Reunion

The Greybeards were heard.

Odd.

They called for the Dragonborn. I wonder what that means.

The Next Day

A new student arrived at my doorstep. A begger child named Lucia who showed me the note this "scout" had given her.

Sayori's handwriting.

"Found in Whiterun. Please give her food and a place in the school if not your home."

Why isn't she home yet? Why hasn't she sent me a letter?

Lucia told me the "lady" was in a hurry. Too naïve to know what a Khajiit is, but she did describe the woman as "furry and very kind. She gave me a coin."

I've sent a courier to Whiterun. Hopefully I can find out what's going on.

As for the dragon circling us, it doesn't seem to want to harm us. In fact, it almost seems it's protecting the school. If I only I knew how to speak dragon.

Perhaps the Greybeards could help us.

Three Days Later

Sayori made it home. It's been three days.

She didn't come alone. A Nord woman and a strange purple Khajiit also entered.

I was too relieved to be angry or even joyful and ordered her to rest.

Rather than obey me, she pulled out a weapon and showed me it.

The Axe of Whiterun.

Impossible.

"Remember I asked you if I could be more than what I seem?"

"What have you done?" I had to ask. Leona, Inday, Mash and Coda sat silently at the table.

"I only meant to help," Sayori's voice was weak.

"Sayori?" The Nord woman touched her shoulder, "Sayori?"

To my astonishment, the khajiit grabbed me and wept like a child.

My three other children watched on in stunned silence.

"My friend! Do not cry!" The purple Khajiit looked horrified, "he has forgiven you!"

I realised.

"You didn't come back because of Mash? Because you thought I wouldn't believe you?"

Sayori just sobbed harder.

"Who are you?" Leona asked the purple khajiit and the Nord woman.

"Forgive me" the khajiit bowed; "my name is Inigo."

"And I'm Vilja," the Nord smiled sadly, concerned for her friend who I still held, "Sayori is helping me with… With something important and I helped her in return."

The purple Khajiit spoke up; "The Jarl of Whiterun called my friend "Dragonborn". Together we killed a dragon and she absorbed it's soul. I suggested we go to a healer, but my friend seems to be ok."

"It was a marvellous sight" said the blonde woman. She had an odd accent for a Nord.

Dragonborn.

The Greybeards were calling a Khajiit?

Sayori?

I'm not quite sure what to think about that. Sayori doesn't either. Whilst she's dreamed of being an adventurer, she's never seen herself as anyone important. Just an orphaned khajiit with an old Imperial as her guardian.

And it's no wonder she finally plucked up the courage to come home. It's too much for her.

What is clear is I can't afford to stay away from Dragon's Keep now. Sayori and I want to get to the bottom of this, but she will have to go without me.

She told me; "don't worry sir, I have friends."

Words a younger Sayori would never have said to me.