Ji'enji, A unknowingly magical Khajiit Bard arrested at the border.

Oh what a few day's it's been, there you were playing a few songs at some wealthy families party when this buxom maiden calls you over and of course you comply so one thing leads to another and your ravaging her upstairs in what you believed was just a spare bed, at least until her husband walked in, turns out the maiden that you had been giving it to was actually the hosts wife and you were fucking on thier marriage bed. Obviously you couldn't really stick around as he called the guards so you fled through the window and was on the run before you were caught by those damn Imperials at thier ambush. Aw well it's not the first time you were caught fucking someone's wife or daughter.

"My name is Ji'enji" You say making sure to put on your best smile.

"I see, say you don't speak like the other Khajiit" the male officer says with a almost questioning tone.

"I am a Bard and have learned to speak as men and mer do." You say plainly, it wasn't rare for people to be surprised at your dialect but it did grow annoying.

"Hmm very well." The man scribbles your name on the list before turning to the female captain next to him "Captain neither of these men are on the list what-

"Doesn't matter they go to the block" The female captain interrupts.

The male officer sighs before nodding "By your orders captain, im sorry prisoners but we'll make sure your remains reach your homes." He says almost regretfully before turning away.

You follow the other prisoner who you've overheard is named Erik to the chopping block and await your fate.

What happens next is a blur, one moment your awaiting the headmens axe and the next a creature of myth is burning the town to ash and only through shear luck and some help from Ralof do you manage to make it into the keep with Erik.

"Well this is a fine mess we've gotten ourselves into, come here and let me cut those binds on you." He says taking a dagger from the body of a dead Nord and cuts the rope that had binded your wrist.

"Well cat i don't think this gear will fit you so Erik here should take it" Ralof says giving you an eye over.

You hold back a bit of a sneer, the nords gear would fit you fine and it's obvious he just picking racial favorites but you'd rather not get into an argument when a damn dragon is about to kill you. Erik notices but decides not to say anything.

You, Ralof and Erik make your way through the keep making short work of the Imperial soldiers in your way, you were never a big fighter but you know your way around a sword and manage to pull your weight at you make your way out of the Keep grabbing some robes from a dead mage and then through the underground and finally coming out of a cave into the wilderness of Skyrim.

As you exit the cave the dragon that had just annihilated helgen flys overhead but does not seem to notice you as it flys on.

Ralof sighs in relief "hmm my sister runs a mill not far from here we could get supplies from her, it's best if we split up but meet me there first.

You and Erik both give affirmation and begin heading off down the trail to the nearby town that Ralof supposedly has family in, after a short time you reach the town of Riverwood and Ralof introduces you to his sister Gerdur, a rather beautiful woman by nord standards with a modest bust and a wonderful ass that is apparent even in her modest clothing and her husband Hod along with thier son Frodnar.

You are conversing inside thier home introducing yourself and telling the tale of your escape with some added embellishment to your own exploits that Erik and Ralof roll thier eyes at but Gerdur seems enraptured by your story telling and gives a small clap when you finish.

"Well your all more than welcome to stay as long as you like, i believe we have some bed rolls in the basement you can use and we have plenty of food to share and you can even work the mill if you'd like some coin." Gerdur says her eyes scarcely leaving you.

"Thank you sister but me and Erik here will be heading out soon, i should return to windhelm and I've asked Erik here to go to whiterun to warn the Jarl." Ralof says finishing the food that Gerdur had prepared for him.

Gerdur nods apparently expecting that answer "I see but could you at least spend the night resting here? Im sure your all very tired." She says turning away from you to face him.

"Aye we'll leave in the morning then, goodnight Gerdur." Ralof says standing from the table and giving his sister a hug and heading downstairs.

You and Erik stay up for a while longer speaking to Gerdur and drinking the provided ale but before too long you all head to bed as well.

You awake the next morning as Erik and Ralof depart and you begin to consider your options, on one hand Gerdur offered you space, food and a job at the mill not to mention how she looks at you but you could also head out and find your own way.