"Can I help you?" Aletta looked up from writing in her journal to confront the Bosmer man who had been staring at her for the past 5 minutes and let me tell you Aletta found it quite innerving.
"Yes you can actually." The man approached Aletta and kneeled to her sitting level. "You know Camilla Valarious right?"
"Yeah…why?" Aletta asked skeptically
The Elf pulled a crumply note from his pocket and held it out to her "Can you… can you Give this to Camilla and say it's from Sven?"
"…Why?" Aletta asked taking the note and reading it over.
"It…It's not important can't you just give it to her like I asked?" His tone got slightly aggressive.
"No." Aletta spoke simply in an argumentative tone "It is important for me to know why I'm delivering a note written by you and saying it's from Sven" The Bosmer looked at her for a moment "I don't even know your name."
"My name is Faendel"
"Well Faendel I'm not delivering it unless you explain why you want me to deliver this." she pointed at him with the note.
"Well…" Faendel started and took a seat next to Aletta as she patted the spot next to her. "Camilla is the most amazing girl in the world she-she's beautiful and kind and-and-"
"So you like her?" Aletta asked with a smirk and a raised brow.
"Yeah…a lot" Faendel grew a soft smile on his face but it quickly faded into a scowl "But she likes that stupid bard Sven…charming her with his Songs and poems."
Aletta frowned in thought for a moment "I can see why…" she shrugged
"What!?" Faendel exclaimed "He can provide for her! He's a bard! He'll travel all of the time! I can! I actually make a decent living!"
"Oh I agree with you" Aletta stated calmly tucking away her journal "He's probably a total skeever. But if I know one thing it's that girls have a weakness for handsome charming bards" Aletta recalled back when she was a teenager and a bard in the tavern who was sweet on her... whose name escaped her mind. Aletta stood up "But if he's the kind of bard I think he is he's making her feel like princess of Tamriel" Aletta held out her hand and helped him up." why don't you try and actually win her heart? Instead of deceiving Sven?"
"But if Sven was out of the way it would be so much easier"
"Me giving this note to Camilla and saying it's from Sven isn't going to make you like her anymore than she does now. It's just going to make you a liar and you don't want your relationship to start on a big fat lie do you?" Faendel sighed and shook his head in agreement Aletta smiled sadly at him and grabbed his shoulder "how about I go talk to Camilla and put in a good word for you huh?"
Faendel looked at her with a hopeful face "You would do that?"
"Sure why not?"
"Hey Camilla" Aletta greeted warmly as she stepped into the trader "Remember me?"
"Yeah um…Aletta right?" Camilla smiled warmly "Oh where are my manners?" She asked herself as she pulled out a chair for Aletta "please have a seat"
"Thank you" Aletta took a seat in the chair and made herself comfortable "So word on the river's that you and Sven are pretty-"
"Oh he's wonderful" Camilla interrupted excitedly "Oh he's so sweet and charming, he always beings me love poems or sings songs to me and he's so handsome and-"
"So Sven is really something eh?" Aletta interrupted quickly not wanting to hear her monologue on how awesome Sven was.
"He is…" Camilla sighed and rested her chin on her hand "We're in love… he said he fell in love with me the first time he saw me…"
Oh wow he's really full of shit "Yeah that's nice…" Aletta trailed off uncomfortably "But what about Faendel huh? He's great to"
"Who?" Camilla questioned genuinely confused…ouch
"You know what? Never mind" Aletta got up from her seat readjusting her blue dress "Ill see you later I've got things that need to be done"
"Bye!" Camilla waved as Aletta closed the door.
"Well, what did she say?" Faendel asked expectantly as he threw his axe to the side.
"Well she really likes Sven" Aletta sighed slapping her arms at her sides "But my advice? You need to find a woman and not a girl"
"No just…just forget it alright?" Faendel Stormed away. Aletta stood there for a moment not sure how to respond to that before a voice called out to her.
"Aletta!" She turned around to see Ralof walking towards her. "I was wondering where you went off to I looked for you last night
"I stayed with Hadvar and his family" Aletta explained completely forgetting Faendel.
"Oh I see" Ralof scratched his beard with a disapproving look on his face. "I was beginning to think you had run off" Ralof playfully cupped her chin and tilted her face up a bit "I fear you had left without saying goodbye to me."
"Well don't worry when I leave Ill make sure to say goodbye to you" Aletta assured then frowned in thought "But ill have to figure out here I'm going"
"Where are you from anyway?" Ralof asked "I realize you saved my life yet I know nothing about you but your name"
"Well…I mostly grew up in high rock"
Ralof and Aletta spent the afternoon swapping stories over a bottle of Nord mead. Aletta mostly told stories about her assisting Saheed in bounties and Islanders failed alchemy experiments while Ralof told stories of raiding imperial camps. Until Ralof made the comment that magic was 'For the weak' and Aletta took that as a challenge.
"Go on!" Ralof beckoned with his bottle of mead in hand "do some fancy magic"
"Okay lemmie think…" Aletta bit her tongue in thought "Alright I use this one a lot" Aletta casted a candlelight spell. Ralof studied it as it floated in his face.
