A/N: Welcome to something I had stuck in my head for a very, very long time. As for not writing, I was on a long hiatus. Also shoutout to Musashi The Samurai Cheem and their story Is This even Skyrim you all should go check them out.

Summary: I woke up in Skyrim of all places! Why couldn't it have been something easy like Stardew Valley and what's this book on meads and why am I a giant!?

Chapter 1: All I Wanted To Do Was Live In Peace!

Skyrim: Broken Limb Camp (3 Years before Canon)

1st Persons Pov:

Waking up to my head beating like a war drum, I palm my face as a rather nasty headache hits me causing me to groan. I froze as I slowly moved my hand away from my face, the first thought was 'this wasn't my hand' followed by 'oh god, what type of hangover do I have.' Staring at 'my' hand I slowly turn it over staring at the pale gray flesh that makes up my hand, my eyes trail down my 'arm' finding massive forearms and even more massive biceps.

From my peripherals I spot movement then I feel a sharp pain in my shoulder, as teeth dig into flesh drawing blood, roaring out in pain as I reach out with both arms to try and dislodge whatever was attacking me. Stumbling around due to whatever was latched onto my shoulder I dropped myself backwards hoping to smash whatever was latched to my shoulder, with a rumble the ground shook as my body fell finally dislodging my attacker.

Rolling to my side with a groan I rise to a knee and finally get a look at my attacker, the first thought I had was 'that's one big cat' . The beast was massive, its pelt was orange, its teeth long and its mood was angry. Standing up fully I noticed I towered over it, the 'cat' meanwhile was poised to leap again, with a roar the cat leaped claws out and teeth bared only for it to choke as my hand wrapped around its neck in a crushing grip. The cat flailed, swinging its front paws, digging groves out of my arms, grunting. I bring my other hand to its neck before I wrench its head to the side.

The sound of a neck snapped wrung throughout the camp, causing me to wince and the cat to go limp, setting the carcass down I got a better look at the beast, about six feet in length the cat as I came to realize is a saber cat.

Gathering my bearings at seeing something that was supposed to be extinct, I look around taking in my surroundings as I notice the massive pyre burning behind me, a massive club, a bone wrapped in crude leather strips with a massive stone on top coming to seven feet in length. Walking over to it I reach out and grasp it with one hand. I lifted it with ease before a sharp pain bloomed in my left shoulder, reminding me of my wound.

Looking around I see a chest with some red bottles on the other side of the camp, making my way over there. I reach down and with care I pluck one of the bottles up and closely examine it, turning in my hand I found a label I could barely make out the label.

-Regeneration Potion

-Made by Aveline Stormheart in Windhelm

There was smaller text near the label probably telling the ingredients, with a shrug I pulled the cork out with my teeth and down it in one go. The taste disgusting, the moment it hit my tastebuds I nearly gagged but I somehow managed to swallow it down. Shaking my head I open the chest and find a couple bags, a book, a pair of daggers that look to be made of iron, and finally some pelts.

I'm interrupted from my looting by my stomach growling, huffing in annoyance I stand grabbing the pair of daggers as I did so, walking over to the carcass I carefully unsheathe one of the daggers and slowly dig two holes in its back legs near the ankles, looking around I spot several large sticks in a pile near the pyre, grabbing them and some leather strips that were near them I get to work. First digging two holes in the ground I placed the largest sticks in before pushing the dirt back and compacting it, next was to sharpen one end of a stick and push it through the sabercats ankles lifting the carcass up I tie it to the two posts. Now that the carcass was up I looked for anything bowl shaped and found a small stone basin nearby, walking over I reached out and tried to lift it with one hand, it didn't budge, with both hands I managed to drag it over.

Slowly I slit the sabers throat as the blood began to pour into the basin I slowly dragged the dagger down and began skinning the saber. As this was happening I heard what sounded like footsteps, slow and heavy approaching the camp. Getting up after I stopped skinning the saber I reach and grab my club before resting it on my shoulder, waiting.

What approached was what I could describe as a giant, nearly 4 meters tall with a stocky build, tattoos etched into its skin, wearing a kilt made of furs in his own hand was a club just like mine and in his other hand was a bear carcass.

