The Tale of Zooryuvokogan
Disclaimer: I do not own Skyrim or anything involved with it.
If you need translations for the dragon language, just ask. I'll be happy to give them to you.
I put my new armor back on and head to the mead hall, Jorrvaskr. Once I open the door, a fight breaks out. People are yelling and cheering while the fighters are arguing. I watch for a bit and head down the stairs.
A little old woman directs me to Kodlak and I find him and another siting around a table filled with books. "But I still feel the call of the blood." A nord with shorter length black hair speaks. He seems conflicted.
"We all do. But we can over come it." Kodlak says and he drops the conversation.
The other nord looks to me. "You have me and my brother obviously but I'm not sure about the others." I haven't meet him but it seems like I have. I met his brother when I took down the giant. They're twins. This is going to get confusing.
"Just leave that to me. A stranger comes to our hall." Kodlak can't see my face but he will remember. I met him a while ago. "Greetings outsider. If you have some business here, speak it."
"I would like to join the Companions." I have to keep myself from laughing. The last time I said that, I was 12.
"Would you now? Let me have a look at you." I flip my hood and am grateful that I washed off that blood red war paint. "Hm. Yes, perhaps. A certain strength of spirit." He crosses his arms and mulls it over. "What do you think are your weaknesses?"
I slouch. "Well, there is too many to count but I'll give you a few. I'm arrogant, sometimes I act before I think, I really don't like large crowds, and I can handle draugr but they freak me out. A lot." My skin crawls at the thought of them. Kodlak still seems to be mulling it over and the nord next to him is quiet. "I need to tell you something else but it's a secret."
Kodlak relaxes a bit and lets me tell him. "Do you remember me? I'm Hunbrii." That's all I have to say and he stops mulling it over. His face is full of suprise.
"Well, why didn't you start with that! It's good to see you again! How old are you now? My have you grown!" Kodlak pulls me into a warm hug and I feel welcomed. He smiles as he waits for me to answer.
"It's good to see you too. I'm going to be 23 this year." Our little catch up surprises the black haired nord. I think his name was Vilkas.
Vilkas crosses his arms. "How come I don't know her?" He seems even more put out than before.
"Ten years ago, this little girl came to the mead hall with her father. We let her train with the dummies in the yard and she showed promise. She even asked to be a Companion! You were to teen to care. What were you, 17, or something like that?" I remember it as much as Kodlak does but I appreciate him being discrete with some of the details. He smiles again and gives me a pat on the arm. "You are welcome here."
"So, just like that, you are going to let her in?" Vilkas starts to complain but Kodlak silences him by holding his hand up.
"She will go through training like everyone else. You will be the one to take her out to the yard." Kodlak grins and sends us on our way.
Vilkas seems angry but he holds up his end of the bargain. We walk out into the training yard and he pulls his sword and shield out. "I'm going to test your mettle." He bangs his sword on his shield to taunt me.
My sullen attitude brightens at the action. I pull my two smithed daggers out of the sides of my boots. Vilkas seems surprised at my weapons choice but charges anyway.
He bashes his shield against me but I don't weaken. I get in close and slash at the weak points in his armor. Under his arms, at the bend of his knees, and at his feet. Vilkas seems to catch onto my strategy and changes to offense. He slices and jabs his sword at me, also targeting any vulnerable points. I trip him and send him sprawling to the ground. He surrenders and I put my daggers back in my boots.
"You're still a whelp to me." Vilkas says pissed as he gets up. Looks like he doesn't like being bested by a younger girl.
I see that a crowd of the Companions has came to watch and they scatter when we look their way. Vilkas throws his sword at me and tells me to take it to Eorlund Graymane. "Be careful, it's probably worth more than you are." I take the blade and trudge up to the top of the Skyforge.
"Vilkas sends me with his sword." I though I would be doing some adventuring or something but it looks like I'm on errand duty. My attitude is back to being sullen and I hand the black smith Vilkas's sword.
"You know, no one is the leader of the Companions. Nobody rules anyone here. Just remember that the next time someone tells you to run errands for them." Eorlund sets the sword aside and hands me a shield. "Can you give this to Aela?"
Why not? I nod my head for a yes and head to the sleeping chambers of Jorrvaskr. Aela is talking to one of the others, Skjor, in her room. I wait till they are done talking and give Aela her shield. "Eorlund sent me with your shield."
She gladly takes it. "It seems so. I heard you gave Vilkas quite the thrashing. How do you think you would fair in a real battle with him?"
I pause for a bit to think. "Well, I don't like to brag and I wouldn't fight with him if it came to that." Aela and Skjor seem pleased by my answer.
"Ah, a woman who lets her actions speak for her. I feel we are going to get along well." Aela looks to me and then to Skjor.
Skjor shouts for someone named Farkas and the male nord I met before when I took down the giant with them comes running. It isn't hard to hear him from down the hall because of his heavy steel armor.
