Sorry for the incredibly long wait. Here's chapter 10. I hope you readers out there like it. Enjoy :)

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I slipped on my horrible quality leather armor, I mean my leather rags and belted on my holster for my battle axe. I noticed that I was probably the last one up and walked into the hallway, then to the door to the outside.

I came up the stairs and saw that my friends were around the table having breakfast. Pheasant breasts, bread, cheese, venison, ah what else can I ask for? Jon was chowing away on a venison chop. Mm that looked great. "Hey Bame." Kevin announced with a smirk. Oh my God.. Cain better not of told them of the incident..

"Hey fellas. Sleep well?"

"Yeah, we were just fine. Might I ask the same for you?" Damn it, they must of heard.. Cain was laughing along but was trying to hide it. Steve was looking the other way trying to hide his laughing. Jon was laughing with a mouthful of food.

I rolled my eyes and took a seat in a chair. "It was.. Okay. I had a nightmare though." All four of them laughed a little harder. I looked at Cain trying to intimidate him to stop and to see if he told them. "Did you tell them?"

He shook his head in denial and raised his eyebrows. "Nah I didn't. But they definitely heard it." Oh shit.. I hope that the others didn't hear it. I hope Aela gets a mind blowing hangover.

"Now, it wasn't like you heard, I swear. She was just-"

"Sure Bame," Steve joked. I aggressively pulled up a plate of venison and cup of water. Jon was just smiling and looking at the others.

"Fine you don't have to believe me, but I tell you the truth." They all looked at each other with amused reactions and got ready for a story. I looked around the room to see if Aela or any other Companion were present in the room. I quietly started the incident, "okay, Aela was drunk last night. Like very drunk, she drank like five of those bottles." I pointed at one of the wine bottles. They all looked at each other with surprised expressions.

"How is she still alive?" Kevin asked still chuckling.

"I don't know Kevin. I was wondering the same thing. Anyways," I took a gulp of water, "I had to carry her to her bedroom. She thought that.." I looked around again and leaned into the table, "that she was going to get some." The four quietly laughed a little harder. "She tackled me and wanted to get laid. I said no 'cause she is like fifteen years older than me!"

"Yeah, that's growdy," Cain joked. I noticed that he was pretty much accepted back into the group.

"Yeah. Anyways, she then lost her energy and then I put her to bed. That's pretty much what happened."

"And you didn't try anything?" Kevin asked with a very amused expression.

I was starting to lose my temper. "No Kev! I didn't! I wouldn't do something like that."

"Well it wouldn't surprise me if you did try something. You always implied that you wanted to get it with a girl." I rolled my eyes and started grinding my teeth.

"Well I changed. I'm not like that anymore." They all nodded sarcastically. "Whatever, doesn't matter." I began to dig into the venison. They were still laughing it up.

I heard the door from the backyard open up and turned to see who it was. It was Farkas. He spotted me and immediately he cracked a smile. Oh God.. Everyone knows.. "Don't tell me that you know what happened.."

"I do know Bame. Almost everyone else does." Ah fuck.. This isn't good. Now Whiterun is going to know what happened. I face palmed and shook my head. "It's alright. Happened to everyone. Don't worry, Vilkas's incident was much worse than yours." That did make me feel a little better. At least it happened with everyone else.

"Okay so it isn't that bad, right?"

He just chuckled and shook his head. "Come on out here, the Jarl is down here with steel body armor for you. Don't worry, we didn't tell him what happened." Thank God, he would probably lose his respect for me if he heard about it. He motioned me to come out.

"Cain where's your body armor?" He tried to shake off his amused look but failed.

"It's downstairs. Want me to go get it?"

"Yeah, hurry up." He nodded and headed down the stairs. I walked to the door. The others got up and followed me out.

When I came out, I saw Balgruuf sitting in a chair, Lydia and Farengar. I was ecstatic to see that Lydia was doing just fine even though it was almost a week ago when she almost died. The priestesses of Kynareth did a great job on bringing her health back to normal. I bowed in front of the Jarl, "my Jarl."

"You saved people in hold and you saved my daughter. You can call me Balgruuf. I should seriously consider making you my Thane." My heart skipped a beat. I didn't know what to say. I looked back at my friends. Jon's mouth gaped, Kevin and Steve didn't know what to think, and Cain just shrugged.

"Uh, Balgruuf, anyone could of done that."

"Quit being modest. You have done more than anyone has in years."

I looked down and tried to process what was happening. I looked over to Kodlak. He looked over to my friends, then to Balgruuf, then back to me and nodded. "Balgruuf, I have to add that my friends earn as much credit as me. I wouldn't think it would be fair if I became Thane and they didn't."

He looked back to my friends and he studied them a bit. "I suppose you are right. The least I could do it allow you fellas to purchase property in my city. And in the hold for that matter."

"That sounds good. Only problem is that we aren't that wealthy yet." I'm guessing that we have roughly 500 septims. That's clearly not enough to buy a house.

Balgruuf nodded and looked around. "Well, when you have the coin, you can come buy the plot."

"That's fine." Cain came out with the steel armor in his hands. I noticed that he had exceptionally built arms. Seems like everyone is stronger since we appeared in Skyrim.

"Ah here it is. Thanks Cain." He nodded and handed me the steel armor. I placed it on the table with the other larger one. I noticed that it shiny. "Did you enchant this?"

