Roggar looked around the ship to see a bunch of dead bodies. He looked down at his bloody hands and thought to himself, I did this. A Nord would never stop after their first kill. After that, there was nothing that would stop them. Now Roggar had to find out if this threat was a hoax or if it was the truth.
He got up and searched a few bodies around the ship. None of them had notes with any orders on them in their pockets. There was one place Roggar didn't search.
He climbed up the crow's nest and saw a man there. A Breton man who was still alive. He pointed his dagger at Roggar.
"S-stay back. I-I'll kill you if you get any closer."
Roggar put his hands out, alarming him to stand down. "I'm not going to hurt you. I just want to ask a few questions, okay?"
"O-okay. What do you want to know?"
"Why are we going to Atmora? There's nothing there but ice. It's basically suicide. We will freeze to death."
"The Kamal snow demons are up there planning an attack on Tamriel right now. First they will attack Skyrim, and then strike everywhere else!"
"What? Kamal? Kid, do you even know where Kamal is? Nobody knows for sure. No one has made it to Akavir and back safely."
"That's what everyone thinks."
"What?"
"The oldest man on this ship...The High Elf that you killed, he made a water-walking potion that would allow him to walk across the sea. About 60 years ago, that Elf walked all the way from Tamriel to Akavir and he did make it back safely. He even put a special spell in each province there so that we could hear the races talking. About a week ago, he heard the Kamal snow demons talking. We couldn't understand the language, but we made out a few words like 'Tamriel' and 'Atmora.'"
"How come this secret has been kept all these years?"
"He said he didn't want all the people in Tamriel coming to him asking a bunch of questions."
"Makes sense."
"I'm surprised no one realized he was gone."
"Yeah, well we probably shouldn't go to Atmora now. Our crew is thinned out."
"Skyrim isn't far from here, but I'm not sure how to drive the ship. If you can turn this around, I can make it back to Skyrim for us."
"No problem."
Roggar climbed up to the wheel and spun it. The ship turned around. From a distance, they could see Skyrim. It was a still and quiet night, so they slept.
The ship hit a decently large bump and Roggar woke up. He shouted up to the Breton, "Hey, kid! I never got your name!"
The Breton rubbed his eyes. "You know you could've waited until morning to ask me that."
"For Talos' sake just tell me your name, son."
"Mavos."
"Okay, Mavos, we just hit a bump and I think our ship might be damaged, let's check it out."
Roggar went down the stairs under the ship only to see it flooded. "Shit! Mavos! Our ship is being flooded! We have to abandon! Do you know how close Skyrim is?"
Mavos climbed down the crow's nest. "From here it looks about a mile away. We can probably swim there without freezing to death."
"I don't think we have a choice."
"I'll grab the spell books off of that High Elf. We will need them later to see what's going on in Akavir. You grab the orders off of that Redguard's backpack. They were given to him by Jarl Ulfric the Second."
"Damn Ulfric...I'm a Nord and I don't agree with the decisions he made. It's a shame the Imperials lost the war. I praise Talos but Ulfric just wanted the fame and fortune."
"I just hope his son is more loyal to Skyrim than he was."
"Come on, Mavos. It's time to go."
By the time they swam all the way back to Skyrim, Mavos almost froze to death. He was shivering like crazy. Roggar grabbed a blanket from his backpack, which was a little bit damp, but not too wet, and put it on Mavos.
When Mavos could talk, he started to cry. "We didn't even take their bodies with us. Can you imagine what their families will think of us when we tell them the news?"
Roggar shook his head. "Nothing we could've done about it, kid. You barely made it out of there. If we would've took their bodies, then you wouldn't have made it out alive. Come on, kid. Let's get to Solitude. We can rest at The Winking Skeever."
"All right, let's go."
They walked the road up the hill and around the mountain to Solitude, and saw a few bandits. Roggar ran to a boulder for cover and signaled Mavos to do the same. They left all their weapons on the ship except a dull iron dagger.
Roggar began to whisper to Mavos, "Okay, you need to stab the one on the right. I think I can strangle the other one. Ready?"
"There's a third one behind the one on the left."
"Dammit...Okay...Same plan, but I'll take the bandit's sword and kill the other one fast."
Mavos nodded. They both snuck up at a fast pace and the plan went into action. Mavos stabbed the bandit in the neck, while Roggar tackled and then strangled the other bandit. The final bandit lifted his sword and smiled at Mavos, but before he could bring it down a different sword went through his chest. Mavos rolled to the left so that the body didn't fall on him.
"Thanks, Roggar."
"I'd do anything to kill a bandit."
By the time they made it to Solitude, a courier gave Roggar a note. "Wow, you move fast. I didn't think I would catch you!"
Roggar gave him a weird look. He didn't have any family in Skyrim except for his sister. "Who's this from?"
The courier ran away. Roggar looked at him again and realized he wasn't wearing what a normal courier would wear. The coat he had on had some sort of Daedric symbol on it.
Mavos examined the Daedric symbol. "Don't open that letter."