21st of Last Seed

I was smuggling skooma across to Bravil for Ri'saad. Of course just my luck I managed to stumble into a Imperial and Stormcloak ambush. Of course I pleaded with the Imperials to let me go, that I wasn't a Stormcloak. She started to let me go and I thought I was free. As I was feeling the relief spread through me, another guard told me to wait first so she could search me to be sure. Well of course she found the skooma.

I was sent to the chopping block with the rest of the Stormcloaks. You could hear rumbling in the air like nothing I'd ever heard before. There was a Nord man beside me to my right and to my left was a Nord woman.

Something struck me about her, as if I knew she was important. She had very light blonde hair almost platinum pale blue eyes and pale skin, just about everything about her was faint in color. I had never seen anyone who had looked like her. Yet I could just tell she was different, special somehow. She was wearing the rags the Imperials handed out like me instead of Stormcloak armor so I assumed she was not a Stormcloak.

A woman, probably a priest of Arkay, started reading our rights. When a man interrupted and went straight for the chopping block. I felt kind of sick as I watch his head fall into the basket. I wanted to run, scream and cry all at once, but my feet stayed locked in place.

Next they called my name, I felt my feet move of there own accord. I seemed to have no control over my body as I got down on my knees preparing to lose my head. Soundly a dragon landed on the tower behind the executioner, causing him to drop his axe. Everything was on fire it was mesmerizing, I don't really remember much of the escape after that it seems to be one big blur. We did manage to make out side me, the girl and a Imperial solider. What the solider name was I can't remember, but I do know the girl said her name was Runa. I write this down in particular I want to remember this I feel it will be important.

I split up with them after that, I thought it was for the best. I headed straight for Whiterun after that to let Ri'saad know I couldn't do this no more. He understood of course and I stayed with them a couple of days in Whiterun. I hunted and gathered while we were there and thought about what I wanted to do for a living. I decided on being a traveling merchant since it is all I have ever known.

I traveled with Ri'saad and his caravan to Markarth as we were approaching the city I decided to stop and sell to the farmers there. One of them asked me to deliver a letter to his son at Old Hrolden, I couldn't say no so I said yes even though it was a tad out of the way.

I purchased a room at the Silver Blood in and Sold potions to the Hags Cure and made a fair amount of coin there. I will be leaving in the morning but I must say I will miss this city. It is my favorite out of them all the gleaming Dwemor ruins that shimmer all around is breath taking. I hope one day I have enough coin to purchase a home here.

Maesa Gabini