As he approached I realized where I am, I'm in bloody elder scrolls!

"Oi Bjorn I found a bear, we're eating good tonight!" the giant exclaimed before spotting the sabers skinned carcass hanging above the stone basin, he grinned, dropping the bear and rubbing his bearded chin "Heh, looks like we are eating good for a couple nights instead." he chuckles out.

Walking over I relax seeing that this giant seemed to know me or rather this body then maybe he can help me, putting my club down I massage the bridge of my nose before speaking for the first time since coming here "Please keep your voice down, I have a headache, by the gods what did I do last night?" I ask before looking at the giant.

Said giants expression turned from cheerful to confusion to understanding as he began to explain what happened to this body "So a couple of nights ago we were approached by a man named Sam who offered us a couple bottles of wine to stay at our camp for the night." he explained and I froze, the name 'Sam' in the elder scrolls? That could only be one person, Sanguine.

As i'm having a crisis he continues "After that he challenged us to a drinking competition which didn't end that well for either of us." here he looked embarrassed about what he did.

Before I could ask he continued on "I don't know what you did Bjorn but I know what I did, and I can tell that you want to know." at this I nod my head causing him to sigh "Well I don't know the full story of what I did but it had something to do with that hagraven at Orphans Rock." was all he said before shrugging "But I will tell you this'' he looked serious for a moment "When I came to, I was surrounded by nake hags and a hagraven." that serious look of his changed as a perverted grin settled on his face.

"Though now that I think about it, I wonder if they were trying to kill me." he rubs his chin in thought before shaking his head "Hah! As if they would be able to kill me! For I am Jern, a son of Crogloak!" He stood proudly at that causing me to shake my head before I checked on the saber to see if the blood was finished draining.

Seeing that it was I began harvesting the carcass, several thoughts go through my head while I'm doing this, like was Helgen still standing? Or were the Imperials fighting the Stormcloaks? And finally who was the Dragonborn? All of these thoughts went through my head before Jern nudged my shoulder to get my attention.

"Yeah Jern?" I ask seeing as he wasn't stopping with his nudging. "Well I was asking if you remember anything from when you were drunk?" he asked hoping for an embarrassing story, with a sigh I respond "Yeah I remember a couple of things, One was waking up in Witchmist Grove with two hagravens in each arm" I take a breath as he chuckles at my predicament "The other was was me waking up near Mara's Eye Pond naked." that got him laughing in full getting me to glare at him "It's not funny!" I exclaim as he continues to laugh "I had to walk back here naked! Do you know how many people seen my dick!" I yelled even though Jern was now on the ground struggling to breath due to laughter.

Huffing I continue to harvest the saber before finally be done with the harvest, grabbing several sticks I sharpen them before piercing the steaks I made on both sides, walking up to the pyre I set the a foot away as I dig into the ground before using a stick with a curved end to drag hot coals into the small hole before hanging the steaks over it.

Every now and then I would turn the steaks over to give them an even cook, while Jern, well he finally stopped laughing before he grabbed the bear and dropped it over by the posts and tossing the sabercats pelt over to me as well as a loincloth, "Here" he said "Put these on before you get hit there." he chuckled at the end there. Shaking my head as I put the loincloth on I stared at the pelt for a moment before an Idea hit me! Reaching over to the bundle of leather strips, pulling the biggest one out of the bundle I start to make incisions in the pelt before looping the strip through the incisions before tying the now belted pelt to my waist.

Soon the smell of cooked meat filled the air as both of our stomachs grumbled, taking the now cooked meat of the coals I put the meat on a cool rock nearby for both of us, splitting the meal in two we both began to feast. As we feasted on the steaks I began to wonder what tomorrow will bring.

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That's all for today folks, looks like Bjorn' found a friend, how would he deal with Skyrim? What was his past life like? And why did ole 'Sammy' get the giants drunk. These are the questions that you'll have to find the answers for, next time on A Giant's Life!

A/N: Also if you have an idea you would like to see happen with Bjorn such as him meeting someone or an event that takes place that can involve Bjorn let me know!