You can guess what this chapter's about.

Maybe I can get this chapter up faster than the last one.

Enjoy!


Before we made our way back to Dragonsreach, we made our way to Riverwood to drop off the Golden Claw. Lucan & Camilla were happy that it was safe, & payed us 100 septims each. We restocked on supplies & made our way to Whiterun.

'Well I can say that you three were successful in recovering the stone,' Farengar said. 'Now, lets see if I can-'

Farengar was interrupted by the Jarl's housecarl (the dark elf) running into the room.

'Farengar,' she said. 'You need to speak to the Jarl now,'

'Alright then,' the mage said.

Wanting to know what was going on, the three of us followed. Turns out there was a dragon sighted by the watchtower. They needed to kill it, before it could attack the city.

'I think that you,' the Jarl said, turning to me. 'Should go along, considering that you have experience due to Helgen,'

'Whatever you say, Jarl,' I said.

'We need to go, now,' the dark elf said. 'I'll meet you outside of town,'

Once she had left, I turned to Doria & Ronan.

'You two should stay here,' I said, concerned. 'I can't drag you into this one. I'll be better off alone,'

'Yeah, that's gonna happen,' Ronan said. 'I'd rather be slain by a dragon, than watch my sister die while I'm on the sidelines,'

'I'll have to agree with Ronan on that one,' Doria said.

I looked at both of them. 'You two are unbelievable,' I smiled. 'But thank you,'


Getting to the tower was easy enough, being daylight & all.

But the second we got there, well...shit.

The tower was already destroyed, but it probably wont exist after today.

Within 10 seconds of being at that damn tower, we heard a roar.

That's when all hell broke loose.

Literally.

That dragon came out of nowhere. It pretty much killed any survivors from the first attack, & killed quite a few of the reinforcements.

All three of us ducked into cover, not wanting to be it's next lunch.

'How are we going to kill that thing!?' Ronan shouted.

'I don't know!' I shouted back. 'Just try not to get hit!'

The battle was pretty intense. Even though I'd killed hundreds of bandits, it felt like I had no experience whatsoever.

Many of the guards were trying to take it out with bows & arrows. But then the dragon landed, & because they had no time to react, most of them died.

Without thinking too much about it, I drew my sword & immediately ran towards the beast. In the background, I could hear Ronan & Doria screaming at me to turn around.

The dragon roared at me, recognising that I was an immediate threat. Before it had a chance to fry me, I leapt onto it's head, making sure to avoid some of the spikes.

I started to stab it, hoping that my sword would be strong enough to pierce it's thick scales. I must of been, because the dragon pretty much gave up the fight.

As I jumped off of it's head, there was a cheer from all of the survivors. Ronan & Doria ran up to me & hugged me.

As they let go however, there was a boom. As I turned around, the dragon's skin was burning away, leaving bones behind. There was this orange/blue light & it seemed to come towards me. Not knowing what was going on, I turned to the soldiers.

They looked pretty surprised


'I can't believe you are...Dragonborn,' one of them said.

'What did you just call me?' I asked.

'Dragonborn,' he repeated.

'That took me by surprise. How can I be the legendary Dragonborn? I mean, sure I'm the daughter of one of the greatest adventurers in Tamriel, but Dragonborn? Not possible.

'If I'm Dragonborn,' I said. 'Then I should be able to shout!'

'Try it then!' Ronan said.

Just then, those mysterious characters appeared in front of me. They spelt a word: Fus.

I decided to say it. Maybe that was a shout?

'FUS!' I shouted.

Unfortunately, I was looking at Ronan, so he stumbled back a bit.

'That's great, really. But how about next time you do that YOU LOOK AWAY!'

'Sorry,' I said sheepishly.


Just as we entered Whiterun, we heard some sort of roar.

'DOVAHKIIN!'

'What was that?' I asked.

'Who knows?' Ronan said.

When we entered Dragonsreach, the Jarl was waiting for us.

'So,' he said. 'Is that dragon dead?'

'Yes,' I said. 'But there's something else,'

'What,' he asked.

I told him what had happened. He seemed a little amazed.

'You know what that roar was? That was the Grey Beards calling you,'

'I have to go to High Hrothgar?'

'Correct,'

'That means I've gotta climb the 7 thousand steps,'

'Yes,'

'Terrific,'


Finally done! Sorry it's so short & I couldn't post earlier. My internet went down. Read & Review. Chosen out.