An arrow flies past your face!

It barely misses your face! You manage to stay balanced on the horse, Nacius quickly looks back at you.

"What was that!?" He yells.

"Go now!" You reply

Nacius kicks his boots into the sides of the horse.

"Go boy!" He yells.

You cling onto Nacius as hard as you could, your heart was racing, you didn't know what to think, you look behind you again, trying to see anything else amidst the current chaos.

"What happened!?" Nacius screams out.

"A-arrow, someone is shooting at us!" You get out.

Whiterun was kicking up a lot of dust from running so fast, it grew nearly impossible to see through the dust behind you, you felt light headed, you swore your heart was about to burst out of your chest. You look back out in front of you, Nacius was focused on keeping the horse going, the trees around you looking more like green smears now.

Eventually, Nacius turns off of the road into a somewhat heavily wooded area, he then stops the horse behind a boulder then hops off the horse, pulling you off with him.

"You stay here miss, I'm going to see if we were followed." Nacius says, out of breath.

You tried to get your bearings, but your mind was racing, your chest felt tight, you slumped down against the boulder, looking up to Nacius.

"I...it almost hit Sanna... went right past her face..." You managed to get out through your labored breaths.

Nacius draws his sword and the dagger from his boot.

"Take this, just in case." He says, handing you his dagger.

"Stay put, I'll be right back." He says before running back onto the road, sword drawn.

You look at the dagger Nacius gave to you, trying to control your breathing, you never caught a glimpse at who could've shot that arrow, which made you feel more paranoid, you felt like you needed a face to associate with that arrow for some strange reason.

You lay your head back against the boulder and look up at the trees. You continue to focus on trying to control your breathing, trying to convince yourself that you are safe now, even though you probably weren't. You muster enough strength to stand back up and lean against the rock, you look towards Whiterun, who appears almost clueless, the dumb animal.

You rub your face, you start to get a hold of your breathing. You stand up straight and look around the area, some dense trees keep the sunlight from touching the ground here, suddenly, you hear something.

"Argh! Damn you!"

That was Nacius, adrenaline starts pumping harder throughout your body, your hands began to feel numb, you quickly ready the dagger and peek around the boulder and out at the road, trying to catch a glimpse as to what is going on.

You don't see anything, or anyone, you begin to wonder if Nacius was in trouble, what in oblivion would you do if it came to that!? Your breathing began to pick up again, you felt like you had to do something, but you didn't know who or what was out there, for all you knew, a band of cultists were chasing you down!

"Aaagh! Damnit! You dirty bastard!"

That was Nacius again, he sounded like he needed help, but you didn't know how to properly fight someone, the only experience you had was at nighttime street brawls, trying to get some coin.

Your heart was pounding, eyes slightly teared up, you felt sick, you didn't know what to do. What if he needed help? What if he was dead!? Gods no, you don't even want to think about it...

What are you supposed to do here? Run? Hide? Go help him? It's not like you had time to decide!