Colin was probably the dumbest khajiit ever. Walking straight to the border not seeing the imperials. Now here he was going to get killed.
"Your awake you've been asleep for hours," Ralof said, "caught trying to cross the border?"
The khajiit could only nod. When they finally stopped in Helgen they had to get off.
"When you here your name step up to the block" The lady dressed as a imperial legate said.
"Ulfric Stormcloak" The jarl stepped up to the block.
"Lokir of Rorikstead" the horse thief walked up " you can't do this we're not rebels!" The man ran only to be killed by the archers.
"Ralof of Riverwood" the other Stormcloak who had talked to me walked up the block along side his leader.
"You, who are you?" The man I soon learned name was Hadvar. "Colin" I simply stated.
"Legate what should we do he's not on the list?" Hadvar asked. "Put him with the others" she said not caring.
"I'll make sure your remains will return to Elsweyr." Hadvar said, giving me a little nice thought that I'll be buried in my homeland.
I walked to the block and watched as the general spoke, "Some here in Helgen call you a hero, but you the voice to kill the king and usurped his throne. You plunged Skyrim into chaos now we will end this war to day" the general stated. Right after his long speech a loud roar came from the mountains.
"What was that!" The legate asked. "Nothing" the general spoke.
" First prisoner!" She said. A man from another carriage walked as the legate shoved him down. The headsman swung his axe and the head rolled right into the casket.
"Next the khajiit!" The loud roar came again scarred skooma out of me.
"I said next prisoner" "You said the khajiit" I mumbled as I waked to block. I watched as the she pushed me down and headsman ready his axe. Then the roar came again and a black winged creature came out of the sky.