"You called for me?" Farkas asks as he stands in the doorway.
"Of course we did icebrain. Show this new blood where all the whelps sleep." Aela insults him and I follow Farkas silently.
Farkas isn't the quiet type and starts chatting away. He comments on how I held my ground with the giant and his brother. How it is nice to have a new face around and someone else to tease. "Here's where you'll be sleeping. Just pick a bed and fall in it when you're tired." There are at least eight beds in the small room. "And one more thing if your 're interested."
"Okay, what do you have in mind?" I ask politely and wait for his answer. The room behind him is filled with books and food of all sorts.
"Someone needs our services in teaching Danica Pure-Spring a lesson. I don't know why but don't kill her." I take the job and Farkas leaves without another word.
I find Danica Pure-Spring almost directly outside of Jorrvaskr. She asks me why I am there and the fight starts. Danica rights herself after the brawl is over and I've won. I tell her what she needs to know and we both go our separate ways.
I start to head back to Jorrvaskr but a familiar face stops me. "What do you want?" I groan unpleasantly for it is Nonvul.
"I need your help, since, you know, you have some fighting experience. I was looking for the horn of Jurgen Windcaller and all I found was a note that said they had the horn. It was signed a friend." He hastily explains as he shows me the note. Nonvul seems serious but I am wary.
"What do you want me to do?" I put my hand on my hip and he takes it as annoyance.
"I'm being serious. There could be an ambush or something." He rubs the back of his neck. "You seem to know what you are doing all the time and it might come in handy." He waits but is antsy and sweaty. "Please?"
If I don't say yes, he will probably throw a fit. "Fine. Let's go before it gets dark." I flip up my hood and we walk out of Whiterun to the Sleeping Giant Inn in Riverwood. We kill a few wolves on the way and Nonvul starts asking me questions.
"Have you ever been to Riverwood?"
"Yes, I was escaping Helgen, the Imperials, and the Stormcloaks all at the same time."
"So, were you suppose to get your head cut off or something?"
"Yes."
"Are you a criminal?"
"No. Only criminals wear hoods and escape from the waring sides and getting their head cut off."
"But you wear a hood."
"But that doesn't mean I'm a criminal."
"But you just said you wear a hood and escape from death and both waring sides."
"My family was sort of criminalish. People just want me to die because if my family. General Tullius hates me and so does Ulfric Stormcloak. Ulfric only hates me because I burned down some of Candlehearth Hall. He thinks he needs to send his hold army after me but he doesn't"
"So you also use magicka?"
"I hit the building with a sword enchanted with fire. The only magicka I use is healing and conjuration. Nothing else."
"Looks like we're here." Nonvul and I step into the Sleeping Giant and everything is merry. People are singing and drinking all over the place. Fun.
I walk up to a woman, about 20 years older than I and she looks surprised. "We would like to rent the attic room." She looks over my shoulder at Nonvul and I look too. He's already drinking. I pull his hair and complain. "Come one before you get drunk."
"Attic room, eh? Well, we don't have an attic room but you and your mate can have the one on the left." She points to the one on the left and I head towards it, pulling Nonvul along. But then I remember that I have to pay and I give her the coins.
"Are the directions correct? There's no freaking attic room!" I shout silently at Nonvul. I release his hair and push him on the bed. He looks up at me strangely. "No. Don't even think about it." But it's too late. He gets off the bed and out to the center of the Inn. I don't know what he has in mind but it can't be good. He is probably going to make a fool of himself so I sit myself down at the bar.
"Who wants do buy the Dragonborn a drink?" Nonvul shouts and everyone becomes quiet. Great job. I put my face in my hands and someone taps me on the shoulder.
The bartender gives me a tankard of mead and I look at the cool yellow beverage. I place a few coins on the table and slosh the drink around in the cup. Having an idea, I raise to my feet with the mead and splash it on Nonvul's head. "Here's your drink!" I say bubbly like I enjoyed it, which I did.
The place becomes livelier with laughs, music, and more mead. "I think you two have had enough showing off." The same woman from before says and leads us to the room on the right. "Close the door."
Nonvul slams it shut because of his hot temper and cold mead on his head. "Sorry." The inn keeper hands him the horn and opens her wardrobe and the false back panel.
"We need to talk." She heads in first and we follow. We find her in a secret underground room, leaning over a map. "The Greybeards think you may be Dragonborn. I hope they're right." She looks at Nonvul when she says this and my pride hurts a bit.
Nonvul points my way. "She is too." The inn keeper is surprised.
I blush but no one can tell because of my hood. Thank the Divines.
"Two Dragonborn?" She raises her eyebrows. "I'm Delphine."
"So, you took the horn?" Nonvul asks, not even giving his name or mine which he still doesn't know.
"Surprised? I guess I'm getting good at my harmless inn keeper act." Delphine says, unmoving.
