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TES: The Path of a Werewolf ch2After returning from Bleak Falls Barrow, fighting the egomaniac Nord, Sven, in Riverwood for the Companions, and discovering that she was the Dragonborn, Keira finally returned to Jorrvaskr at ten at night. A heavy feeling was in her heart when she walked through the doors. How was she going to tell anyone that she was the hero of legend? Most of the Companions are not really fond of her either. Not only that, she has go to see the Greybeards on High Hrothgar. She sighed heavily. Oh, well. Tomorrow, she'll think of something to tell her Shield-Siblings.
As the Nord woman was about to head to the quarters, Skjor walked up to her. "About time you got back."
She looked at him in confusion. "What do you mean?"
"I have something for you to do. I want you to go to Dustman's Cairn tomorrow to retrieve the fragment of Wuuthrad. Bring Farkas with you just in case. Can you do that?"
Keira nodded her head. "Yes," she said strongly.
"Good. Now get some sleep."
She did what she was told and walked
TES: The Path of a Werewolf ch4After returning from Kynesgrove to kill a dragon for Delphine, a Nord woman from an ancient group called the Blades, legendary dragon slayers, Keira was finally able to return to Jorrvaskr- even though there was another thing for her to do in a week's time. Three weeks past since she left, now it was noon when she arrived at the Companions' home. When she walked in, she wasn't expecting a large welcoming, but she certainly wasn't expecting the coldness the Companions gave her.
When Skjor walked by her, he looked at her in annoyance as he said coldly, "Hmph. Thought that you left for good."
Keira just looked at the older Nord in confusion as he past. What was that supposed to mean? She was about to walk to a table to grab an apple, until a cold voice said, "About you came back."
She turned around and found Farkas looking at her in a questioning way with his arms crossed. "Farkas," was all she could say in surprise by the way he spoke.
"Kodlak kept saying that you were coming back, but-"
TES: The Path of a Werewolf ch3It was sunset when the two Companions returned from Dustman Cairn with fragment in hand. Keira and Farkas was so caught up with their conversation, that she completely forgot about the werewolf deal, instead, she remembered that tomorrow, she had to go High Hrothgar.
When they walked around to the back of Jorrvaskr, Keira found Kodlak, Vilkas, Aela, and Skjor standing, waiting for them. She walked up to Kodlak as Farkas stood between him and his brother.
"Who would speak for her if she is worthy enough to become a Companion?" The Harbinger asked loudly.
"I would," Farkas answered, making her look at him carefully. "She fought brave and proud. It was an honor to fight beside her." He looked at her with pride.
"Would you fight with her again?"
"I would have her back till the end."
"Would you drink in her name?"
"I would sing in the mead halls in her name."
Kodlak looked at her proudly. "Then I proudly announce that you are now a member of the Companions."
Keira smiled proudly as she poli
TES: The Path of a Werewolf ch1After talking to the Jarl and his mage about finding some sort of Dragonstone, Keira headed out to find the Companions' hold. It was in the afternoon when she opened the doors to Skyrim and headed down the stairs where she asked a guard on where to find the hold, and he pointed to a rounded building that looked like a over-turned boat, on the left by the Dragonkeep. The Nord kindly thanked him and headed to the hold. When she got around the building, she found training dummies and a older man practicing with a sword. She continued her way into the building. When she opened the door, she found a large dining place, and heard cheering. She looked to her right and found a Dumner fist-fighting a female Nord with a group of people around them, cheering.
"Get him, Njada!" Aela called.
Njada, the Nord, then took a right swing, making the Dunmer stagger back.
"Alright, Njada!" A strong Nord man with a blonde beard called as the others laughed heartedly.
Keira couldn't help, but snicker as the
TES: The Path of a Werewolf prologueIt was high noon. Birds were fluttering as leaves were blowing in the trees, giving a sense of beauty of the wondrous land of Skyrim. A Nord woman, Keira, had just narrowly escaped an execution and was saved by a Stormcloak prisoner and of course, a dragon. Now, she was sent from Riverwood, to talk to the Jarl of Whiterun about protection from the dragon that practically saved her life. She was wearing a dark-green dress with hide boots that she bought from the trader. It was nice to wear decent clothes after being in prisoner rags. Keira was from Skyrim, but was raised in Cyrodiil, and never even been to her home land. She relieved that she was back.
When she came across a farm, she heard swords clashing and deep growling. She looked to her right, and saw two people fighting a giant in a field. The Nord quickly pulled out her long bow and shot an iron arrow into the creature's skull, killing him. The three warrior-looking fighters slowly sheathed their swords and looked at her as she
TES: Fate Decides ch 17Keria's heart stopped when she saw her husband fall to the ground. "Farkas!" She cried in terror as she stabbed the Argonian in the gut, took out her bow and shot the two bandits dead as the others were either dead or had been chased by Shadowmere. She quickly ran to her wounded husband, fell to her knees, and gently touched his face with trembling hands and blurred vision as he coughed up blood.
Farkas weakly smiled up at her. "At least I get to die by you. I wouldn't want it any other way." He gave a small chuckle, spitting up blood.
Guilt flooded through her. "Don't say that, Farkas. Here, I'll get Shadowmere to-" She was about to get up until he took her hand. She looked at him with pain-filled eyes. He was going and there was nothing she could do about it.
"Why did you always go to Dawnstar and who was the spirit?" He asked quietly, curiousness was flooding over his eyes, trying to fight the pain of the stab wound.
Keira took a shaky breath as she looked down, then back to him. "I
Skyrim- Love Never Gives UpTwo weeks he's been gone. Two weeks she's been trying to find him, but it was useless. Keira was laying on her bed in the Dawnstar Sanctuary when a tear rolled down her cheek as she thought about the Dark Elf, then Farkas entered her mind. She remembered when she held her husband, dying in her arms from a stab wound. She had no potions on her and knew no magic. He died knowing that she was the leader of the Dark Brotherhood and he sill loved her like he always had. She broke down after she killed the bandits that had killed him. Now, she lost Athis, the Dunmer from the Companions, and her new husband.
"Where are you?" She whispered. He went out hunting one night, then never returned. Even the Companions started searching for him and now she came here, asking her brothers and sisters, even the Night Mother for help, but nothing turned up. The fear of becoming a widow once more terrified her.
'Listener', a cold, whispering voice in her head speak, 'there is a Black Sacrament in the Utter
Nine TimesI saw him nine times.
The first time we were both sitting in the room together, getting ready to take the math test that would determine our placement. I was scatterbrained and throwing things around, trying to find the pencils that I had known I would need but had still just tossed in my purse. He was lounging backwards in his chair, looking for all the world as though he didn’t have a single care in the world, including the upcoming test. It annoyed me, that I was frantic and ready to scream, while someone else could be that relaxed.
I tested out of the class.
I don’t know if he did.
The second time I saw him, it was a few months after I arrived on campus. He was the one rushing and frantic this time, running across the square. He was probably late for class, though I had no way of knowing for sure. I was already lost in my own thoughts and ideas, deciding on my major and convincing people that yes, this is what I really want to do with my life. If they weren
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