Epilogue
Talis' eyes began to flutter as she began to wake up. She sat up in her bed in Breezehome, the home she owned in Whiterun. She was only dressed in her undergarments and her Amulet of Talos. She just sat there, waiting to fully wake up. She could tell from the shadows casted from the window bars that it was midday.
"Well good morning." Tymvir said. Talis looked over and saw him sitting at the table, a book open next to an inkwell and quill. He was dressed in an ordinary Stormcloak blue tunic, and grey trousers.
"Morning." Talis said as she got up, stretching and yawning. She pulled out a dark blue tunic and black trousers from the dresser and dressed herself. She walked over to Tymvir. "So, what are you working on?"
"Our stories." Tymvir said. "Though, in order to write your section, I had to wait for you to wake up, heavy sleeper."
Talis playfully punched him on the shoulder. It's been three months since Alduin was slain. Within that time, Talis returned to Whiterun to lead the Companions, eventually planning on leaving it in Nyx or Vilkas' hands. Tymvir, now officially the Prince of Skyrim, moved in with her and recently began writing about the adventures they had. Ulfric was now High King and was working on building alliances with other provinces of the Empire, starting with the fellow independent land of Hammerfell. Galmar was training the new soldiers of Skyrim's army, while Rikke threw herself into her job of protecting Jarl Elisif the fair. Talis was able to convince Esbern to leave Paarthrunax alone, and he got Delphene to at least focus more on rebuilding the Blades.
"Alright, let's see what you've got." Talis said, picking up the book. The words detailed Tymvir's escape from Bruma when the Stormcloak Rebellion began, up until when he met, as he described, 'a goddess whose beauty and power would even make Dibella jealous.' "Aw, how sweet." Talis said, kissing Tymvir on the cheek. "Well, Ralof and Hadvar will be at the Bannered Mare today. We can talk there."
Tymvir closed the book and put away the quill and inkwell. "Then let's be on our way." He stood up and walked thorough Breezehome. They passed Lydia sitting in front of the cooking pot.
"Honor to serve you, my thane." Lydia said.
Talis and Tymvir walked into the streets of Whiterun, now completely restored from the battle that took place here. Heimskr's home was rebuilt, as were the decretive structures surrounding the Gildergreen. Olfrid was complaining to some of the Stormcloak guards about another robbery from his home.
"I swear, if Balgruuf was still Jarl, we'd get to the bottom of this." Olfrid said as he passed Talis and Tymvir. "And we have you to thank for this." Balgruuf was still a guest of Jarl Elisif in the Blue Palace.
"You sure your robberies have nothing to do with the fact you threw yourself in with the Thieves' Guild?" Talis said. She knew about the Shadowmark on his family home that signified it was to remain untouched by the Thieves' Guild. "They have no shortage of enemies."
Olfrid grunted. "You'll be sorry when the Empire sends reinforcements to retake Skyrim." He walked on his way to his home.
"That's not going to happen." Tymvir said. "The Empire has their problems to deal with." Even after a few months, the Elder Council not only had to find a new Emperor, but one of the members was found dead in the Bannered Mare not long after the war ended, so they had another spot to fill. Talis figured that was the one the Listener of the Dark Brotherhood mentioned. So far, while they did find a new Elder Council member, Cyrodill still lacked an Emperor.
"Ignore Olfrid." Talis said. She grabbed Tymvir by the arm. "C'mon. We'll be late." They continued into the Plains district, and walked into the Bannered Mare. Hulda had retired and sold the building to Ysolda. She was at the bar.
"Ah, Talis. Ralof and Hadvar are already here." She said, pointing at the table in the corner. Talis looked over and saw Ralof arm-wrestling Urgurth the Unbroken, and losing. Hadvar, now dressed in Studded Armor, was laughing.
"What's so funny pretty boy? You're next." Urgurth said. Hadvar's face then showed fright.
"Excuse me, but we would like to talk to them." Talis said.
Urgurth pinned Ralof's hand and left. "All yours."
Talis and Tymvir sat down. "Thanks for seeing us gents." Talis said to the Helgen survivors. She looked at Tymvir. "Well go on, ask them."
Tymvir took out his book. "I would like to get your side of the story from when Helgen was attacked, if it's all right with you."
"Of course my prince." Ralof said.
"Very well." Hadvar said. While he was still uncomfortable sitting with three Stormcloaks, he was willing to let his side of the story be told. During that time, Nyx, dressed in Tavern Clothes, served them drinks. Ever since Ysolda took over the Inn, Nyx started working there when the Companions didn't need her. Ralof and Hadvar began talking about what happened at Helgen, form meeting Talis, to the Spiders and Bear. Hadvar even revealed that he was taken prisoner by the Stormcloaks that were left behind from the cave in.
"So what happened?" Talis asked.
"We waited until the roaring could no longer be heard. Then they took me out of Helgen. While they were trying to figure out what to do, I overpowered one of them and escaped." Hadvar said. "Then I went to my Uncle Alvor in Riverwood and then I started my journey back to Solitude."
"I actually met Alvor and his daughter Dorthe. Cute kid." Talis said.
"Now I have a question for you, Dragonborn." Ralof said. "You've ended the Civil War, you've become a leader of your very own badass crew, and you even defeated Alduin alongside your parents. What's next for you?"
"I'm actually not sure right now." Talis said. "But I know that whatever is next, it's just around the corner."
The End…for now.
And so, the first part of Talis' journey is over. Upon her return, she shall face off against the Vampires, discover her role in yet another prophecy involving a new friend, and run into more Giant Spiders.
Talis: Wait, what!?