"Is that it?" he teased knowing that wasn't the answer
"Hey!" Aletta defended "this spell is very useful"
"Torches can do the same thing" he argued swatting at the little ball of light.
"Alright fair enough…" Aletta mused looking at him in thought for a moment trying to think of a spell that could impress the cheeky Nord her face lit up. "Okay I think you'll like this one" Aletta spun around and shot a steady stream of flames from her palm
"Now that one is useful" Ralof clapped genuinely impressed.
"I'd like to see a torch do that!" Aletta yelled and willed away the flames. "If you like the Flames you might like this one to" Aletta drew in her fist and held it there for a moment her face concentrated, Ralof gave her a weird look before she shot out her palm. An orb of purple mist swirled around before disappearing and revealing a flame Atronach.
"Okay" Ralof said as the flame atronach did a delicate flip "that's pretty impressive"
"And this one is my favorite" Aletta held her hand by her ear and almost immediately a purple mist formed between her and Ralof "this one leads you to what you have your mind on at the current time"
"Oh really?" Ralof raised a brow "so you have me on your mind at the moment?" he asked flirtatiously and winked.
"Or…" Aletta leaned over and grabbed the mead out of his hand, when she did this the purple mist swirled around her feet "I wanted your mead" she giggled and took a gulp of the Nord mead
"Ouch…" Ralof clutched his chest in fake hurt "That broke my heart there…"
"What when I took your mead?" Aletta smirked playfully "You can't blame me though… we don't have this kind of mead around High rock and I have to say I'm rather fond of it…"
"Ralof!" Someone called out. Aletta looked over Ralof's shoulder to see a Blonde Nordic woman sprinting towards Ralof "Hod needs a hand at the mill." Her gaze turned to Aletta "Who's this?"
"Gerdur this is Aletta Izel…the Breton I was talking about" Ralof introduced her gesturing to her grandly.
"Oh I remember you mentioning her…" Gerdur realized and laid a firm gloved hand on her shoulder. "I just want you to know how grateful I am for saving my brother and I'd like to offer you supplies and a place to stay if there's anything you need just lat me know…"
"Come" Ralof slung an arm around her shoulder "You can stay with us tonight…" he began to lead her towards his sister's house before his sister herself stopped them.
"Oh no you don't" Gerdur scolded and pulled Ralof away from Aletta "Hod still needs help at the mill now get to it!" before Ralof could protest Gerdur shushed him and pushed him towards the mill he rolled his eyes.
"Don't you go running off again" He pointed at her playfully before heading off to help Hod.
"Come" Gerdur took her hand "I insist you stay with us tonight"
Aletta wanted to explain that she was staying with Hadvar's family but she thought it would be rude to decline her. Well what harm would it do anyway? Aletta thought to herself but what didn't cross her thought was the fact there was a very disappointed Hadvar watching her be lead off by Gerdur.
"You have lovely hair" Gerdur commented she yanked her hair into a braid causing Aletta to wince.
"Thanks" Aletta grunted. Damn this woman was none to gentle when it came to braiding hair.
"There's something I wanted to ask you…" Gerdur tugged on her hair again "I was wondering where you were planning on going…after your finished in Riverwood"
"Ah!" Aletta yelped as she tugged on a sensitive patch of hair "I haven't figured that out yet…" Aletta Explained "I kinda dropped my map when the Imperials took me"
"I was hoping you could maybe stop by Whiterun? Considering you won't want to go in the direction of Helgen…" Gerdur laughed sheepishly. "If there's a dragon on the loose Riverwood is defenseless… I need you to ask Jarl Balgruuf to send some troops to protect Riverwood"
"I don't see where I can't…" Aletta smiled "Although your gonna have to give me some directions since I don't have a map…"
"Ah!" Gerdur gave one last tug on her hair earning another yelp From Aletta as she tied it off "I think we have one lying around somewhere…" Gerdur Rummaged through some cabinets before holding up a folded piece of paper proudly. "Ah here it is…"
Aletta unfolded the map and sighed at the sheer beauty of it. The map Saheed had given her was a simple drawing of black and white but this one was much better. It was painted with such detail and marked all the holds. It was as if someone had hopped on the back of a dragon and soared over Skyrim and painted it right there. And the shading of the whole thing was magnificent, it looked almost as if the mountain popped right of the page, like she was holding a smaller version of Skyrim in her hands.
"This is Riverwood" Gerdur pointed to a small symbol on the map "And this road right here should take you to Whiterun…" Gerdur traced the path with her finger to White run and it actually wasent to far.
"Alright…" Aletta folded up the map and tucked it away in her satchel "Ill leave in the morning…"
"Hello ladies…" Ralof Greeted as Him and Hod entered sweaty and worn.
"Well you two look like you need a bath" Gerdur commented as Hod plopped himself down at the kitchen table.
"Its fine Gerdur" Hod waved it off.