Farengar nodded. "Yes. I used a black soul gem to enchant that. The enchantment makes the armor feel much lighter than it really is. Actually, that shredded leather armor you have on should be heavier than that steel. I did the best you could." I walked over to the armor and picked it up with one hand. He was right. It wasn't heavy at all. I took off the shit leather armor and threw on the steel. It wasn't heavy at all.

"Wow, that's amazing. Thanks Farengar." I looked around my gaze met on Steve's robes. They were novice robes. Maybe I can get him to study with Farengar. "Hey Steve."

He snapped out of his daydream. "Yeah?"

"What do you think of using magic?"

He shrugged. "It's good. I like using the knife though."

"What if I told you that you can shoot fire balls out of you hands?"

He smirked and looked at his hands. "That would be pretty awesome."

"Want to learn how to do it?"

He thought for a moment. "Yeah that sounds grand. How?"

I looked over to Farengar. He knew where this was going. "Yes, I would be happy to teach him the fine arcane arts, but I recommend that he goes to the College of Winterhold for that."

I shook my head. "That's too far away. And he's better off being with us than alone. You think so Steve?"

Steve nodded in acceptance. "Yeah, 'cause I'm not as familiar with Skyrim as well as Bame. So what would I have to do.. I'm sorry can you say your name?"

"Farengar Secret-Fire. The court Mage. I guess just come up to Dragonsreach when you are ready. My lab is up the stairs on the right."

"Alright, I will. Thanks for your time." Seems like he was happy about it. I remember fire balls from the game, they are pretty deadly. I didn't like using magic, I was more of what I am now, a frontline warrior.

Balgruuf got up from his chair. "Well I have to get back to my duty at leading this city. I'll take my leave." He nodded and started walking around to the front. Farengar waved and followed along with him. Lydia gave me a comforting smile and a short stair then followed behind Balgruuf.

"Well, that was good of him to come by. He barely comes here, probably because of Vignar Grey-Mane." That's exactly the reason. Since the war, it tore the two clans apart. At first I was an Ulfric Stormcloak supporter. But after I understood what would happen if the Empire was driven out, I became a supporter of the Empire.

I looked to Cain and he nodded sheepishly, like he always does. Then I remembered about his memory loss. I had to talk to him. "Cain, I gotta tell you something." I walked away and motioned him to follow. He followed and the twins and Jon followed up. I was going to make them stop, but they were gonna find out some way or another.

"What's up?" Cain asked with a concerned look. I guess I did make this seem too serious, well it is pretty serious.

"You know why you can't remember anything?"

Cain shook his head. "No clue, why do you know?"

"Yeah I do."

"Okay, do you want to spare me the details?" I noticed that he was getting a little impatient. Ha, who wouldn't?

"Well I don't know how to start this," I took in a deep breath, "Cain, your memory was taken by a Daedric prince."

"What's a Daedric prince?"

"In other words, a demon. Like a fallen angel." He turned his gaze towards the twins who were just as confused as he was. "His name is Hermaeus Mora. He's the prince that controls memory and knowledge. In this case he wanted your memory specifically." I rubbed my head and squinted my eyes. "I know why he did too I think. He wanted your memory because you are the Dragonborn."

"What's that have to do with anything? Why would a demon want my memory? Yes I know I'm the 'Dragonborn' but it still doesn't add up to me."

I looked to Jon. "Jon did you get the Dragonborn DLC before we actually came here?"

"Nah I didn't, why?" Obviously, Jon and I were always too busy playing Halo 4. Oh well I guess I'm the only one who kinda knows the story line to Dragonborn.

"Never mind. Well in that DLC, we go to a small island north of Morrowind and we have to defeat this other Dragonborn named Miraak. He's a wicked man in a lust for knowledge."

"So I have to kill him or something to get my memory back?" Cain asked plainly with a hint of sarcasm.

"Maybe, I couldn't tell ya." I really had no clue what to tell him. The twins didn't know what to say either. "I don't even know when we can start getting your memory back. But there is a way." Hopefully it'll come up soon. Maybe it would be better if we take out Alduin first. That's what I did first and it seemed to work.

"Well alright then. Hopefully soon," Cain remarked. I nodded back and spotted Vilkas leaning against one of the polls looking like he wanted to say something to me.

I walked over to him, "You got somethin for us?"

He nodded. "Yeah, how much do you know about the Silver-Hand?"

I glanced over to Kodlak who was sitting in his chair and drinking from his cup. "Quite a bit. I hate their guts."

He picked up his head and raised an eyebrow. "And why's that?"

"They are danger to us. Especially to you fellas."

He raised another brow. "Yeah I know. We gotta take em out before they take us out."

"Right. I can take care of some of it, just not alone."

"I'll make sure you don't." He glanced over to Aela. "You want to know where it's at?" I nodded. "It's at Treva's Watch."

"In the Rift?"

"Yeah. I heard they got a fragment of Wuuthrad too."

"I'll get on it then." I looked around a bit. "So who am I taking?" Vilkas smirked and nodded in Aela's direction. "Really?" He chuckled a little and patted my shoulder.

"Don't worry whelp, she's not gonna be drunk this time." I dropped my head and groaned. This was not gonna be fun.. "And it's just you two."

I shot my gaze up back and glared into his eyes. "Seriously?" He snorted and nodded playfully. I hope this wasn't a fucking joke. "What are the others gonna do?"

"I have stuff for them to do, don't worry bout it."

"Fine, I'll get my stuff together." God damn bastard. She's gonna kill me. I picked up my feet and went to go gear up.

There ya have it, I hope it was good enough. I'll get to work on chapter 11. Please Review! Thanks for reading :)