Wow, I got this chapter out really fast. You were probably expecting the Greybeards in this chapter, but I promise you they'll be in the next one. Enjoy.
Archer trotted up to Balgruuf, telling him he heard voices.
"They were saying Dovahkiin. What does this mean? Who is summoning me?"
"The Greybeards..." Balgruuf spoke. "This hasn't happened in ages. Not since Tiber Septim himself. Go to High Hrothgar near the top of the Throat of the World. Speak to the Greybeards. They will know what exactly is going on."
"I...Okay..."
"What is it, Dragonborn?"
"Never mind, forget it."
Archer walked outside Dragonsreach, watching Bjorn climb the palace. He was almost near the top of the roof, when a dragon swooped down into the city.
"No, no, no, no, no," Archer worried. He and the guards pulled out their bows, and unsheathed their arrows.
Bjorn looked up at the creature, just standing there, not knowing what to do.
"Bjorn, get down! Now!" Archer shouted up to him, as he began to climb the palace himself. Bjorn began to climb down quickly, as the dragon landed on the roof in front of him. It made him fall, but Archer caught him. The dragon breathed frost this time, making Archer's hand go completely numb.
Archer was forced to let go of the ledge, catching himself on another part of the roof. He heard a loud, ear piercing scream.
"Bjorn?..." Archer's eyes widened. He jumped down onto the road, checking on him.
"He still has a heartbeat," Archer said.
"We will do our best against the dragon. Get him to Arcadia's Cauldron. I'm sure that alchemist can help," a guard spoke.
Archer dashed through the doors, turning to Arcadia.
"What's all the ruckus? What's going on out there?" She worried.
"Just... I need help with this boy. I'll tell you what's going on after we figure something out."
"What's the matter with him?"
"He fell off a roof... He still has a heartbeat. He's alive, but how long?"
"If you can get a potion of regeneration, he will survive. But you must hurry."
"What are the ingredients?"
"I need some Juniper Berries and a garlic plant."
"Do they have those at the market?"
"They have garlic braids, yes. You might have trouble looking for Juniper Berries."
Archer ran out the door, taking a piece of garlic off a garlic braid at the meat stall, and leaving two Septims on the table. He looked at the fruit and vegetable stand, not seeing any Juniper Berries.
"Attention!" Archer screamed. "I need Juniper Berries. Does anyone have some?"
An old woman walked over to him. "Hello, dear. I have three Juniper plants. Are you willing to pay for a few berries?"
"Thank you so much. Here's ten Septims. If that's an okay price?..."
"Just fine, dear." She handed him the berries. He ran back over to the alchemy store, watching the dragon in the sky swoop up several guards.
"Here." Archer held out the ingredients.
"Thank you. Now I must perform my duties as an alchemist." She walked over to the alchemy lab, mixing the ingredients in a green liquid. When she was done, she poured the liquid into a magenta bottle and put a cap on it.
"Now he must drink," Arcadia explained. "Hold his mouth open. I will pour it in."
Archer did as told, and the liquids poured into Bjorn's mouth. His eyes began to open slowly.
"Archer..." He said. "When are we going to give the Dragonstone back?"
Archer looked at him in amazement. "Bjorn, you got your memory back! The impact of the fall must of knocked something back in place!"
"Wait... Now I remember. You let that bandit knock me unconscious. You couldn't protect me. You-"
"Bjorn, I'm sorry. There was so much going on at the time... I wasn't thinking. There's more importantly things going on. I'm Dragonborn. I have to go to High Hrothgar."
"You killed the people in Riften! Innocent people!"
Arcadia looked at Archer in fear. "Guards!" She screamed. Archer stabbed her in the chest, and hid her body inside of a big barrel.
Bjorn looked at him, shocked.
"Don't look at me like that. You killed that man that killed your mom. You think I'm doing this because I want to? I'm killing these people to stay alive, and stay out of jail. You joined the Dark Brotherhood. We were on our way to kill innocents. Now that right there, is killing because we want to. You were going to murder for money... So don't think for one second that I didn't have to kill the people that I've killed." Archer kicked a barrel over in anger. "There's more problems out there then just me being a criminal. People are going to find out that I've done these things. People aren't going to trust me as Skyrim's savior. The dragons are the real problem... Not the war, not criminals. Dragons. If you don't want to follow me anymore, then fine. I recommend that you shouldn't because people are going to see you as my partner in crime once people see that I've done these things. People are fools these days. They see me as a bad person... But in all honesty, what I've been doing is saving their damn lives. I could've been in jail before that dragon attack. I wouldn't have been there for people to realize I'm Dragonborn. If I kill a few people, what's the big deal? Nothing, right? If someone kills me, then what's the big deal? If I die, everyone dies, because I'm the only thing in this world that can stop the dragons."
Bjorn hesitated to make a decision. "I'm coming with you. I'm sorry about what I said earlier. Now that I think back to what we've done together so far, I would rather be your partner in crime than be a kid with no one that cares about me."
"Thanks... Come on, let's get to High Hrothgar."
They walked outside, seeing the dead dragon on the road. Archer saw the dragon burning, and magic light coming toward him again.
This time Archer passed out.
So that's that. This chapter is probably pretty boring to most of you, but I really like Archer's little speech at the end. Thanks for reading. Next chapter might be out tomorrow, but probably won't be out until Sunday.