"Nonsense" Gerdur waved him right off back "You smell like a dead Skeever" Gerdur grabbed a bucket "Ill get some water so you two can wash off"
"Thank you love" they both shared a loving gaze as Gerdur went to get some water.
Ralof returned from the basement with another bedroll "I half expected you would have wondered off while I was gone"
"I thought I said I would'nt leave without saying goodbye" Aletta smirked, then noticed how close Ralof set his bedroll to hers, she responded by pulling her's halfway across the room.
"Hey!" Ralof pouted "Why the distance?"
"Because I don't need you trying to get fresh when I'm trying to sleep…" Aletta stated simply.
"That's not at all what I was thinking…" Ralof stated dramatically "I just thought you might like a nice strong Nordic man keeping you warm at night.
"She's right Ralof" Hod said not looking up from the book he was reading "My son lives here to…" He gestured his mug over to the sleeping child "I don't want him waking up to see you two in the midst of making his cousins…"
Aletta pretended to rummage in her bag in order to hide her blushing face. Although…Ralof was a very handsome specimen…she briefly fantasized how muscular he was under all that armor…
"By the way I saw you talking to Faendel…" Hod stated.
"Hmm?... Oh… yeah what about him?" Aletta said quickly as Hod's voice snapped her out of her fantasy.
"I was wondering if you knew what he's so angry about…" Hod asked turning a page in his book.
"Why?" Aletta asked skeptically as she paused from pulling her journal out of her bag.
"Because he's out there chopping would like a madman." Hod threw his hand towards the door.
"Is he really?" Aletta said in half disbelief half annoyance.
"Yep" he said simply taking a bit of bread "He's been like that all day"
"For the love of Mara…" she cursed under her breath "Ill be back in a minute" Aletta stated as she walked out the door.
"Aletta?" Gerdur questioned as she came back with the bucket of water "what are you doing?"
"I'm taking care of an idiot…"
Sure enough Aletta found him in the state Hod said he was… Faendel was indeed chopping wood in a very madman like manner with his shirt off and looking very much like an idiot.
"Faendel!" Aletta's yelled trying to get the wood elf's attention but she was ignored as the Bosmer continued his rhythm of setting up the wood, chopping it and repeat. "For divines sake Faendel stop you look like a damn fool!" when he didn't listen the second time she grabbed his axe on the backswing and threw it to the side. "What are you doing?" she asked exasperated.
"Working what does it look like I'm doing?"
"Well it looks like you're on an angry rampage…" she muttered as she followed who Faendel went to go retrieve his axe. "This is about Camilla isn't it?"
Suddenly Faendel stopped and turned around to face her causing her to have to crane her neck to be face to face with him.
"Why would she pick that stupid fucking bard over me?! I'm the one who actually makes a decent living! I can provide for a family unlike that stupid Sven who-"
"Okay stop." Aletta ordered sternly "Sit down before you have a stroke or something…" she pushed him gently so he would sit on the stump. "You can't let one girl get you this upset…"
"But…She…"
"Is one of the only available girl in the entire village…unless you've got a thing for Hilde…?"
Faendel couldn't help but smirk "No…"
"And…" She grabbed him by the shoulders and looked him in the eye "She's kind of a Ditz… And since when is wooing Camilla your life goal? You need a hobby"
"Well… I like to hunt in my spare time…"
"Oh okay so your hunter!" Aletta cheered "why don't you try and make a living off of hunting?"
"No one really has a need for animal skins anymore…and Lucan will only give me so much for them…"
"Well…maybe you should leave Riverwood yeah?" Aletta suddenly had an idea "Hey! I'm leaving for Whiterun in the morning! Why don't you come with me yeah?"
"But-" Faendel started "I have a house here…and I don't have enough gold to buy another"
"Well neither do I and I'm still going…" Aletta suddenly noticed how much wood Faendel had chopped "Dibella's tits Faendel how much wood did you chop?"
"I don't know…all of it?"
"All of it?!" Aletta exclaimed "well you certainly have gold there…"
"I don't think Hod can afford to buy all of this…" Faendel noted as he looked at all the wood he chopped.
"Well…I'm sure he'll buy what he can…and then you can sell the rest to Lucan" Aletta yawned "Well I'm leaving in the morning so you better have your shit together by then…" Aletta remembered his shirtless state "And put your shirt back on you look like a complete Jackass…"
i am so sorry Timeywimeyspaceywacy and Elaine michelle for not thanking you in the last chapter but thank you both sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo oooooooooooooooooooo much for reviewing it means more to me than my ebony bow lol
Hey! ive updated! yay! I added a little more to this chapter than I was going to... what did u guys think? what did you think about Aletta helping Faendel? And did you like what I did with the map there? eh? eh? eh?
I felt bad for faendel...we all loved someone who didn't love us back :( so I gave him the only cure to a broken heart... a good buddy :)
And also what did you guys do on this little mini quest? did you help Faendel or Sven? i obviously picked Faendel because he's an archery trainer...and sven was rude to his mother when i walked into riverwood if my mom ever said she saw a dragon i would believe her...
so tell me what you guys liked and leave a review!
