This is my first fanfiction so reviews will be greatly appreciated
and i do not own Elder scrolls.
As Serana breathed in the fresh Skyrim air, she took a deeper look at the small elf that had saved her from her cold tomb. She took in details that were unnoticed at glances in the dark cave they just left from.
Such as the large scar that marred his sharp features, the scar was stretched across the left side of his face from his temple all the way down to his collarbones. As she look closer she found out this wasn't the only scar on his face in fact there was barely and unscarred skin on his face. The only place he didn't have a scar on was his forehead.
Serana was lost in thought trying to figure out what the wood elf had gone through to gain such scars and if there were more that his steel armor was cover up, that she did not notice that he was trying to talk to her. "Did you hear anything I just said?" he growled. That was another thing she had begun to find interesting, the way he talk reminded Serana of the Orc mercenaries she had seen as a child.
The more she thought about it he seemed to very much act like an orc rather that the Wood elf that he seemed to be. From the way he was clad in Heavy steel armor to the fact that he was carrying an orcish battle-ax and an orcish bow with a quiver filled of orcish arrows, which seemed be the only thing that was not fresh from the smiths.
"Oi! Serana is the sun really that bad?" "Why Allimir are you worried about poor lil old me?" Serana asked with the honeyed voice she has had centuries to perfect. She was disappointed that the only response she got from Allimir was an annoyed grunt as he began to trudge forward through the thick grass.
As they began their trek through the think forest path that led to their horses Serana began to think about her detached companion again as she fell into step with the beastly wood elf. The way that he fought brought chills to Serana "and I'm a bloody vampire after all" she mumbled to herself. Just after she had been introduced to the elf and had been able to persuade him not to kill her like another vampire that there was something bigger than him hunting vampires down she had saw firsthand why he was able to defeat the fabled strength of the vampires.
She wasn't sure who she should be more afraid of, the soulless servants of her tyrant father or the man who was able to pull apart said servants limb from limb with his bare hands. Any man who had the strength to do such a thing usually had the eyes of madman, but when Serana looked into his eyes when she first awoken all she had seen in his eyes were primal instinct and knowledge like those of a wolf.
The more she thought about it the more he seemed to be resemble a wolf, not one of a pack but more like a lone wolf that had left its pack to hunt on its own. The silence of Allimir's boot steps brought Serana from her train of thought but not before thinking of how in the hell was he able to keep so quiet when all he is wearing is the heaviest set of armor Serana as ever seen.
"What's wrong Allimir? Is someone foll-" Serana began to ask before Allimir's stiff hand raised to silence her before drawing his Orcish bow. Before Serana could even begin to become annoyed the way he silenced her Allimir shot of three orc arrows with such speed that not even with her vampiric attributes was she able to see all three, at best she saw two of them. Then seconds later she heard the screams of the receiver of the arrows, a man and woman though the man's scream sounded to be that of his last breathe before he died.
Allimir shot off towards the sounds of death and pain and all that Serana could do was follow, stunned by the speed and accuracy of the arrows and by the fact that in a matter of seconds the man who had saved her had killed someone that neither of them knew and that she didn't even know was there.
