An age has passed since the Dovahkiin had slain Alduin and like all great heroes their stories get passed down through generation until their faces are lost, their weapons rusted and there tales faded from memory but a new evil is awakening something so powerful that the Dovahkiin will not be able to fight it alone. That is if the Dovahkiin arrives in time.
The morning sun gently pushed its way through the shutters where it met its end on Taniths face she slowly opened her eyes and looked up from her husband's chest to see he was still asleep, she decided to stay where she was because she knew the moment she moved Thorgeir would awake due to the pressure leaving his chest. She moved in order to be more comfortable "you are still as beautiful as the day I first laid my eyes upon you" Thorgeir whispered down to her and put his arm round her tighter, they must have fallen asleep again because when they woke up the sun was no longer in the same position it wasn't the sun that woke them though it was a warning bell from the guards hill top Thorgeir leapt out of bed and threw some clothes on "wait here, this is something more than bandits" Tanith listened to his request as she had learnt not to doubt him when there is something wrong, as Thorgeir left the house he picked up an axe from the wood block he was a master with an axe and shield. Thorgeir defiantly played his part when the civil war was taking place many years ago; he led his group of Storm cloaks to victory many times and was there when General Tullius was killed.
All the men in the town headed towards the guard hill while the woman stayed in doors in case a raid was about to take place it was very uncommon in Rorikstead but with the stories that where spreading around Skyrim lately all Towns and Holds where up in arms every time something out of the ordinary was taking place. Guards where waiting at the foot of the hill to meet the group of men "for what reason have you used the bell? And disrupted us from our work?" Savlow asked pretending he was frustrated by it, Savlow was a large jolly man he fought by Thorgeir's side when the war was raging now he lived his days drinking mead and occasionally firing up his forge when the town was in need of farming tools or horse shoes. Savlow too had a reputation in Skyrim in fact he had saved Thorgeir in battle more than once but that is not why he is well known in fact Savlow was known for his strength, rumour told he once fought a bear with nothing but an iron dagger after slaying it Savlow carried it back home so the rumours say.
"The bell was rung because Bards peak beacon has been lit, we are un aware of what is happening we are waiting for a messenger from dragons keep, please carry on your day until the messenger arrives we will call a meeting when that time comes"