Ulfric's eyes didn't leave mine. Though his eyes are beautiful, my skin is not that built for the weather as I started to shiver.
"Do you have any clothes I can wear?" I asked. He nodded his head and let me go. He waited for me to curl inside the bed roll before opening the flaps. A minute later he appeared with a Stormcloak armor at hand. Of course. Stormcloak.
"What?!" Ulfric's voice rang like the church's bell. After days of staying at the camp, it's time for me to go.
"Please Ulfric..." His hands on my shoulders are starting to get tighter and tighter. My hands on the other are resting on top of his chest, trying to calm him down.
"Why? They could still be out there. They can still hurt you. Please... Stay with me. Besides, we're off to Windhelm. You can be safe there." I shook my head and held his face with both my hands. His hands went slacked.
"I know you are worried but my destiny lies beyond this camp. Beyond Windhelm. Yours lies in whatever it is you're doing." Looking once again in his eyes, I nodded my head and gave him a smile. I took a step back and turned towards the direction of the main road.
"Wait." I closed my eyes and sighed. This will be harder than I thought. Gathering myself, I faced him once again.
"What is it?" He did a gesture and Ralof brought him a large horse that has a dark brown body and white hooves. Horses from Windhelm I thought. Ralof gave Ulfric the reigns and walked towards me. Handing out the reigns he spoke,
"The roads of Skyrim is dangerous. A horse will aid you in your journey." His voice no longer carried authority but sadness. Swallowing the lump in my throat, I took the reigns from his hand and nodded.
"Thank you for everything." Before I could changed my mind, I turned around and walked away, tugging the reigns as we disappear from the camp. The walk towards the path seems long. The forest is filled with sounds of birds. It looks peaceful but knowing that danger lurks around Skyrim, I should expect the worst. The walk towards the road tired my legs but good thing we've reached it without delays. Good thing Ulfric gave me a horse.
Glancing at the said horse, I noticed a large bag hanging at its side. On top of the bag is a rolled fur in which I guess the bed roll. I smiled. I guess Ulfric is not so bad after all. I stopped walking and gave the horse a pat on the neck. I never ridden a horse back home. I guess I'll do self taught again. Looking down the horses body, I noticed something hanging. Recognizing it as something to step on, I stepped on it with my right foot. Holding the saddle, I pulled myself up and lifted my left. Problem is that I can't fully lift my left because the bag is blocking it. As I planned to go down and try the other side, a voice caught me off guard.
"That's not how you ride a horse." Looking at the direction of the voice, my eyes widen. Nords and vampires are one thing. Orcs are a different matter. They look so real that I was awe struck. The orc noticed this and gave an awkward cough.
"O-oh... Uhm... You think so too?" I gave him a slight giggle and brought my left foot down to fully faced him. This orc looks so familiar that I wonder where have I seen him.
"Where are you headed?" he asked. I pursed my lips thinking for a moment. First thing I need from this forsaken world is a job. Some coin and a house.
"Probably the nearest town here." He nodded his head in Understanding and said, "That will be Riverwood. Can I join you? I'm headed towards that direction as well." I gave him an absurb look. Who does he think he is? I don't even know his name to Identify whether he's a friend or foe. He noticed this and scratched his head.
"I know what you people think of my race but... If it helps, I'll tell you my name to ease your worries." I didn't gave him an answer and waited. He cleared his throat before he held out his hand.
"My name is Durak." Durak. Where in the world did I heard that name? Looking through his clothes, he doesn't seem like a normal bandit orsimer. He's wearing an armor. Accepting his hand, I gave him my name.
"Sizaan." He gave a smile, squeezing my hand before letting it go. When he started walking, I followed.
The walk towards Riverwood is silent. No one is talking. I never bothered starting a conversation since i'm still busy thinking who this guy is. The armor is familiar in a way but I can't pinpoint what faction or even quest I met this guy in the game. Lost in thought, I didn't even hear him calling my name.
"Yes?" I gave him a glance.
"Are you alright?" he asked. I nodded my head and turned my attention to the road.
"What were you saying? I'm sorry, I was lost in thought."
"It's almost night. We need to hurry. Riverwood is not that far anymore." Glancing at the sky, he was right. We're losing daylight. Stopping at my tracks, I gave him my full attention.
"Are you asking for a ride?" if he is, he has to take the reigns unless I want to fall off the horse.
"It's the only way but we can camp here if you want." I shook my head and held out the reigns.
"You lead. I ride." He seemed shocked but grabbed the reigns. He went to the other side of the horse and climbed. He then held out his hand. I took it and tried to ride the horse without fail like last time. I almost clapped my hand together when I was able to ride successfully.
"Hold on." He said.