Mu los vomir, Alduin mahlaan, Sahrot thur qahnaraan, Dovahkiin los ok dovahkriid, Thu'umii los nahlot.

The dovahkiin dressed in redglowing black armor heard the roars of the dragons celebrating the demise of the World-Eater. As one descended onto the word wall that contained a word of power for the Fire Breath shout.

" Dovahkiin you have followed through on your destiny and brought Alduin to his doom," Growled the dragon although not with any malice.

" Yes I may have but I failed to absorb his soul, which can only mean that he will return, when is anyone's guess Paarthurnax."

"Mmm, yes I can understand that, but for now go and celebrate your victory today, because I feel you are only at the beginning of your tasks."

"I understand, Probably make my way to Fort Dawnguard and help them with the vampire outbreak, and there is also the mystery of who sent those dragon cultist after me."

"Well then you should hurry. Don't want to keep destiny waiting. Hahaha."

And with that the old dragon took to the skies as the Dragonborn made his way back down the mountain. Weeks after that point he returned back to Hjerim, his home in the city of Windhelm.

"It's an honor to see you again my Thane," the home's housecarl Calder announcing his entrance.

" As to you too my friend, but for now I'm in need of a very very long rest."

" Yes I've heard the rumors. I shall keep watch while you rest."

"Thank you Calder."

The hero made his way up the stairs towards his master bedroom. Decorating the walls were several weapons from his previous adventures; The Blade of Woe, given to him by the last leader of the Dark Brotherhood for he was their Listener, Wuuthrad, the axe used by Ysgramor himself and the current Harbinger of the Companions as well as the shield of Ysgramor, next was a set of light armor called the Guildmaster's Armor as well the Nightingale Armor and Archmage's Robes after defeating the last guildmaster of the Thieves Guild, restoring their favor with the Daedric Prince Nocturnal, and then saving the Collage of Winterhold respectively.

As he traded his way through he removed his helmet and shook his hair revealing his cat ears and medium length hair with a single braid. His face wore scars from the times before he had a closed face Helmet. His fur was dark gray with strips of white. As he removed the rest of his heavy armor and prepared for bed even though the blood of the beast runs through him preventing him from benefiting from most part of resting. He sees a note left for him as well as his Officer Armor, his badge of being a Stormcloak officer in the Jarl's rebellion.

" To the honorable Stormblade,

We have heard words of your deeds to Skyrim and her people that you have save all of us and our souls from the terrible World- Eater Alduin himself. For your Nord-like bravery we have decided to have a blade crafted and enchanted for you. Come by the Palace of the Kings to receive your reward. I would like to thank you on behalf of all skyrim and myself for you what you have done for all of us.

Jarl Ulfric Stormcloak

P.S. I thought I should have you know that we have repaired you uniform.

Closing the letter, he finished his routine and headed to bed, unbeknownst to him that the gods had other plans for him in the coming months.

I know I said that we'd have another chapter of Two Sides of the Same Gem, but I had to do this or I would forget. So I know that it's say that it's a crossover I'm just setting the mood XD. Anyway the main character of this story is based off of my ES5 Character a Khajit that I started with Heavy Armor even though I used both armor types and part of my second Khajit that was a stealth based character.