Chapter 2 is up! Jhak does stray from the main storyline a bit… Okay, a lot. He joins the brotherhood before going to Whiterun, and it's not the usual way. This chapter will end in Whiterun, hopefully. Tell me how I'm doing! (Chapters are only done when I say so at the bottom, or make a new one)
BETHESDA OWNS SKYRIM
Jhak was hunting in the forest near Falkreath, his new Imperial bow raised in the air, arrow drawn back. He breathed slowly, took aim, and fired. The bandit leader rolled off of his horse and onto the ground. Backing away into the dense undergrowth, he drew his iron short swords. Jhak's new leather armor rubbed against the leaves lightly, barely making a noise.
The two remaining bandits blundered into the woods, swords drawn, searching for him. He leaped out of the bush onto one's back as the bandit passed him. Quickly drawing his sword across the man's neck, the dead body crashed loudly into the bushes. The other one nearly upon him, Jhak spun around and deflected the hopeless swing with one sword, the stabbed him through the heart with the other. Leaning back against a tree, he sighed. "Useless idiots." He said, a little too loudly. Or so the assassin watching him thought.
Trikas snuck up behind the cat, daggers ready. But, to be honest, he was impressed. The whole fight had lasted less than a minute. Most cats were useless fighters, relying on sneaking to steal everything they needed. In his thinking, he accidentally stepped on a stick. The Khajiit's ears went up. "Careful, my brother. Don't give yourself away." The Khajiit said. "You are a Brother?" The young Nord asked. "Not officially, no. But this one wishes to be one. You have a contract out on Jh- me?" Jha'kzar asked. "No, but I heard your fighting, so I came to spectate. Only when I got there did I see that you were the one who has been poking around in hear the past few days." Jhak nodded, his eyes light with humor. "Yes, this one has been looking for you. May Jha- I join you. Sorry if I use khajiit talk. I am used to speaking to fellow "cats". Are there any requirements?" Jhak asked him. Trikas looked at him. "Yes, you have to have already taken someone's life, on purpose. I'm sure you will be accepted. Wait here." The Nord said, vanishing into the darkening forest.
After a few minutes, Jhak leaned against a nearby tree, only to feel a dagger lightly tap his neck. "Dead." He heard. Then he heard Trikas from somewhere in front of him, laughing. "Very nice. This one assumes you are the leader?" Jhak said. He was spun around to see a very young Nord woman with a dagger held out. "No, I am her daughter, Kailyn. Trikas' lover. We were going to have some fun out here in the forest when you had to come and ruin it. My mother, Astrid, runs this sanctuary. I came to test your skills. You passed most of them, walking almost silently through the bushes and killing those bandits. Follow me." She said, walking away.
Astrid sat by the map, carefully plotting assassinations and marking important client's locations. She heard the sanctuary door push open then get slammed closed. She scowled. "Damn kids out in the woods fucking off again. Never serious." She whispered. "So, this one took the alligator, and threw him up onto the shore and started wrestling him." She heard a young Khajiit voice and stopped writing. Drawing her dagger, she moved behind a wall. "Then what? She heard Kailyn giggle to the man. Glancing around the corner, Astrid saw that Trikas had his arm around Kailyn, hugging her a little too close. Astrid waited for Kailyn to pass before stepping out, and bushed the backside of her dagger to her daughters throat. "Dead. I am winning" She stated with a smirk. Pulling it away, Astrid finally addressed the newcomer. "Welcome, cat. My daughter would not have brought you here for just a fun night in bed, so you must be a new recruit. Of course, they won't mind if you join them." Jhak looked to Astrid and realized that she was actually fairly kind to newcomers. "Thank you, Astrid. Jha'kzar will acquaint himself with his new brothers and sisters later, if they wish" he said with a wink. "But, for now, thi- I assume you have to test me?" Astrid looked at him, calculating. "No. Go have fun and talk. In the morning I will introduce you and have Kailyn take your measurements. She enjoys it."
Jhak walked into the bedroom with Kailyn and Trikas, who were already undressing. He turned around and locked the door, before taking his clothes off as well. They did have fun that night.
In the morning, Jhak walked into the main sanctuary where there was a strange wall. A single symbol glowed bright blue, but he ignored it. Instead, he walked up to Veezara, an argonian, Babette, a vampire who looked to be around the age of 10, and Arnbjorn, a werewolf currently in his human form. Arnbjorn looked at Jhak and said "So, you're the newcomer. Take care of my Kai, don't hurt her." Jhak nodded. "Yes sir. This one hopes that his behavior will be very pleasing in the future" He said with a purr. Arnbjorn couldn't help but smile at the hint, then became serious. "I have a contract for you. Apparently, some kid performed the sacrament in Windhelm. Aventus Aretino. Go meet him, take the contract, kill the target, and report back to us." He said, sharpening a blade. "Brother, the good people of Riverwood have requested I take word to Jarl Balgruuf of Whiterun about the dragon attack. This one has prom-" Arnbjorn interrupted him "Did they perform the sacrament, cat?" he asked. "No, brother. But I'm sue I could convince them with my natural charm!" Jhak said cheerfully. "Fine. take word to Balgruuf, do what you need to do for him, then kill the contract."
Jhak rode down the hill towards Whiterun on a horse he "borrowed" from a Riverwood villager. As he was riding, he became aware of distinct screams. No, battle cries, he corrected himself. He rounded the corner and saw three men fighting a giant. As he rode closer, he saw that one was actually a woman. Pulling out his bow, he walked forward calmly, tapped the biggest warrior on the shoulder, and said, "Hey, need any help?" Despite the fact that they were fighting a giant, the big man couldn't help but smile. "Sure, we could use it." Before he was finished talking, Jhak was running towards the giant. When the giant slammed his club into the ground, Jhak ran up his back, and stabbed a dagger into the giant's back. Jumping onto his shoulder, Jhak shot an arrow into the giants thick skull. As the giant was falling, he expertly rolled forward off of it's back. Landing on his feet, he turned to the Nord. "Hello, brother." Jhak said. "Hi, I'm Farkas. This is Aela the Huntress, and my brother Vilkas. Who are you?" Farkas asked Jhak. "This one is called Jhak by the Nords. Do you live in Whiterun? Jha- I am supposed to deliver a message to Jarl Balgruuf." Farkas smiled. "Yes, traveler. We are the legendary Companions of Ysgramor! We reside in the halls of Jorrvaskor. I have been raised there since I was young." Aela walked up that moment, and through her war paint, Jhak could see a certain beauty. "Telling someone else your life story, Farkas. I'm sure this young traveler doesn't need to here your story." Aela said, looking at Jhak. "Oh, yes. Farkas has just finished telling this one of when he was born, his first mission, his best friends, and other information that is completely unnecessary. But other than that, I am fine." Aela laughed and Farkas looked angry for a few seconds, the started laughing. "Well, friend, you and my milk-drinking shield-sister can return to Whiterun with me. My brother can find his own way back!"
Second chapter done! how does ye like it!