4/12/14.
AN: So I may have done that 30 Day Drabble challenge. And I may have written it all about Vilkas and Ria. Oops. So, here's 30 drabbles/one-shots of them. All chapters will be titled with the prompt given and will include the date they were originally written. I waited about a month to start posting so that I had extra time for editing. Please bear in mind that some of them will be full-length one-shots, not drabbles, and, while it's chronological, it's not going to be a cohesive story in terms of "inciting incident - build-up - climax - resolution."
Disclaimer: Skyrim belongs to Bethesda.
The young Imperial girl standing in front of him was armed with nothing but a rusted sword and a wooden shield.
Vilkas looked her over carefully. She wasn't very impressive. A bit short, not much muscle, but she smiled. Gods, did she smile. Whatever she lacked in strength, it seemed she would make up for in spirit. Perhaps that was why Kodlak sent her his way. They hadn't had a new recruit since Torvar, after all, and Vilkas still thought letting him join had been a mistake. Maybe this girl would turn things around.
It only took a few hits for him to knock her flat on her back. So, she would require training, then. Kodlak would still let her in, of course. Kodlak would let nearly anyone in.
For once, he didn't think he'd be complaining.