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Chapter 4 by thesilmarillionn thesilmarillionn

What is it? Dragons?

Well, it isn't that bad. It's just your execution place. Wait, what?

Oh boy. You see dozens of Imperial soldiers walking about, minding their duties, which involve setting up an execution area. You get an uneasy feeling as you glance at the block of wood in the middle of the town square. Solldis looks completely unaffected. "Damn, that woman sure looks like she can handle anything!", you think to yourself.

Lokir, on the other hand, is a completely different story. The fidgety thief seems to be at the verge of a mental breakdown. And then, he crosses it.

-You're not gonna kill me!- Lokir breaks into a dash, and is instantly pinned down by an Imperial archer.

-Ulfric Stormcloak, jarl of Windhelm! - you hear a delicate female voice call out, carrying on the formalities.

You look in the direction in which the jarl went, and you are stunned to see the delightfully round and smooth face of an Imperial woman. Her short, dark brown locks cup her face closely, and her brown, round eyes are filled with worry after seeing the poor rogue die while trying to save his life.

-Solldis of Winterhold! - she announces.

-See you in Sovngarde, brother. -You are shocked to see a hint of sadness in the cold, blue eyes as your companion goes to meet her jarl near the block.

-And you? Who are you? - the Imperial woman asks. - You're not on the list!

-Send him to the block! There has to be a reason for him being sent here!

-B-but Legate...

-No "buts"! The orders of General Tullius must be obeyed!

-Yes, Legate Rikke - the woman finally succumbs to the rulings of her superordinate.

She mumbles a soft "sorry" as you pass her.

Everything afteer happens in a blur. A man before you gets executed. You are being led to the block. A dragon. A dragon?! And suddenly, everything on fire. Two voices calling out to you. A coarse contralto:

-Come on brother, what are you waiting for?!

And a soft voice from another direction:

-Hurry prisoner! This way!

Solldis and the Imperial. You can only go in one direction, and you doubt these two will agree to escape together.

Whom do you choose?

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