Skyrim: Tales of a Redguard

Chapter 3: A Brief Rest and a Lot of Exposition

(Okay guys, I have come up with an idea. After this chapter, I'll allow you guys to post where you want Razhaa to go in the next chapter in the reviews and I'll have him go there and do a chapter on it. I'll also be incorporting the story of the game into this, so I'll tell you beforehand if the next chapter is relevant to the actual plot.)

Hadvar and I walked into the quaint little town and he quickly noticed his uncle. After a quick and hushed conversation Hadvar's uncle was leading us into their house.

Alvor sat down at the table, as did I. I took a look around, smiling softly. Nord houses looked much nicer than my old house in Hammerfell.

"Sigrid, we have company!"

A mildly attractive woman walked up the staircase from the basement, one I assumed to be Alvor's wife, her eyes widening at the sight of Hadvar.

"Hadvar! I didn't expect to see you here... Come, you two must be hungry. Sit down and I'll get you something to eat."

Sigrd returned to the basement, where the scents of cooking started wafting my way.

"Now then," Alvor spoke up, "What's the big mystery? Why are you here looking like you lost an argument with cave bear?"

"I don't know where to begin," Hadvar sighed, "You know I was assigned to General Tulius's guard. We were stopped in Helgen and we were attacked... by a dragon."

Alvor then shot his nephew a look that suggested the man had gone mad.

"A dragon? That's... ridiculous. You aren't drunk, are you boy?"

Sigrid's voice then carried from downstairs.

"Husband, let him tell his story."

Hadvar sighed again, rubbing his eyes a little. I could tell that he was just as tired as I was.

"Not much left to tell. This dragon just flew over and wrecked the whole place. Mass confusion. I don't think anyone else made it out alive. I doubt I'd have made it out if it wasn't for Razhaa here."

He turned to me with a smile, sclearly thankful for all I'd done for him.

"Really, I can't thank you enough."

I smiled back, taking a sip of some mead that Sigrid had put on the table for me.

"You should really hold in your thanks," I said with a smirk, "It really doesn't look right on you."

Hadvar shook his head, losing his smile. Despite this I knew he caught my sarcasm.

"I need to get back to Solitude and let them know what's happened. I thought you could help us out. Food, supplies, a place to stay."

Alvor nodded as his nephew finished talking.

"Of course! Any friend of Hadvar's is a firend of mine. I'm glad to help however I can. If you need anything just ask... within reason, of course."

So I took a few healing potions, a lockpick, and some food.

"Thank you sir, I really appreciate this."

Alvor smiled brightly at me.

"Call me Alvor. It's what everyone else calls me."

"I'll keep that in mind," I said as I shook the Blacksmith's hand. Immediately after I felt the weight of y travels catch up to me and I walked off towards the bed, taking my war hammer off of my back and resting it against the wall next to it. I then climbed into the bed and fell asleep instantly.

(Alright guys, that's chapter 3 done! Feel free to post your suggestions of places that you want Razhaa to go and I might take him there in the next chapter! See you next chapter!)