by KingKivuli » February 16th, 2014, 11:56 pm
As the days and weeks rolled by, peace fell across all of Skyrim. The last of the Imperials were driven out of Solitude, and Ulfric Stormcloak crowned the High King, and gave each hold its own leadership. Back in Whiterun, Silver was given her Companion status back and moved home with Farkus and Astrid. Rahks was also accepted into their ranks, and into the Circle. He and Aela were married a year after the Legion fell, and nine months later had a child of their own. A boy, half breed of Khajit and Nord. He had ears, tail, eyes and claws of his father, yet the rest of his body was Nordic. For the next few years they lived in their own place in Whiterun, next to Silver and Farkas. Nearly four years since the Legion left have past
Rahks walked up the streets of the city heading to his home. Slung over his shoulders was a stag, a fresh kill. It was early evening, and as Rahks walked her nodded in greeting to some of the townsfolk. Once home he managed to slip in the door and then off to the room on the right, the hunting room were he brought all fresh kills. He lay the stag down on the table and put up his bow and arrow, before stepping back out into the hall Aela? I'm home!