Riverwood

Kalur Rune walked into Riverwood, making sure his hood covered his head. He was still fearful of what people would think, what people would do, if they found out he was a Dragonborn. The knights in Morthal called it a powerful, blessed gift. But Kalur saw it as a curse. All he wanted to do was settle down somewhere and live a peaceful, uneventful life, but the Curse of the Dragonborn, as he called, it, put a halt to those plans. He checked his fur bracers to make sure the scars on his wrists were covered. Another thing from his past he didn't want anyone to know about. Nearly being sold into slavery had shaken him to the core. It was hard for him to trust anyone anymore.

But right now he was tired. He needed to sleep. He had been hiking all day. So he went to the inn. There, he saw a striking Redguard woman. Dark-haired, with emerald green eyes, dressed in crimson red robes. She clearly was a mage, as she was with other mages. She looked very beautiful. But the fatiuge was getting to him. So he rented himself a room, and went there to sleep.

As he lay in slumber, he started to dream. Dream about his life before he started traveling. When he was at peace.

But that peace would not last long, for as he slept, a Dragon was descending on the innocent village of Riverwood...

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Dulian Hawker saw the mysterious Argonian enter while she was discussing the assignment the Mages Guild had given her and her fellow mages: To help prepare Riverwood for a Dragon attack. He seemed so mysterious as he walked in, as if his life had been swallowed up by a deep, dark secret. A secret that seemed to terrify even him. She watched him as he walked by.

She wasn't the only one. In the shadows was a dark elf, whom was eyeballing the Argonian ever since he walked into the inn. Whatever he wanted with the Argonian must not have been good.

But she then returned to her task of figuring out the best plan to defend against a dragon. One of the mages would take a post to watch while the others rested, watching the sky in shifts. If the dragon did come, they would awaken the others and defend the town. There were five people in the group. She just hoped it would be enough.

She got the first watch. The others went to rest.

After a few hours, she went in and got some tea, then went back out. The night was quiet.

Then, birds began to fly from the trees, the sky rumbled. Then, embers began to fall.

A dragon was here.

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Kalur was awoken by a loud snapping noise. The snapping of wooden beams. He bolted up, and smelled smoke. He threw on his gear, and was outside in a flash. The Town was on fire!

And right in front of him, was a dragon. The mages he saw earlier were fighting it! Lightning and fire spells flew through the air, as did the dragon's booming shouts.

"RUN!" He heard someone scream. The town was in a panic, people were running everwhere, some were taking up arms, others were just panicked and running for their lives.

Kalur was about to do the same until he saw the Redguard mage get thrown into one of the town walls. She was unconsious, and the Dragon was going right for her! He had a choice: Help, or run.

He chose to help. He got out his hunting bow, and used his dragon shout. It rippled across the town, and got the dragon's attention.

"That's it! OVER HERE, UGLY!" He shot an arrow right in the Dragon's snout. It wasn't happy with this. It started off after him.

Kalur started to lure it away from the town, shooting his arrows at it. One hit in the nostril, another in it's eye. It shot fire from it's mouth as he dived behind a rock.

He then used his lightning spell against it, pouring out power with all of his will. But this dragon was a tough one. Tougher than the one he fought in Morthal! He poured out another lightning volley from his hands, but the dragon beat it's wings and sent him flying into a tree. He struck it like a sack full of bricks. He heard something audibly crack, and it hurt.

The next thing he knew, the dragon was charging him! He rolled out of the way just in time to avoid being stomped on. He then quickly got to his feet, ignoring the pain, and jumped on the dragon's head, stabbing and slashing. The Dragon shook violently, trying to throw him off, but Kalur wouldn't let go. He couldn't. Not with all those people that were still in danger!

One more stab right in the other eye, and the dragon thrashed, throwing Kalur off. He hit the ground hard, and blacked out as the dragon fell over, dead.