Helgen

    This day couldn't get any worse.  First, I was captured by the bloody Imperials, of all people I met these damn nutcases are the worst. I nearly got my head on the chopping block, praying with all my might that somehow my life will at least change something, and the out of the clear blue sky, a bloody... THING appeared out of nowhere.  Well, it was too late when somebody shouted what we used to call those things.  But death suddenly didn't seem a very good notion at that point.  I can agree to die on imperial orders but I'm not going to die by the claws of that THING.

    A dragon. Out of nowhere. And I thought that flint Argonian I met yesterday had too much skooma.

    Thankfully, I don't know how else to feel, my head was still intact at that moment and one of those damned Stormcloaks got me up and we ran inside the tower.  It was Helgen. And it was burning to the ground and chaos enrupted here and there. Rocks were flying and they were on flames.  The skies turned crimson, and it was spewing those rocks. I saw one of the imperials draw his bow and another second he was splattered by one of the rocks.  Gods help me, I don't want to die like that! When I die, at least I want my body parts still intact as much as possible.

    That damn Ulfric Stormcloak, I refuse to admit him as Jarl or High King. It was because of him I got captured.  The Imperials ambushed them and I somehow got in the middle of it, of all things!  Well there was no turning back then.  I decided to follow these bloody Stormcloaks.  A Ralof got me into Helgen Keep to escape.  I was unofficially recruited as a rebel and the others that we met seemed to agree with Ralof.  He seemed to be Ulfric's right hand man because the others pay respect to him as much.  I figured sticking with him for a while wasn't a bad idea.  In that 15 minutes of confusion, I put on armor, swing a blade and killed people.  As well as spiders. I have never been so abashed of myself before.

    But whatever. We managed to get out of Helgen through a back door, a cave. That dragon flew out at the same time as us.  Looks like he won't be coming here again soon. Ralof said he has a sister in a nearby village, Riverwood.  I didn't dare split up with him. My nerves were on edge and I think I'll wet my pants more than I ever will if someone cracked a stick behind me.  I was definitely on edge. Thankfully, Ralof seem to understand.  Of course, one look at me and anyone would recognize a milk drinker.  I don't do blade stuff that much.  And until now, I've never killed anything more than a fox. That with a bow too.

    Well, we got to Riverwood as fast as we can, Ralof showed me some standing stones.  I know of the stories about them but this is the first time I've found it. There were etchings made into the stones to resemble figures.  There were three of them. One was a warrior, holding an axe and a shield, a second was a mage, with a staff and a robe, and the other a thief, with a dagger on one hand an a cloak.  Ralof didn't feel safe, so we hurried by as quickly as we can.  Riverwood was a small village, newly made I think. There were only a handful of people here. Gerdur, Ralof's sister, and her husband greeted us at the mill they were working. Ralof introduced me, thankfully not as a comrade, and that he owe me his life. Actually, I think it's the other way around.

    Ralof told the two about the incident at Helgen.  There was a river beside us, I took a little wash to clean out the dust from my face and hands. The water was cold and fresh and it hit me like one those flaming rocks that that bloody dragon saved my life. Well, of course he would've killed me too if he got the chance but that was beside the point. I didn't know what to do at those moments and here I am, consorting with rebels. Fate is not in my favor this day at all. Gerdur agreed to help Ralof and me. Hod, the husband, showed us to their place. They put up a makeshift bed, with haystacks, for us to sleep on. Hod got us some bread and cheese with ale. I ate it up like a hungry little boy.  For that matter, this is the first real meal I had since days ago.

    Now, the time of the day is coming to an end. Fatigue got the best of me now. I hoped that tomorrow might bring a brighter light into my life for once. I never want to see another damn dragon again.