Chapter Four-Attack at Helgen Part one

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I awoke in a cold sweat unsure of what the dream could mean. At first I thought I could chalk it up at just what it appeared to be: a dream. But the more I think about it the more real it seemed to be. I remember the exhaustion in my body when I couldn't run anymore; the terror I felt after I stared at the piercing yellow eyes; it's magnificent body tattooed with shapes and swirls that I believe was a language of some sort; and the flames that licked up its body till it was nothing but ash as its life force constricted and swallowed my form whole.

My eyes now open to run over the now familiar camp that I shared with Sano. My breathing was coming out in pants as the dream lingered in my thoughts. Sweat coated my body, stinging my eyes with its salty fluid. I rose myself up pushing the animal pelt off of me as I struggled to breathe. I glanced over and saw the bottle of mead-which is a honey based alcohol- inside Sano's pack. I got up trying to regain my balance as my unsteady legs walked over to retrieve it. I pulled it out the back and struggled to pull the cork out. Frustrated I pulled my knife out at stabbed into the cork, slowly pulling the knife, hoping to uncork only to have it pull out but it lessened the resistance considerably as I was able to pull out the cork. Satisfied I drank the sweet and harsh liquid letting the burn erase the night terror that plagued my thoughts.

"Rough night," I look over to see Sano sharpening his dagger with a stone. I nodded my head as I swallowed the liquid wincing slightly as the liquid unfamiliar with its sting.

"Here," he pointed at the plate that had cooked slices of meat and a couple pieces of bread-"that's your breakfast."

"Thank you Sano," I said to the dark elf, walking over to the food. I sat by the camp fire as the flames ate the firewood-twigs and logs, fire licking the bottom of the camping pot. I could smell something in the pot and stared at it before turning to Sano.

"Hey Sano what's cooking in the pot?" I said to him, he didn't turn to me and he continued to sharpen his dagger as he answered "Vegetable soup it's our dinner," he had a friendly smile on his face. Now that I think about it Sano, from the day we started traveling, seemed like a nice guy, I mean I haven't seen any dark intentions yet but that doesn't mean I'm letting my guard down.

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(This morning in the camp while Sarah slept; Sano's Point of view in third Person.)

Sano was cooking the dinner when he noticed that his traveling companion was restlessly moving in her sleep. Her long dark hair was covering her face and her body jerked and she mumbled. He thought about waking her when she suddenly sat up and rubbed her eyes. From he sat he could she was sweating profusely, wondering to himself if she had a fever. She approached his pack and retrieved the mead and drank heavily from it.

He told her that he prepared breakfast for her without looking back her as he worked on his elven dagger, dragging the stone against it, sharpening it to perfection; he smiled thinking about Sarah.

It hasn't been a week yet and this girl is already getting to me. I really haven't been this way since I was younger. He chuckled quietly, shaking his head. Maybe….no I will not think about it now. Right now I should finish up with sharpening my blades.

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After Sparring with Sano using hand to hand combat down to some magic warding; they settled down to a bowl of hot vegetable soup with some meat pieces dropped into it, and some bread to mop up the juices. The food was good and warmed their stomachs as each had a cup of mead sharing a small conversation.

"You are doing quite well, I'm sure you'll become a good warrior soon," Sano smiled, pleased with how fast Sarah was learning in the art of combat and magic. Sarah seemed to have a natural talent towards destruction and restoration magic and Sano wondered maybe that she was mixed with some dark elf blood in her veins. He plans on teaching her about stealth soon to see how she would fair.

"I have you to thank I wouldn't have had done so well if I didn't have a great teacher." I said grinning, Sano had pushed me to my limit today and the attractive dark elf didn't even break a sweat. He gave bruises as taught me have to block and counter to a variety of strikes; he gave me burns as he taught me to block then with warding-which was a magical shield that the caster casts in front of them to block magical attacks. I found that it does nothing when comes down to real weapons though. I healed the burns and bruises with some restoration but it did nothing against the throbbing pain from the former bruises. I smiled has it only been a few days ago that I arrived here in Skyrim; the climate is cold and the terrain hostile with bandits, forsworn, wild animals, and trolls. Thanks to Sano I had learned a couple new spells: frostbite and sparks. I thought it would be easy since fire was pretty to control it wasn't. I learned about how to conjure them in my hands by using the tomes that were in Sano's pack.

It took me a while to even get it to show in my hand. It took me seven tries to feel them in my hands. Frostbite I could feel the dead cold against my palms and sparks- it was like been shocked but in reverse. Now came the moment of truth as I breathed calmly in and out before shooting at a nearby tree- first with frostbite looking in amazement as the shear cold becoming a blast of ice layering the tree till I could feel the exhaustion of using too much magick.

I collapsed on to the ground my body feeling like a dead weight. My breathing came out in a rush and I was sweating profusely, "shit." Sano walked right next to my prone body, his feet crushing the grass lightly and stopped next to me. Not making a sound for a moment, before his body closer as he handed a bottled with blue liquid. After years of playing this game-since its release date- I had Skyrim long enough to know that he was giving me a magick potion. His dunmer face was all friendly and his eyes-his blood red eyes sparkled like liquid rubies that were full of amusement.

"Tired there," he chuckled when my fingers wrapped around the bottle. You would think a blue bar would alert me but no I get the fun job of feeling like a just finished moving into a house by myself.

"Drink this up and you will better even though you will have to suffer a bad after taste," he said to me. The "bad after taste" was the understatement of the year, it was damn near awful. By the Gods' of Aedra it tasted like bug juice wrapped in leathery bacon- good god! I shuddered in disgust as the blue liquid slid down my throat.

After catching my breath and drinking down the magick potion, which Sano handed to me; Sano told me that potions were dyed so people would know which one does what. My body began to feel better- rejuvenated; I got back up and charged my hands with the spell, sparks and fired against the same tree that blasted frostbite. Sano just sat cross legged on the ground as I worked my magic. The lightening shot from hands and hit the tree, it burned right through the ice and shot the bark of the tree. Burning it and caused a mark to be left on the tree where the burnt ashes of the targeted area were burnt black. I smiled a tiredly as I saw my progress and sat on the ground. By the gods blood I was tired.

Sano walked and kneeled next to me and handed me a small bottle of mead.

"Here you go," he smiled and I took a long pull. The good news is that they were nearing a town called Helgen, according to the map they were two days away. The bad news is though I don't know why but the name of our destination stroked my brain- like something very important was there; and the feeling didn't sit well with me at all. Well, tomorrow we leave camp and start our two day journey to Helgen; Time to get some rest.

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The next two days we traveled along the road. Occasionally a merchant passes us by or a couple of wolves would come around but other than that the road was empty. As we neared the road that will take us to Helgen I realized why I had a problem coming here. In the beginning of the game this is the town when the-Oh crap! I looked up to Sano, who was walking in front of me.

"Sano," I cried out as I ran toward him, he looked back at me startled. It was too late a bunch of men and women in imperial armor jumped us, and the only thing I remember before I was knocked out was reaching out to Sano.

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