough to show my fangs, "Why Hadvar don't you remember me?" He turns very pale, "Sh-Shabhira? How? You're supposed to be dead." "Do I detect some disappointment child?" The boy is the only one I've told, other than Ulfric, about who I am.
He looks at his list, "Captain what should we do her name is not on here." "Kill her with the rest." Hadvar turns back apologetically, "I'm sorry Shabhira. Follow the captain." I growl and follow the woman just to the outskirts. It must be quite a sight, a two hundred twenty year old vampire among these Nords. Of course I only look about twenty but I am the only khajiit with snow white fur, black hair and blood red eyes. A man begins speaking to Ulfric, "Ulfric Stormcloak some here in Helgen call you a hero but a hero doesn't use a power like the Voice to murder his king and usurp his throne. You started this war, plunged Skyrim into chaos and now the Empire is going to put you down like the dog you are."
We hear a roar as if from some massive beast, "What was that?" "It was nothing, carry on." "Yes General Tullius. Give them their last rites." A priest begins to speak, "As we commend your souls to Aetherius blessings of the Eight Divines-" One of the soldiers cuts her off, "Oh for the love of Talos let's just get this over with." "As you wish." The captain shoves the rebel to his knees and even when facing death he is still brave, "My ancestors are smiling on me Imperials can you say the same?"
I look away as the ax slices through muscle and bone. "Justice!" "Death to the Stormcloaks!" "Death to the Empire!" "Next the cat!" We hear the roar again, "There it is again." "I said next prisoner!" "To the block Shabhira, nice and easy."
I walk to the block with my head high and there the captain shoves me onto my knees and puts her foot on my back forcing me down so I have to put my head on the blood stained block. As the executioner is raising his blade a massive black dragon lands on the watch tower right behind him. People begin yelling, "What in Oblivion is that?" "Dragon!" "It's in the clouds!""Sentries what do you see?" The dragon causes fire or something to rain from the sky and it kills the executioner who lands on top of me.
The next thing I know Ralof is dragging me to my feet, "Come on Khajiit get up, the gods won't give us another chance." I have no clue how he got his hands unbound but I follow him into one of the watchtowers anyways. When I enter Ralof closes the door, "Jarl Ulfric what was that thing? Could the legends be true?" "Legends don't burn down villages Ralof. We need to move now!" He glances at me, "Why did you bring her?" Before he can speak, "Okay I don't want to die today so how about we deal with this later .We escape and then you can kill me, does that work?" Before he can speak I do the logical thing and run up the tower.
When I get there a man is trying to move some rubble when the dragon smashes through the side of the tower. Then I hear it … speak. "Yol… Toor… Shul!" When it speaks fire comes out of its mouth, "Meyye! Tahrodiis aanne! Him hinde pah liiv! Zu'u hin daan! Arrogant mortals!" I can't believe the dragon spoke human and something else. It's odd that some words caused fire but others were just words. The dragon launches from the side of the tower and continues to destroy Helgen.
The man Ralof comes up the tower with Ulfric close behind him, "Now what?" I glance back at him, "The only thing we can do. Jump." "What! Are you insane?" I'm on the ledge when I turn back to him, "Not insane just… different." I smile and fall backwards. He springs forwards and tries to grab me but I'm too far away. I twist quickly, bring the rope to my mouth and rip it. I land both hands on the floor, one leg bent underneath me and one out, "You're insane! I'm not doing that!" "You don't have to just try to meet up with me!"
I turn and run through the burning house, jumping from the second floor to the bottom floor. I see Hadvar trying to get a boy off the road, "Hamming! You have to get over here, now!" The boy runs off the road and a moment later the dragon lands and kills the man in the road, "Oh gods no! Everyone get back!" Hadvar just seems to notice me, "Still alive Shabhira? Stay close to me if you want to stay that way. Gunnar, stay with the boy I have to find General Tullius and join the defense." "Gods guide you Hadvar." We run through Helgen, as fast as possible and stop next to a wall while the dovah is above us, "Yol…Toor…Shul!" The dovah is slowly setting everything on fire. I can smell burned bodies and the smoke burns my eyes but I still manage to stay close to Hadvar.
Soon we catch up with Ralof, "Ralof, you traitor! Out of my way!" "We're escaping Hadvar you're not stopping us this time!" "Fine I hope that dragon takes you all to Sovngarde!" They both tell me to follow them into the keep but I get annoyed at the situation, "Okay I have an idea how about we ALL get out of here?!" They look rather shocked, "Oh my… just get into the keep both of you." Somehow we all end up in the keep and Hadvar bars the door behind us, "I can't believe it that was a dragon the harbingers of the end times." Ralof remember when our parents told us stories about the dragons?" I can see a small smile start to form and I don't want them to go on and on so I cut in, "Can we do the whole backstory thing later? I would suggest getting these binds off of me and we get out of here."