A/N: Hey, really quick. Before we start off with the chapter, I will be using a first person P.O.V. and experiment for a bit. Tell me if you guys like this way of writing better, the last one, or a new way of writing. Anyway, let the chapter begin!


I woke up and heard a hammer banging outside. I guess Alvor started working already. And it seems we're the only ones who woke up. I stood up and put my armor on. I walked outside towards the forge to see Alvor repairing a helmet.

"Good morning, Marvous." He greeted me. I smiled back and leaned on a pillar.

"I'll be leaving in a bit." I told him. He stopped repairing the helmet and looked at me.

"You used my forge yesterday, correct? May I see what you had whipped up?" He requested.

I shrugged opened my satchel and showed my cave bear armor. He looked at me surprised as I took a big armor piece from such a small bag. I handed it to him so he can check the armor's quality. He was wide eyed upon closer inspection.

"This... This is a true master piece!" He exclaimed.

I can't really blame him. The chestpiece itself already has an armor rating of 2, 650. I'm relieved that all my effort for making those restoration potions, fortify enchanting, and fortify smithing didn't go to waste... I had an earfull from mom about wasting ingredients... Now I'm really excited to create dragon scale armor!

"This armor can let the wearer withstand even a dragon's, no, seceral dragons' roars and claws." I explained.

"I see. I'm glad you are my friend." He said almost shakingly.

"Well, I also have a steel sword that can literally obliterate a dragon in one hit." I told him.

This made him go pale.

"Of course, I'll rarely use it. Unless a daedric prince tries to do me away. Where's the thrill in killing everything in one hit?"

"Yes. You're right. I am truly glad you're my friend." He said as he sat down on the stairs.

My sword has a damage of 4000-5000. I'll try and use it on Hermaeus Mora or even Molag Bal.

"Well, I'll be on my way. Oh, and also, please keep my armor and weapons a secret." I said as I walked away.

I went towards the Barrow and killed ghe three bandits waiting outside. I rushed inside and killed the two instantly with my bare hands. I swiftly made my way, avoiding traps, killing draugrs, and I finally reached where the thief is trapped in. I walked slowly towards the nest of the wounded frostbite spider. Instead of hearing the pompous shouting of a man, I heard the weeping of a woman. I quickly slayed the spider with a single arrow through its head. I walked towards the dunmer. To my surprise, instead of a man, it was a dunmer woman with short hair that reached just about her shoulders with a bit of curls on the end, her eyes tearing up in guilt, fear, and relief.

"P-please help me... I promise not to steal anymore... This much is not worth it..." she said while bawling her eyes out.

I cut her lose. She suddenly dropped all of her belonging, including her dagger and the claw. She then hugged my leg.

"Th-thank you!" She said while still crying. A few moments of bawling and she finally stopped.

"Let me guess, first time stealing?" I asked with my arms crossed. She nodded in discouragement.

"Rookie mistake going inside a dungeon unprepared." I commented. She kept silent.

I rubbed the back of my head and patted her.

"Promise not to steal again?" I asked her. Upon hearing it, she beamed with joy.

Now that I'm looking at her properly, she's rather cute. A straight nose, soft jaw, narrow eyes, soft lips, why in oblivion was a girl this cute forced to be a thief?!

"What's your name?" I asked her. She rubbed her arm and looked away.

She muttered something under hear breath.

"What was that?" I inched closer with my hand surrounding my ear.

"I'm... Ravel..." she spoke softly. Gods! I thank you for creating this wonderful being!

"I see. Ravel, huh. Well, you may not trust me with your real name, but I can trust you with mine. I'm Marvous. Marvous Dragons-Bane." I reached out my hand. Her face showed that I was right about her using a false name. She reached out her hand and shaked mine.

"Well, I'm gonna clear this place. Come on!" I signaled her to follow me. She complied. After a few hours, I finally reached the last room. There, I saw the word wall. The blue light emitting from the word 'Fus'. It resonated with my mind as I stepped closer. With the meaning behind it, I only need a dragon's soul to activate it and make it grow stronger.

After resonating with the word, the casket behind popped open. I quickly drew my bow and hit the draugr lord right in the head. I felled a strong opponent in a matter of miliseconds. The dunmer woman was surprised by this but kept her thoughts to herself. I looted the chest next to the casket and found Meridia's beacon.

As soon as I touched it, a voice illuminated the room. "Yes, I'll clear out your place later, Meridia." I said loudly.

"How did-" I cut her angelic voice off. "Know what you're gonna say? It's because I plan on becoming the champion of every daedric prince." I deadpunned. The voice went silent for a moment.

"Very well." She said before completely disappearing. I looked behind me and saw that my companion just fainted. I immediately caught her just as she was about to fall. I carried her on my back and walked outside. I decided to camp out a bit before resuming my journey. I set her down gently and brought out a tent and some sleeping roll along with some wood for a fire. I gently tucked her in and started the fire. I sigh at the beautiful sight. Oh, and the sun set was beautiful, too.


A/N: Alright! I know it's a bit short but this was because it was a spur of the moment. This took me approximately 1 hour to finish writing.

Review and follow please! Criticisms will be taken note of while flames will be used to cook food by Marvous. Thanks!