Chapter 6

They were loud and they were drinking. They had strange looks on their faces. Facial expressions as if they were madmen. The woman noticed her and gave her a loony smile, showing her perfect pointy canines. She was an elf, a Dunmer. She licked her lips as she looked at her and Velalwyn shuddered a bit, looking away.

- What can I help you with?
Velalwyn, noticed the man behind the balcony. He was like her. A Bosmer. He had light brown hair and looked like he was in his middle age. That on Bosmers would be around 175 years.

She noticed his hazel eyes and how sweetly he smiled. He seemed just like a nice man, with a nice life.
- I heard you sell bows and arrows. I was wondering if you had the materials for them. - Velalwyn said. - Maybe some wood and bowstrings.
- Yes, I do. - The man answered. - I have different types of wood, if you'd like to choose.
- Yes, please.
She saw him going somewhere around the tavern, and return with some wood planks and bow strings and putting them onto the table.
- I have all types of wood. I even have some from Valenwood, if you'd like.
- You do ?
- Yes. In fact, it arrived yesterday. It's your lucky day. - He said, as he showed her the material. - It's a bit more expensive than the others, but it's quality is...
- I know. - Velalwyn said as she touched the material, smiling sadly.
A few coins were placed on the balcony. Velalwyn looked up to see, the Warrior woman, looking at the elf with a determined look on her face.
- This will do,right? - She heard her say.
The man had taken the gold and counted it one by one, after smiling one of his sweetest smiles.

- Indeed, it is. Thank you, for your purchase.

Velalwyn saw Lydia take the stuff they bought and they exited the tavern. As soon as they were out, she saw Lydia stopping on her tracks and turning to her with a gentle smile.
- Here ! They are yours. - She said and Velalwyn nodded. - So, who are you gonna pay to make the bow?
- No one. - Velalwyn simply said.
- Huh? - She saw the Warrior look at her confused.
Velalwyn just shrugged and walked away.
- Wait ! - She heard the other yell. - We need to buy you some armor.
Velalwyn sighed but followed the woman. They stopped just a bit further and she saw the raven Warrior greeting a woman who was working on a sword, outside what she believed was a Blacksmith shop.

- Hey Adrianne! - She heard her calling the other.
- Oh hi, Lydia! How are you today?
She saw the working woman, wiping the sweat from her forehead and putting down the sword and hammer as she greeted the other.
- I'm fine! I'm looking for some armor. What do you got for sale?
- We actually finished crafting a new great heavy armor. It's made from Ebony Ore. - The woman said enthusiastically. - It would fit you so well.

- Oh, that sounds beautiful and expensive. But actually, i'm trying to find something for this asshole here. - She saw the Warrior pointing at her.
- I'm no asshole, Bitch ! - Velalwyn raised her voice.
- See? - The Warrior smirked, as she looked at the woman. - This is Velalwyn, new Thane of Whiterun.
- I'm no Thane! - Velalwyn yelled annoyed.
- Still in denial.
- Oh! She is the one father was talking about days ago!

- Your father? - Velalwyn asked.
- Yes, the Jarl's Steward. Proventus Avennici, i'm his daughter Adrianne.
- Oh ! I hate...
She felt an hand on her mouth, preventing her to talk any further and she saw the raven woman, giving her a dangerous look. She understood and behave.
- Well, so what do you have for us, Adrianne?
- It depends what does she want?
- Since she favors the bow, I think some leather or fur armor?
- We have some we crafted days ago.
Velalwyn let herself be guided by Adrianne, to inside the store. She saw a man, storing some weapons on the weapon rack.
- That's my husband Ulfberth. He runs the shop with me. - She smiled when he blew her a kiss. - Ulfberth, can you show this lovely lady the leather and fur armors we made days ago?
- Sure. - He said.
In seconds, Velalwyn was looking at five different types of armor. As she examined all five,one caught her eye. She ended up choosing the one made with both fur and leather. The chest was made of a soft white fur,with brown leather belts around it, and it had long sleeves that covered her arms, finishing with a pair of white fur pants were brown and also made of leather, with matching belts around one leg. Finally the boots were made of both white fur and leather with no heel. She really liked how comfy, warm and practical it all looked.

- I would like this one, please. - She said to Adrianne, who smiled and quickly folded the armor and gave it to her.
She saw the warrior giving Adrianne the money, which she thankfully took into her own coin purse.
- Thanks Adrianne! - The Warrior said, as they left the shop.

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Next day:

It was a beautiful day and she decided to set foot outside. The sun was pleasantly warm on her face. There was a slight breeze in the air. It smelt like days of hunting back in Valenwood. Smiling sadly, she walked through the city, exploring the citizen's life.
Just a bit ahead she heard two people yelling at the marketplace. It was a merchant woman and a blonde young man, who carried a lute on his back. She couldn't really tell what they were yelling about from that distance, so she walked further.

- Leave me alone! - She heard the woman say. She seemed upset.
- No way. You're the loveliest woman around here. - The guy said. - You'll be mine, just you wait.
- You can keep dreaming! I don't need anyone but my daughter now, and I definitely don't need a pig as my husband!

