Here is my first ever fan fiction – please let me know what you think. I will probably only be able to update weekly. Some chapters will be longer than others. M for future content.

This is based loosely on the game Skyrim – I do not own it and it will have an eventual Vilkas/Farkas Pairing. Some of this will be OC and AU. Following Companions and Imperial Quest Lines as well as random other qwests and Daedric Princes.

I own nothing.

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So talk about a few crappy days. Wake up in a wagon bent for death run away from a dragon, talk to a Jarl fight a dragon absorb a soul/power and now being an errand girl for the companions. The Jarl of Whiterun said I needed to go talk to the Greybeards and I have a Housecarl and no house running around after me. I don't want to be a Dragonborn. I heard stories from my father when I was younger. They were noble and warriors. I am lucky to be training with Vilkas and Farkas and Ria and I am no noble warrior. I am a trader and a Kleptomaniac. I collect everything. I am not really sneaky hence the wagon ride bent for death but I adore shiny things and am always picking up things that may be useful or sold to someone. Well if I am going to be a warrior I may as well train.

Now I helped fight a dragon at a watchtower and my job consisted of shooting arrows and running behind stone rubble hiding from fire. Maybe I screamed like a little girl. My hair was in a ponytail and I was still singed. Thank Kynareth that I did not wet myself.

Well this my friends is the story and start of my journey…..