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"Joslyn?" Thorn said as he opened the door.

"Huh, I must be drunk or dreaming. I thought I heard Thorn just then. Now, where did Mjoll hide the damn mead?" a tall Nord with long black hair said as she bent over to look at some bottles under the night stand "Ha! Here's some!" she said as she raised a bottle to her lips "Damn it!" she shouted as she threw the bottle against the wall "It's empty. What does a girl have to do to get some damned mead around here?" She asked to herself as she turned around "T-Thorn?" she stammered as she saw him standing in the doorway with a look of complete and utter shock on his face.

"Where have you been for the last three years!" she shouted when she got over her shock and started to storm up to him. "You left a note saying you were going to see more of Tamriel and that you would write often. I haven't gotten one damn letter from you!" She yelled as she slapped him across the face. "I've thought you were dead for the last three years. You my best friend since we were in Honorhall." she said quietly "Why? Why did you refuse to write? What did I do?" she started to sob.

"What are you talking about? I sent you a letter at least once a month. The only reason I didn't think you were dead was that I still heard stories about your exploits. I even bought a house in Markarth hoping to see you." he said obviously confused "I thought you were angry at me for leaving. That's the whole reason I never came to Whiterun until Mjoll sent a letter saying you needed help."

"I don't need help!" she yelled at him.

"Joslyn, I have heard the stories. I know you've been drinking until you black out every single day for the past two months. You do need help." Thorn said as calmly as he could as he placed his hand on her shoulder.

"Mead and whine are the only things that help me forget. You don't know what I've had to deal with over the last three years." Joslyn muttered.

"The only story that I've heard was that that kid Erik died when he was with you. So tell me what else has happened to make you drink like this, because I can't understand any of this. You've seen death before and you and I both lost some close friends when we got caught in the crossfire of this stupid war."

"I know we've both lost people but, Erik was the last straw. After what happened with him, I-I just couldn't take it. I got him killed, I never should have brought him with me."

"What do you mean? I heard the two of you were fighting a dragon and Erik charged it without thinking. To me, it sounds like Erik tried to impress you, instead of asking you how to deal with a dragon. Even though you are the, you know, damned dragonborn. How is that, in any way your fault?"

"It wasn't a dragon that killed Erik. That was just what I told Mjoll when she asked what happened. Erik was killed by a vampire. A vampire that I had met before and did nothing about." Joslyn stated almost numbly

"What are you talking about? What do you mean you had met this vampire before but did nothing about it?"

"About six months ago, there was this orc who was in Whiterun. He said his name was Durak and he was a member of a organization that hunted vampires. The organization was called the Dawnguard, and he said they were looking for help. So I said I'd do what I could. I ended up meeting their leader, a man named Isran, and he told me that the Hall of the Vigilant had been destroyed and he needed someone to go to Dimhollow Crypt to see what the vampires were doing there. Long story short, they were looking for an ancient vampire named Serana who had been asleep for at least four thousand years. I found her and agreed to take her to her home." Joslyn said as she sat down on a chair in the corner.

"So, it was Serana who killed Erik?" Thorn asked kind of confused.

"No, no. It was one of the members of her father's court."

"Wait, her father's court? I thought you said she had been asleep for four thousand years? How could her father still be alive after all that time? All the vampires I have ever had contact with had no self control, and would end up attacking anyone who came near. This always results in their extermination." Thorn interrupted.

"I'm getting to that, just listen okay?" Joslyn said, obviously frustrated and upset. "I have a really bad hangover right now, so I may get ahead of my self, but everything will be cleared up in the end. I promise. Okay, so I had just agreed to take Serana back to her home and we were on the way. I had only agreed to take her back so I could find out more about the elder scroll she had with her."

"Wait, she had an ELDER SCROLL?! How did she get that?" Thorn interrupted.

