THE CRYPT
As we delved deeper into the heart of the crypt we noticed that there were signs of people living in the crypt recently, we suspected bandits or something.
"Tell me again, why are we here?" Farkas groaned
"I don't know exploring." Brynjolf answered
"If you like." I replied
"How do you know where you're going?" Farkas groaned, beginning to get on my nerves.
"I used to do this all the time, ten years ago, my eyesight still isn't too bad in the dark." I answer, beginning to show my anger
"Well, everybody needs a hobby." Farkas said."
"Then what's yours." I snap
"Well, I'm in the Companions but it couldn't be killing though can it ?" He asks sarcastically and that's where I lost it and pointed my blade to his throat.
"Give me one good reason not to push further!" I shout at him.
"Bormir, calm it." Brynjolf said.
I sheathed my blade with hesitation and walked further at an increased rate. We came to a door that wouldn't budge and we couldn't find a key among the many nooks and crannies.
"Everybody back." I say."FUS RO DAH!" I shout, taking the door of its hinges.
"Holy shit, I'm never going to get used to that." Brynjolf said.
When we go through the door frame we seen a man like figure and before I could say anything the Companions and Brynjolf were already chasing it. I ran after them but before I could catch them they had already floored him and were about to end his life.
"Wait!" I shout, I look at the unkempt face with an old memory being opened and then I remembered.
"Were the fuck have you been you son of a bitch," I say helping him up "I saw you die in battle." I add.
"Hello to you to!" He says sarcastically
"Who is it?" they all ask.
"An old friend, called Ralof." I say not sure whether to punch him for desertion or to smile for seeing him after all these years.
"To answer that question, at death's door and wandering Skyrim." He says.
"You need a wash and a shave." I say," How long have you been down here?" I ask, trying to block out his reeking smell
"Well let's just say I had a run in with a few aldmeri soldiers." He says," and also this place , or so I heard, has a bit of a name for always having some kind of priceless jewel ,you just need to know where to look." Ralof replied, pointing to the place where he was standing at.
"Well, then what are we waiting for let's find it." Brynjolf said.
So we all went searching for Ralof's gem. I couldn't be bothered so I went looking for my own treasures. After searching behind too many loose bricks I managed to find a strange sword with a weird sort of glow to it. I decided to replace it with my old sword of steel. I went back to the group and managed to find the gem without too much trouble.
"Finally!" Ralof exclaimed.
After we found that I wanted to know what really happened to Ralof.
"So what really happened?" I ask
"Right, I'll tell you. As you already know I should be dead. Died in battle like any Nord should. But here I am. So what happened was when I got stabbed by that Imperial the battle was very much over but I killed him and few others and then fell unconscious. The next time I saw light was on the back of a cart bound for Windhelm and the next time I felt the ground was when I fell off the cart going up said hill. there was a spring nearby so I could wash the wound and then I found two stones and a small branch to cauterise the wound. I then head back on the road to Windhelm but I was jumped by Imperial scouts and I was taken to the Solitude dungeons where I was interogated, I gave away enough information to keep myself useful but most of it lies, and after 6 months of planning i escaped and took bounties from stewards and barkeeps." He explained
"Why didn't you return to the war?" I ask.
"Well, It was over." he said.
"Do you know the way out?" I ask.
"It's up here." He said, pointing up towards a door.
"Right, we're leaving I said !" I told everyone ,who was still looking for treasure.
When we walked out into the bright sun my eyes were almost blinded. When my eyes properly adjusted I managed to see Markarth in the distance and just managed to see Sky Haven Temple.
"See I knew we'd be better off going through there." I said to Farkas, who was most opposed to taking the little trip.
He didn't reply but for only a small growl which gave me an immense satisfaction. We started to walk down to the city when we seen something rise over the distant hills to the south. It must've been something that came from the Summerset Isles because never in my travels have I seen it in Skyrim. We proceeded down the hill to Markarth at a quicker pace and we managed to get there just after the sunset that evening.
When we entered Markarth I can't say it was all that bad, but then you would say that considering it's completely made of stone! We turned to head to the temple and walked through the door.
I know I said the temple of dibella in the previous chapter but if you have played Skyrim you'll know that it should be Sky Haven Temple and this is me taking blame after a friend pointed out the mistake.