Yeolius Coardus #1 - I'm Not a Coward!

At Cyrodiil, for all the time I can remember, they called me a coward. I call it being prudent, but they don't see it that way. All my childhood I had to face the mockery of the other children. Even my parents seemed so often ashamed of me, I could see it in their eyes. And thus I decided to show all that I'm not a coward! I want them to be proud of me. I'm going to join Skyrim's Imperial forces, the great army once created by Talos himself, to defend Tamriel from chaos and destruction. And I will return with honor and glory.

...arrived at Riften, heading for Solitude...

So, last week, in my fathers old rusty iron armour and armed with his old sword, I left home. My friend accompanied me until the Skyrim's borders at the Silgrad Pass. There he left me on my own, to find my way from Riften to Solitude. It's still a long road ahead, but I'm convinced I will make it. What danger might there be, while well staying on the road?

...traveling with my future battle brothers...

I was lucky to encounter a couple of Imperial soldiers heading the same  direction as I did. But at the mountain pass between Ivarstead and Helgen they got amushed by Stomcloak rebels. The fight was bitter. I slipped through, and rather shocked I continued my way.

... Helgen was destroyed, a strange giant bird rose up from the debris...

When I arrived at Helgen, the town was destroyed, laying in ashes, burning, and out of the debris rose a giant birdlike creature, and flew off south. The road west to Falkreath was obstructed by the burning houses, and I had to descent south to Riverwood, to regain the parallel road in westerly direction..

...detour by Riverwood, an idyllic place in a rough world...

Just before arriving at Riverwood, three wolves attacked me. Alone I did not had other choice than to fight for my life. I swang and hacked my sword. I got bitten and wounded, but one by one they fled. I survived my first fight.

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