"Did I not mention that? I thought I had. Yeah she had an elder scroll. I'm still not sure how she got it but I talked to her while we were on the road, and I realized something. She is not evil. She must be the first vampire I have ever met who is not evil. She's, well, she's actually really nice. We ended up becoming good friends on the journey, but when we got to the castle..." Joslyn shivered as she said that last part. "When we got to the castle I had the displeasure of meeting her father, Lord Harkon. He gave me a choice, become a vampire lord like him, or be banished from the castle and become fair game at any time." Joslyn paused here to collect her self "I chose banishment. Harkon is a monster Thorn. He sent some assassins after me and they got Erik instead. It was my fault he got killed." Joslyn began to weep again after she said this.

"Hey, hey. It's alright. Everything will be alright." Thorn said softly as he grabbed her hand. "You said that Erik's death was the last straw. What else happened to drive you to drink like this? I know it's hard, but you need to talk about it." he said as he squeezed her hand.

"When you were traveling did you hear that the companions have a new harbinger?" Joslyn asked.

"No, who is it?" Thorn asked shocked.

"It's Vilkas. Kodlak is dead Thorn. Jorvasker was attacked by the silver hand about a month after you left and he was killed in the fighting." Joslyn said softly

"What? Oh gods Joslyn I'm so sorry" Thorn knew that even though Joslyn had never been a companion, she and Kodlak had become good friends over the years. In fact, Kodlak was almost like a father to her. "At least tell me those responsible have been killed." he pleaded

"Yeah, Aela, the twins, and I destroyed the entire silver hand that same week." Joslyn said tears still running down her face "All these terrible things have started to happen in the past year. I-I'm just not sure I can deal with it all. I've started to consider trying what the nerevarine did and just leave Tamriel for good. I mean, I don't think I can take much more of these incidents with the vampires. I can't even leave the town without fearing for getting attacked." she said

"What about that guy Isran or whatever, couldn't you ask him for help?" Thorn said kind of confused.

"Ha. That bastard would barely talk to me after I told him about Serana. He yelled at me, telling me to never contact him again and that was that." Joslyn muttered. "I'm not sure I can deal with it Thorn. Every single time I leave Whiterun, I barely make it out of sight of the walls before I'm attacked. I can't even ride in a carriage without fearing for both my life and the carriage drivers." Joslyn started to sob at this "It's driving me insane! I just know it's only a mater of time before they attack Breazehome, and I can't do anything about it!"

"What do you mean you can't do anything about it? You're the dragonborn for Talos sake! Fight back!" Thorn said.

"I tried, I really did. But they just keep coming and coming, and they keep getting stronger and I'm not strong enough anymore. I sent Lydia up to Proudspire, I told her not to come back unless someone she knows well sends for her. I didn't want her getting hurt." Joslyn said

"What about Mjoll and Aerin? Why didn't you send them back to Riften?" Thorn asked obviously growing more worried.

"Mjoll wouldn't let me. I did everything I could and she still wouldn't go. I was about to try to find someway to force her, but then you arrived"Joslyn paused suddenly realizing something "I thought you were dead." she said with a look of shock on her face.

"You said that already." Thorn said, concerned for Joslyn's state of mind.

"If I thought you were dead," Joslyn continued acting like she hadn't heard Thorn. "Then how did Mjoll know that you were alive? How did she know that you were even back in Skyrim, and where to send the letter?" She said with utter grief as everything clicked into place

"Oh Mjoll, please tell me you didn't do what I think you did" Thorn thought to himself "I'm sure she just heard rumors that's all." Thorn said to Joslyn

"Oh please, don't give me that. I may not have seen you for three years Thorn, but I can still tell that you're thinking the same thing I am. That Mjoll has been getting your letters and destroying them before I can read them." Joslyn said her eyes brimming with tears.

That was exactly what he thought. "Jolsyn, don't do anything rash" He said as Joslyn got up and made her way to the door and stormed down the stairs and aproched Mjoll.