AN: Here's another chapter. Again, I will go into more detail on this one. Including more of Nim'Loki's appearance as well as some background history. Enjoy.
Chapter II
I awakened from my deep slumber and instinctively pulled Blaze closer to me before preparing myself for the day ahead. I crawled outside of the small green tent and mentally checked to make sure Black Wind was where I put him last. Yes. He was still there. Sound asleep. I watched his chest rise and fall with each breath he took briefly before turning back to my current task at hand.
I took out a little axe from Black Wind's saddlebags and got to work on cutting down firewood for food.
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Time Lapse. Two Hours.
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I sighed and ran one hand through my thick black hair that clung to my neck from sweat. I had finally finished packing up camp and looked up at the position of the sun. Just a little past dawn. Excellent.
By this time, I had already eaten made a fire and cooked some raw venison I had bought a day before from the butcher's shop. I used to hunt for my own food all of the time, but buying was more convieant. The butcher had wanted to give me the meat for free, but I declined his offer and paid him 100 gold – Twice the amount that the meat was worth.
I mounted Black Wind and directed him, with my feet, towards the city of Bruma. To save precious time, I didn't follow the path from Chorrol to Imperial City, but instead cut across the Great Forest and followed the Orange Road to the great snow city of Bruma.
A few hours later found me just at the southern gate of Bruma. I slowed Black Wind to a stop and reconsidered my actions. I didn't want to actually go into the city, because then people and the countess herself would be worshipping the ground I would walk on.
I clicked my tongue a few times and urged on my horse towards the right. I was going to my favourite spot. The spot where I would go to just be alone and think for a while.
It wasn't long at all until we had arrived at the destination. Dragonclaw rock. My favourite spot. The reason it was called such a name, is because there was a giant rock in the shape of a dragon claw. Some believe that Akatosh had once landed on the rock and spewed molten lava on the rock making it into the shape of the claw of a dragon, while others just thought it was magic or the forces of Mother Nature that had made the rock the shape it was in.
I got off of my black stallion and led him over to some water where he could drink. He lowered his head down towards the water and started lapping up the water with his tongue.
Exhausted from the hard ride from the Colovian Highlands to my current position, I slid down the famous rock onto my rear end. I stretched my muscular legs out in front of me and crossed my arms over my chest in thought.
I had never wanted to be a Hero. I had never wanted to rise up and fight against hordes and hordes of bloodthirsty monsters, but Destiny called upon me. I had no choice but to obey her.
I had been led out of the prison that I thought I would spent the rest of my days in by the Emperor himself lead by a few Blade members escaping an assassin attempt.
I had fought through my first dungeon and acquired my first weapon of my journey, a rusty and cracked dagger.
The Emperor was eventually stabbed in the back from behind when the Blades and I were busy fighting other assassins. It was a sad day for us all.
I was given the Amulet of Kings and told to go to the small town of Weynon Priory. I did as I was told. I met with a former Master of the Blades and had saved Kvatch from any more destruction and horror by shutting my first Oblivion gate. I had rescued Martin- the heir to the throne- and led him towards a safe haven and also a hideout for the Blades. Cloud Ruler Temple.
All in all, it was a very dangerous, interesting, and long journey. At times I had found myself on the brink of death when a traveler would find me and rush me towards the nearest town. I had been lucky. Akatosh was on my side. All of the Gods were.
I was pushed out of my thoughts by a snort from my steed. I looked up at the sky. I had been here for a few hours, and now it was approaching dusk. I decided to go to Bruma and stay at an inn for the night, because it was too late to set up camp.
Upon my entrance to the city, a guard on duty bowed deeply and muttered my title that I loathed so greatly. I was no different than all of the others, and had only done a few extra deeds to those in need. Not worthy of a title. Not even close.
There were only a couple people out at this hour; most were inside their houses having dinner. The thought of food made my stomach growl with hunger. I ignored it and continued walking.
I entered the nearest inn and took out 100 gold coins from my money pouch, when I piece of a conversation caught my attention. I froze and listened in to the two jabbering me sitting at a nearby table.
"Did you hear? A group of soldiers went out into the wild a few days ago, but haven't came back yet or reported to any other cities!"
"Yes, I had heard something like that. I believe they were heading towards the Jerrall Mountains. I don't know what for though. Top secret, they say"
At that point, the two gossiping men noticed me and bowed deeply. I couldn't help but blush from embarrassment. I could never get used to this, could I?
I cleared my throat causing them to straighten. I looked the first one in the eye and asked, "I am sorry that I had listened in on your conversation, but it interested me. Would you like me to find out where they have gone?"
The second one blinked at me before answering with a straight face, "Yes, that would be helpful. But, as you already know Hero, it is dangerous to travel anywhere at night. Even on well lit roads."
I smiled at waved off the obvious concern directed at me, "Don't worry about it. I will go off in the morning and try to find them."
AN: I told ya this chapter would be longer! And I found a place to put in some dialogue! Go me:D
Next chapter will have some action. Hopefully there won't be a long delay like last time. If you REVIEWit might make me update faster. ;)