The cart comes to a jolting stop "Hey!" the blonde haired man hollers, glancing around I see that there are more carts directly adjacent to ours and that there guards…Everywhere. "FORM A LINE!" the Imperial Soldiers yells out, she's standing next to another
imperial whose holding a clipboard, the small man in front of me stands up and steps off the cart and in front of the man with the clipboard "Helgen? Why are we stopping in Helgen?" the small man says, "YOU THERE!" the woman yells "GET A MOVE ON!" I slowly
stand up joints popping as I do "I"VE DON'T GOT ALL DAY!" Ignoring her I make my way down the steps THUMP is the sound my boots make when they collide with hard Skyrim cobblestones, taking steps toward the man with the clipboard "you, prisoner what's
your name?" playing dumb I act like I didn't hear him, Urjabhi taught me that if you want your enemy's, or captors in my case too underestimate you, acting dumb is a great way to do it; the man looks clearly agitated now, he takes a step towards me "what Is
your name PRISONER? He snarls, Bringing my knee up I manage to plant a blow into the man's crotch, His eyes bulge out bending over too grasp his bruised package, I knee him once more in the face sending him sprawling onto the ground, whilst that is
happening the man with the brown tunic takes off, about halfway down the road the elven archers pepper his body full of arrows causing him to collapse in a heap of arrows, blood and human. "HEY YOU!" the woman screams, turning to see where the voice is
coming from CRACK I collapse, my face is throbbing from the punch, pulling me up the woman throws me to the side, losing my footing I run into the executioner who stops my fall without even taking a step back, laying on the floor I look up to the Huge man
and flash him a nervous smile, grunting the man lifts me from the ground, holding me up for the whole town to see, the man who earlier got acquainted with knee, takes a few limping steps towards me until he's just inches away, smiling he unsheathes his
dagger and trails it across my cheek applying pressure, not enough to draw blood, but enough to hurt, wincing I spit in his face chuckling the man wipes the spit off he reels back and then plunges the blade into my thigh, my eyes shoot open and I scream out
in agony, wanting to clutch my wound badly, but I can't because my hands are bound behind my back "AAAHHH, so he speaks!" the man says, the guards chuckle at this the man smile even wider says "so that's funny? Maybe you'll find this funny" clutching
the grip of the weapon that is still In my thigh he pulls it out, sharp pain shoots up my body, fighting back tears I taunt him "Rha'zid thinks your weak, and that you won't fight me one on one" enraged by my outburst he plunges the blade in my chest, crying
out a struggle against my binds, he motions to the executioner to flip me over, with my back towards him he tears the top of my tunic off exposing my bare back, with the dagger he starts to etch the word "kat" on my back, writhing in pain I shake him off,
causing him to drag the blade across my bare flesh piercing skin and drawing blood, breathing in heavily I can hear a popping noise from my chest, he's pierced my lungs, the blood now pooling under me is starting to attract flies, "Get me the whip" the man
says, squeezing my eyes close I brace for the whip CRACK! "AAAHHH"! I cry, my bloodied back is now the target for flies and other little bloodsuckers, looking over my shoulder cr-ACK! Reeling back from the blow I can feel warm blood trickle down my face from
where he whipped me "Hey? WHAT'S THAT?" a guard yells out to huge black figure flying straight towards this hell hole "THa-THAT LOOKS LIKE A DRAGON!" my head perks up, did someone just say dragon?