A JOURNEY'S START

We leave for Markarth in a few hours so there's not much time to gather resources and sharpen blades and gather arrows for the journey ahead. It's a dangerous place Whiterun now and I'm beginning to become well known with the guards for all the wrong reasons so the furthest I can go safely is the market of stalls trying to gather food for the week long journey ahead which I can't say I look forward but has to be done or the future of Skyrim looks life an elvish one. I managed to make it to the stables just outside Whiterun and get some horses for the Companions. When I get back a courier comes looking for me and I duck behind the ruins of Warmaidens.

"Bormir Blood-Bringer?" the courier inquired

"Yes, now what?" I ask trying to make him hurry away

" A letter." he says

"Thanks." I say and give him some septims to make him hurry away.

This is what the letter read:

Bormir Blood-Bringer, we are aware of your actions
and we know that you are trying to free Skyrim
from the the Aldmeri Dominion
and we can help if you are willing to accept it
meet us at now deserted temple of Dibella in Markarth
The Guardians Of Skyrim

How they found me I don't but I guess the news that there was a dragonborn in Skyrim spread pretty fast and if they know then the Aldmeri Dominion must know.

We left for Markarth a few hours ago and the first day of the journey past quite uneventfully besides a little Elvish patrol which was taken care of easily. We spent the night telling tales about our journeys.

"Once I went to Sovngarde to kill Alduin and thats how I got this." I say, pointing to my war wound

"Bullshit, if that was true how did you get back?" Farkas asks.

"A certain shout." I say, a smile on my face

After that all the night was more or less silent because nobody thought of a good enough one that could contend with my little trip to Sovngarde. It was round about 12am when I was woken up that night by a large thumping noise. I got out of my tent and saw an eleven foot tall giant coming our way.

"GIANT!" I yell at the top of my voice.

"What?" they all slur, almost in sync.

"IT'S A FUCKING GIANT, NOW GRAB A PACK, A HORSE AND FUCKING RUN!" I scream again,already on my horse.

The giant definitely thought Nord was on the menu tonight and it very nearly was if we hadn't came across some ruins of some place and we didn't care what it was of just so long as we got away from that bastard. We very nearly were caught because the horses were to shocked to lie down but thankfully there was some kind of doorway, so we had no other Alternative but to hide in there and hope we don't get jumped by some draugr that has been wandering the halls for Talos' knows how long. We were just about to head back out when my curiosity bested me

"I wonder whats down here?" I ask. "Do you want to find out?" I ask them all.

"No, we've got to get to Markarth." Vignar said.

"There was no specific date in the letter." I say

"Wait, what letter?" Farkas asks.

"Did I not tell you, well any way now you know", I say ,"now are we going or not" I add, indicating the crypt.

" Right, fine." they all agree and we walk into the dark crypt