"What's with all the cloak and dagger? Usually that's her style." Nonvul points to me again and I put my hands on my hips.
"You can't be too careful; Thalmor spies are everywhere."
"You'd better have a good reason for dragging us here."
"It was the only way I could make sure it wasn't a Thalmor trap. I am not your enemy. I gave you the horn. I'm actually trying to help you both." Delphine becomes serious and we know it it no laughing matter.
"Go on. We're listening." I say before Nonvul gets too serious.
"As I said before in my note, the Greybeards think you both are Dragonborn. I'm part of a group that's been looking for someone like you, if you both really are Dragonborn."
"Let's just cut to the chase. What do you want with us and what do we need to do?" I blurt out.
"I need you both to help me kill all the dragons. You both can absorb the souls from dead dragons right?" We both nod and she continues. "I need to see proof so you both can either follow be to Kynesgrove or go their when you are ready. We are going to slay a dragon." Delphine brings out some armor and starts to take her dress off but I dash up the stairs.
"Nonvul!" I shout down at him. "Stop looking you pervert!" He runs up the stairs after me and I shout down to Delphine that we will meet her there.
Nonvul and run to the Whiterun Stables out of breath. "Should we split the cost of a horse to get there faster?" He questions and gets the attention of Skulvar Stable-Hilt. "I would like to buy a horse but split the cost with the fair maiden."
"Here's my coin." I look at Nonvul and slap him behind the head. He rubs the spot and smiles as he pays his half. Skulvar Stable-Hilt shows us the horse and Nonvul gets on. He stretches his hand out for me to grab. "You make me uncomfortable but I really don't want to walk there." I climb on back without his help and he encourages the horse to move.
It seems like Nonvul tries to make the path as bumpy as possible because when we go off a jump or something, I reflexively grab him by the waist so I don't fall off. He seems to enjoy it, making me even more uncomfortable. We finally reach Kynesgrove which is just a mile away from Windhelm. The Stormcloak headquarters.
We dismount the horse and see that Delphine is there too. "Don't go up there! A dragon! It's attacking!" A scared woman runs from the inn to warn us but we travel ahead anyway. Once we get to the burial mound, we see Alduin resurrecting a skeletal dragon. With each word, the dragon becomes whole again and starts to attack.
Nonvul uses his Unrelenting Force shout, which now has Ro included, on Alduin. Alduin treats him with a mighty load of distain and calls him foolish. "You don't deserve to be called Dovahkiin or a Dovah." He chuckles at the insult he gave and flies away. Nonvul seems to want to prove himself and heads straight into battle.
"I am Sahloknir! Hear my voice and despair!" The beast growls and we attack it from each side. It seems that it is weakened and can only fly for a short period of time. I look back and Alduin is gone. The fight ensues and we are quick to win. Sahloknir's flesh burns and his soul comes into our own.
Delphine has her proof and tells us we can ask anything we like. We ask her who she really is and what we need to do next. The first answer is short but the second takes her awhile. "I am the last surviving Blade. We use to serve the last Dragonborn emperor but since then, we have been looking for the Dragonborn, the one who can permanently kill a dragon. Next, we need to find out more about the dragons coming back and I think the Thalmor would know. We need to get into the Thalmor Embassy but I don't know how yet. Meet me back in Riverwood." She hands me the key to her secret wardrobe door and runs off.
I look around and see many dead Stormcloaks. It looks like they got here before us but died because of Alduin. "Can you take me to Windhelm?"
"Why? Doesn't everyone want to kill you there?" Nonvul asks but still gets on the horse which is thankfully still alive.
I get on the horse too and we follow the path to Windhelm. "I have a hood, remember?" The ride isn't long but it is very uncomfortable still. I get off once we reach the cobble stone steps and Nonvul holds me back.
"Be careful." He looks serious like he means it.
"Since when did you care?" I brush his hand off my shoulder and look annoyed. "You can head back or wait here."
He pulls the horse around and it nudges my arm. I give it a pat on the nose and Nonvul turns the horse to leave. "Try not to get yourself killed." And like that, he's unsettling the snow and flakes fly all around. They coat me in their winter white blanket and I head into the city. This is either a life or death mission. I'm not sure I'm going to make it out but I'm going to try.
Author's Note:
The dialog is different from some of the storyline so it doesn't feel like you are just repeating the game but it has dialog and quests that go along with it. So, it is kind of the same but it has some odd twists.
If you are having trouble imagining Humbrii's armor, think of the Nighting Gale armor. But entirely black. And stronger. And cooler looking.
It's fun to write this story and I am enjoying it. Don't worry all you Companion and Blade lovers. They'll get back to that. And they'll get back to the Greybeards. If any if you spot any errors like blank spaces where names should be or something like that, please tell me. I have the ps3 version of Skyrim so I may not get the names, places, and lines spelled correctly.