Skyrim Roleplay- for Tobixthea
Iv'e had more or less no sleep since I left Dragonstar; my home in Hammerfell. The only company I have had is my personal assistant; Ahmar. However I take comfort in knowing that soon we will reach Solitude, where my father will greet me with warm arms; and hopefully a warm meal. I pull my thick coat tighter around me. Being a Reguard,I'm not used to the cold or the rain; nevermind the snow. When I was younger I would often complain over and over again about the heat of the desert; but once trained sufficiently I got acustomed to it. The carriage begins to wobble slightly and I hear the wheels bump over rock. We must be close now, surely.... Suddenly we stop. I look up at my Ahmar. He looks back at me, emotionless. Just then I hear the sound of daggers collidding with flesh, and the sound of bodies dropping to the ground. I go for my axe; but it's too late. A gruff looking Nord pulls me out the carriage and throws me to the ground. Ahmar steps to out the carriage, grinning evily. " I'm not sorry." He grins, pulling a knife from it's sheath."But you're worth more to me in pieces..." That's when I see you, out the corner of my eye; leaning against a nearby tree.......