The next thing she saw, made her blood boil. The man grabbed the woman's wrist and pushed her to him as he smelled her neck up to her hair. She saw the look of disgust and fear the woman had on her face and how hard she tried to get rid of him. She instantly hated that man. What she hated more was how the people around didn't do a thing.

- Stop right there, you asshole ! - She yelled, making eye contact with the man.

She saw the man adverting his attention from the woman to her, looking at her surprised but soon changing to an annoyed expression. She noticed by the corner of her eye that she had gotten the woman's and the whole town's attention. Every single soul was looking with a mix if surprise and confusion. She didn't back out.

- Let her go. You are bothering her. - She said, eyes never leaving his.

She heard the man laughed. She saw him laughing hard and long, mocking her, but she didn't care. She didn't back out. Her expression didn't change, her eyes still shot million invisible daggers towards him.

- Who are you, elf ? - She heard him say. - Mind your own business. This doesn't concern you.

She saw him ignoring her and bringing his attention back to the woman, who winced as he pushed her more to him, with force.
Wrong move.
She took a few more steps, closing the distance between them. She yanked the woman from his grasp and her dagger found it's way to his neck, and she saw the smug expression on his face turn into one of fear. Everything went silent.

- You. Will. Leave. Her. Now! - She said fiercely, as she pressed the dagger a bit more to his neck in a warning. - Or else...

That was it. Next thing she saw, was the guy was crying for his life and lamely apologizing, promising of never bothering the woman, ever again. She retrieved the dagger to her belt and saw the man leave somewhere inside the city.
She felt an hand on her shoulder. She turned back and saw the woman she helped. She was beautiful. Short brown hair, adorned with to braids falling on each side of her face, green eyes and a sweet smile.
- Thank you. - She said. - I'm Carlotta, nice to meet you.
- Oh! Hi! - She answered. - I'm Velalwyn.
- Yeah, I know. You're the one who defeated that Dragon days ago.
At that, she rolled her eyes, annoyed. Probably everyone heard of her by now and they all thought she some kind of mighty hero.
- Yeah... - She answered, uninterested. - Anyway, how are you?
She saw the woman look at the ground and sigh.
- Now, I'm fine. Thanks to you. - She looked at her, brows furrowed. - But that pig, Mikael, made my life like hell since he came here. He's a bard, he said he would settle down here and make business at the inn. But all he cares about his getting under all the women's skirts.
- Hope you'll be fine. - Velawyn said.
- Yes, I will. That will teach him.
She felt the woman placing something on her hand, as she gently grabbed her hand and closed it over, with her own.
- I want you to have this.
Velalwyn opened her hand and saw a coin purse, with a good amount of coins inside.
- I can't take it. I was just helping.
- Please. - She looked at her with big green hopeful eyes. - It's the least I can do.
She couldn't say no. She sighed.
- Fine. Thank you.

She took the coin purse and put it on the bag she carried today. She had found it below her bed. It was a bit old and dirty, but it did the job. The hole on the bottom, actually made it easier to carry her bow strings and wood plank. One last thankful smile from the woman and a nod was all they exchanged, before she left the market and climbed the stairs, further into the city. First impression of the city was not that good. How could people just stand by and look at that. She swore that if she saw that man again, she would tear him apart. He disgusted her.
Now at the other district of the city.
"What was it called? Breeze...Whisk... No, it wasn't that. Oh! Wind District" - She remembered.
Now at the Wind District, Velalwyn stopped on her tracks as she looked up. She saw a big tree right on the center of the district. It was undressed of flowers and leaves and it seemed wimpy. Actually it seemed like it was dying. She made a face as she looked at the state of it. It made her feel sad. She has always been around nature. She even established a bond between all living respected nature very dearly and seeing a part of it dying it made her chest feel heavy.
She looked around and saw a few guards passing by. They were walking in pairs and talking, laughing even. If any dragon appeared now, she was sure that even if it roared they wouldn't notice. And what the hell was all that noise? Someone was shouting non stop in the middle of the day. She looked at the way the sound came and she saw a figure dressed in robes, hands held high pointing to the sky. She heard something about "rise up" and "future of Tamriel", but she paid it no attention, only wishing the man would shut up. She sat on one of the benches, that were around the big tree, placing her bag beside her and taking it's contents out. She sat with one leg under her butt and let the other swing on the bench. She wasn't very tall. Bosmers weren't known for their height and those benches weren't designed for people her size, so her feet didn't touch the ground. She felt like a little kid and she hated it.
- Damn, those Nords! - She muttered.
She took her dagger out and started shaping the wood she had bought the previous day. After a while, she found the place a bit quieter. She stopped what she was doing and looked around. She eventually saw the man who was ranting about Divine's know what, lying on the ground him was a stone from the pavement, probably from someone who decided to shut him up. She couldn't judge them. It didn't take long for two guards to carry him and taking him inside a little house just a few meters away.
She continued to do her thing, until she saw a pair of legs stop right in front of her. She looked up.

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A/N: Long time I didn't write anything new. My other fics are on hold because I am feeling inspired with this one right now. And while it lasts, let's focus in only one.- Hope you liked this chapter.
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