Jan-28-2022

K'avar is currently looking for records and information that is on the Provence of Skyrim. He is currently working against the Aldemary Dominion as with the the whole of Hammerfell. Since they were not going to war with anyone, they need to build an army against the Dominion and one good place to start is in the land of Skyrim. Everyone has been hit hard from the war, but the Nords of the north have outwardly spoken out against the Empire and the Thalmor and have started a rebellion. He wants to have relations with the rebels so they can drive both the Empire and Thalmor and Empire out of Skyrim.

He is a larger man that is very muscular with skin as dark as dirt that looks to be in his mid to late 30's. His hair is dreadlocked and would go down to his shoulders but it is usually in a ponytail. He has a nice full beard, but it isn't that long. His left eye are a deep brown-almost black and his right eye is a milky white. He has a burn that covers his right side of his face.

"Dame, the Empire wasn't just stabbing our backs" K'avar whispered under his breath, as he came across the book about how almost half of the soldiers came from Skyrim. He couldn't imagine fighting for someone and and then just banishing your god.

"Brother, I have found the information about what holds in Skyrim has StormCloak supporters." Comes Kematu with a couple of letters in hand. He was going to arrive in Skyrim with K'avar but they have different missions. Kematu's mission is to find the traitor to their land, a woman named Iman. The Caravans have informed them that she was in the western

K'avar is also planning on going to the College of Winterhold and if time permits also to Solstheim because he has heard that there was a Telvanni wizard there. And it was easier then going to Morrowind. He was interested in magic and knows little conjugation, he can only successfully summon a Skamp and boots. He also knows a bit of restoration but only enough for minor injuries like a slash across the face. He realizes that magic is necessary, it's hard to fight an enemy who can both weld a sword and use magic effectively. Many of his friends don't like magic but they do see a point in his argument and requested him to go to Winterhold to learn magic and bring back a few spells and knowledge since there is no institution for magic in Hammerfell.

"Thanks brother, what information have you gotten"

Kematu wasn't blood related to K'avar, but they grew up like they were. Kematu's mother was a general and his father was a warrior. They both died in the Great War and so K'avars family let Kematu live with them so they practically grew up together, from fighting with wooden swords to singing songs of our people until K'avar was of age since he was just a few years older then Kematu, to fight against the Thalmor which got them their independence. Once he got back they still acted as brothers and they've had many adventures on their sandy lands, and now going to the freezing land of Skyrim.

"Well according to the Khajit caravans, Clan Graymane is a huge supporter of the Stormcloaks. And the patriarch is the best blacksmith in Skyrim. But I doubt he can outmatch your mother or sister."

K'vara's mother and sister(Kareen)were one of the best blacksmiths in Hammerfell, they are efficient with all metals including ebony. They don't work for anyone, and they only make weapons for the best warriors and people who they have deemed worthy. For K'avars coming of age gift they have given him a steel plated scimitar. This was the last gift that was given to him by his mother since a few months later she died. She always had health issues so it wasn't unexpected but it was still so heart breaking. They were going to make him a glass scimitar but they didn't have enough money to buy it, even if they are one of the best blacksmiths. Hammerfell is a sand covered land with little resources.

"Well some times the amount of weapons a blacksmith can make is more important then the quality, so if he can make a lot at a time then he can work or the rebellion."

"If your sister heard that she would probably cut off your hands."

"Ya she would say that while weapons are meant for battle they are also an art form."

They both chuckled and continued to look into the what Skyrim has to offer. From what they have found is that Skyrim has a lot of potential, they have multiple Stormcloaks and many organizations that may help them. They continued looking for information until the sun set well under the land.

Time skip to a few weeks later

The sun wasn't even up yet and yet we are all up. We've packed dried meat and water for the trip and we have more suitable outfits to put on when we get to the mountains since is it colder there. He also packed some health and magic potions along with some poisons. Shooting with a bow and arrow wasn't his best skill but it did what he needed it to do. After packing everything we all met up in at the front gate.

"Oh K'avar, please don't do anything stupid."

"I won't, I promise Kareen. I will see you in a few months."

"Alright then, I love you and I pray that the snow won't be so harsh on you. And here is my Amulet, you'll need it more then me." And she handed him an Amulet of Satakal.

"Love you too."

And with their farewells said K'avar's group walked to the mountains to an adventure that will change his life.

Ya the first chapter is done. I tried to make things vague as possible with how Hammerfell was like. I tried to read up on how Hammerfell is like but the lord is strange and I feel like there isn't enough information. Anyway the rest of the story is going to be in Skyrim. Criticism is always welcome.