Colonel Mustard: Oh really...
What can I say guys, I've been really busy and I'm sorry, but school has to come first. I should have an update for Felisa's memoirs soon though.
Previously on Ekali of the Frozen Heights: Having been betrayed by the legion, Ekali was sent of towards Skyrim knowing nothing but the fact that the chance of survival was slim. Arriving at the border pass after seeing Gladio for what might have been the last time, she and the soldiers came upon a group of Imperials whom had just caught some Stormcloaks, and was in need of another carriage. So she travels on towards Helgen, and towards what she believes is her doom.
Chapter 2.2 Lined up for the blockIt was afternoon when the group of prisoners and soldiers approached Helgen. None of the prisoners did much, and the soldiers kept quiet. Then the khajiit raised her head after opening her eyes. She looked around for a bit, on the huge mountains and swaying pines, before her eyes rested on the other prisoners.
The one straight across from her had quite tall hair for a man, and it had the blonde colour she'd often seen on Nords. He had the beginning of a beard on his face, and turned his attention to the khajiit when he noticed that she was awake.
“Hey you, you're finally awake. You came on this carriage didn't you? From Cyrodiil,” the soldier said, and Ekali nodded to him.
“Damn you stormcloaks. Skyrim was fine until you came along. Empire was nice and lazy. If they hadn't been looking for you I could have stolen that horse and been halfway to Hammerfell by now. I shouldn't be here, neither should you I reckon,” the Nord in rags said turning his eyes on the khajiit.
“We're all brothers and sisters in binds bow, thief,” the blonde soldier answered, sighing heavily.
“Shut up back there!” a soldier called out from the front, though the prisoners paid no mind.
“And what's wrong with him, huh?” the thief asked, turning his eyes to the man in finery.
“Watch your tongue. You're speaking to Ulfric Stormcloak, the true high king.”
“Ulfric? The Jarl of Windhelm? You're the leader of the rebellion. But if they've captured you... Oh gods, where are they taking us?” the thiefs' voice took a shrill tone towards the end, as he put his head in his hands.
“I don't know where we're going, but Sovngarde awaits.” The blonde soldier looked at the thief.
“No, this can't be happening. This isn't happening.”
“Hey, what village are you from horse-thief?” The thief raised his head when the other man spoke.
“Why do you care?”
“A Nords last thought's should be of home.”
“Rorikstead. I'm... I'm from Rorikstead.” Just then their gazes were drawn to the wooden gate looming above them, a man standing at the top of it.
“General Tullius sir, the headsman is waiting!” the soldier at the gate called out before it opened.
“Good, let's get this over with,” the general said, splitting of from the column when he came through the gate, and rode up to a group of Altmer nearby.
“Shor, Mara, Dibella, Kynareth, Akatosh. Divines, please help me,” the thief begged in a scared voice. He sat with his head in his hands as the carriage continued through the small town.
“Look at him, General Tallius the Military Governor. And it looks like the Thalmor are with him. Damn elves. I bet they'd something to do with this,” the Nord soldier said as they rode past the General and the high elves. He gazed over their surrounding as they continued. “This is Helgen, I used to be sweet on a girl from here. I wonder if Vilod is still making that mead with juniper berries mixed in. Funny, when I was a boy, Imperial walls and towers used to make me feel so safe.” The soldiers voice changed from informative, to distant and then to anger as he told the khajiit about the place.
The carriages moved through the streets to an open space where they were steered of to the side. “Get these prisoners out of the cart, move it!” the Imperial Captain from earlier called out as they drove up to a wall and the thief’s head flew up.
“Why are we stopping?” he asked, looking around.
“What do you think? End of the line. Let's go, shouldn't keep the gods waiting for us.” The prisoners stood up in the cart and moved out of it one by one.
“No, wait, we're not rebels!” the thief called out with panic when Ekali made her way out of the carriage.
“Face you death with some courage, thief.” The Nord soldier didn't turn to the other man when responding, and then as one of the soldiers started to read from a list of names, he started to fidget more and more. Ulfric Stormcloak, Ralof of Riverwood and then when it was time for Lokir of Rorikstead, he ran only to be shot down by the archers. The soldier reading the list noted that the female khajiits' name was not there, but the captain said she'd be put to the block in any case.
Ekali followed the Captain quietly, coming to a stop next to Ralof, and looked on as the general and then the priestess began to talk. It was not long before one of the soldiers interrupted and walked up to the block of his own volition.
Annoyed, the priestess stepped aside, and the Imperial Captain pushed the prisoner down to the block. Ekali winced when the executioner's axe came down, but she met the Captain's eyes straight on when the woman called out that it was the khajiits' turn. Not hesitating, she walked forward and came to stand in front of the block before the Captain pushed her down as well.
Looking up at the executioner, Ekali heard the same strange sound the others heard, as well as the calls from people wondering what it was as the executioner readied his axe. The Captain ordered them to go on with it, and effectively put a stop to the worry that was spreading.
Lying on the side, Ekali got a great look at the creature as it flew towards Helgen and perched on one of the towers closest to the group. As panic erupted in the small town, the dragon made some kind of sound, throwing people back from it. The executioner came flying over her as she tumbled to the ground, head spinning. Her head held nothing but chaos until someone shouted in her ear, pulling her up on her feet.
“Up khajiit! We need to move!” Her vision returned to her just I time to see the blonde Nord in front of her, then burning rocks fell around them and she was running after the man, fighting to stay on her feet.
This post has been edited by Saquira: Jan 18 2012, 10:00 PM