Here is the new chapter. There might be some mistakes here there. Anyway reviews and criticism are welcome as always.
Layla ran to Riverwood with the two Nord men she had met there. Hadvar, a Legionary in the Imperial army and Ralof of the Stormcloaks. Their names were helpful as in her head she simply called them the Blond one and the brown-haired one prior to introductions. Layla shook her head. Two childhood friends on opposing sides of the war, it was one thing about Civil wars that made them so bloody, betrayal, or a feeling of betrayal. She had seen it plenty of times in Skyrim's history and it never changed. Speaking of change, dragons had returned to Skyrim. It only added to her problems since escaping Helgen.
Hadvar and Ralof stopped to look at Bleak Falls Barrow up on the mountain side across the river. Layla could have sworn they looked like young boys again staring at that foreboding place. She was actually waiting for one of them to dare the other to go up there. At least she got them to stop talking about the war. That was one of the most grating things that she ever went through. She almost just broke their necks and went on herself, but she opted to tell them there were more important things to worry about. They listened at least.
She cleared her throat, "I think we should move on to Riverwood." They both nodded and continued down the road to the village. Riverwood was your standard village. About a hundred folk living on the side of a river and there were many trees making the town name very much to the point. Town name aside she was introduced to Hadvar's and Ralof's relatives. Ralof's nephew took one look at her.
"You have creepy eyes," he pointed out. Ah shit! Her thoughts screamed her to run or start breaking necks. Luckily, no one took heed of the boy's comment as they were preoccupied with the more recent and pressing issue of a freaking dragon attacking and burning Helgen to the ground. The boy's comment did give her the sense that it would be better to skip town a soon as possible. So when the issue of who would go and warn the Jarl came up, she immediately volunteered.
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Layla took a moment to examine the city of Whiterun, it was the first she had seen it in hundreds of years. While she did leave the castle periodically to see any enchanting techniques had surfaced, her inquiry generally never led her far south, not past Morthal usually. So when she looked at Whiterun, she was surprised as its size mostly. What many people didn't know while the walls were very old, they were a new addition as the original wall never went past what was now called the Wind district. The "newer" wall must have been erected after the Jarl of Falkreath tried to sack the city. Layla was drawn from her thoughts as she heard the sound of battle. She took off and found three warriors fighting off a Giant. Two women, one a Nord and the other an Imperial and the third was a Nord man. While they had it under control she intervened anyway by running and jumping on the Creature's crest burying the imperial sword she looted of a dead legionary into its heart bringing down the giant.
After she wiped off her blade on the giants hide tunic, she was approached by the Nord woman. She was beautiful and had red hair with streaks of warpaint across her face. "Not bad, you would make for a decent shield…" she stopped and Layla smelled the reason why. At least two were werewolves from what she could discern. The two Nord women stared each other down. Uneasy silence was shattered as the man came and stood next to the other nord woman. He was a hulking brute and had a rugged haven't shaved for days look that worked well for him. If they didn't smell like dog then Layla might have been inclined to flirt.
What she could tell from their scent was that they were part of the same pack. Normally Layla didn't find werewolves much of a threat, but this breed was strong. With age came wisdom and Layla was old enough to know better than to tangle with these two. Layla sheathed her blade and nodded, "You were saying something about shields." She said before the young Imperial woman came up unware of the ancient blood feud she stumbled upon.
"Wow, you took that giant down pretty quick, I am sure we would have got it soon but your help is appreciated." The Imperial woman said.
Layla shrugged, "I just figured that the sooner it was brought down the better. I wasn't trying to show off, the giant just left himself open for attack and it wasn't expecting a third party to intervene."
"You seem like a good warrior, if you come to Jorvaskor I am sure you'll be let in, no problem." Layla didn't fail to notice the other two stiffen slightly at the mention of the Headquarters of the Companions. Useful information for later, dangerous too since they knew that she now knew that they were Companions.
Layla nodded uncertainly, "Maybe, but I have business I need to finish up. I doubt I'll get the chance."
"I am sorry to hear that, I guess goodbye for now," the young imperial woman walked away toward the city leaving her alone with the two werewolves.
She looked at them, "I won't say anything if you don't. I have business in Whiterun, so recommend letting your fellows know so there isn't a misunderstanding later. I have to go the Jarl with important business, so hopefully I'll out of town shortly."
The woman nodded in agreement and walked to the city in an uncomfortable silence.
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Farkas was more than happy that Ria had gone on ahead of the trio. When he and Aela walked to the doors of Jorvaskor, they both let out breaths they had both been holding. "I'll tell the old man and Skjor," Aela said as she walked the their rooms. Farkas immediately sought out his brother. He found his twin practicing with Tobar, another Nord in the courtyard. "Tobar, I have circle business to discuss with Vilkas." The younger Nord grumbled and walked away to sit down and cool off while taking a swig of mead. Vilkas and Farkas walked to the end of the courtyard so they wouldn't be heard. "What is it brother? Something happen on the last job?" Vilkas asked. While they were twins, they weren't identical. Farkas was slightly taller and easily stronger. Vilkas wasn't as big, but could still wrestle down a saber cat if he had to, but relied upon his head more than his brother.
"Yes and no, there's a blood sucker in town." Vilkas seemed puzzled, "Ria was with us, even I know that killing a random person in front of a whelp will only lead to questions."
"But there is more to it otherwise you or Aela would have taken care of it later by yourselves and not even bothered to tell the rest of us." Vilkas said.
"This one is ancient, perhaps even a Coldharbor bitch. Don't ask how I know. You'll just have to be in her presence for a moment and your wolf will tell all you need to know." Farkas said while Vilkas rubbed his chin.
"If what say is true, than it may take the whole pack to deal with her if she becomes an issue." Vilkas shook his head in thought, "Did she mention any plans?"
"She stays out of our business if we stay out of hers. From the sound of it her time in Whiterun isn't long term. I let you know so you don't react to her if you pass by her in the street or something."
"Well hopefully your right and she is just passing through, otherwise she we'll be dealt with."
A/N: I am only going to have Layla be one of the following storyline's leaders as Harbinger, Guildmaster, Archmage, or Listener. I know in the game you can have your character be all of them, seriously who has that much time. Anyway I am mentioning this now so I can get more input as I write. I will put OC's in to fill the other roles. So just let me know and what you think.