The Adventure of Caesar

==Characters==
(Main Protagonist) Caesar - Born in 4E 180 - A Nord male archer from Windhelm, now living with a mercenary gang ever since we was little, he is often known as the Hunting Arrow, for his remarkable ability to hunt and stalk. He is said to be the Dragonborn to stop and defeat Alduin from devouring the world.
(Minor Protagonist) Jolssa -  Born in 4E 180 -  A female Breton, who is also a vampire, grows affections for Caesar against the odds, and often is kind and loving, but deals with her vampire past. She is presumed dead after the Battle of Whiterun.
(Major Protagonist) Castus Imperus the Strong - Born in 4E 184 - A hearty and impressively built Imperial who stumbles upon the mercenary camp, He's one of the few Imperials who don't hate the Rebellion in Skyrim. He is often called the Strong by his fellow Nords in the camp as he possess "super" human strength. 
(Mentioned Protagonist) Berari the Wise - Born in 4E 182 - A Female Nord who joins the camp in Windhelm and is another love interest for Caesar. Amongst the camp, she is kind and is often sought out as a love interest, she is the one of the few people in the camp to not have an outright hatred for the Empire.
(Major Protagonist) Jaarn the Heard - Born in 4E 181 - A loud Nord male who befriended Caesar when they were kids, who now travels alongside him and the mercenary gang helping out as a smith or healer. He is obsessed with mead and ale and often is hardy and willing to fight hard for any type of drink. 
(Side Protagonist) Aeryf the Fighter - Born in 4E 179 - A Nord female Barbarian who is Jaarn's lover, when Caesar rejects her, who knew him as a kid alongside Caesar. She is often hot-headed, and will mainly resort to fighting than to talk.
(Main Antagonist) Alduin - Born date unknown - The Harbinger of Death, he is said to devour the world and plunge Tamriel into darkness, no regular person can stop him; only the Dragonborn, who is prophesied to defeat Alduin and save Tamriel from impending darkness.
==Chapter 1: The News==
The deer stayed still as the night grew long, Caesar finally released his arrow and watched the deer fall. "Hey Caesar, you got that deer yet?" a Nord yelled at him. "Barely, with your yelling you could of scared it from far away Jaarn." Caesar said to him smirking. "Screw you, just get the deer and move on."Jaarn said walking away. As Caesar neared towards the deer, a man running from the north road ran and dropped to the floor dead.
"Jaarn! Come look at this!" Caesar yelled across the quiet forest. Jaarn walked and sighed. "Another crazy fanatic from Helgen" Jaarn looked at Caesar: "Looks like it's going to be more work for you." Jaarn smirked and padded Caesar on the back. Caesar sighed and picked up both the deer and the dead body. "Sorry Caesar, I have plenty of work to do as I'm the most important thing to the men." Jaarn said walking off.
"Got your meat, Jaarn." Caesar said dropping the deer on the floor in front of Jaarn's feet. "Well shit." Jaarn picked up the deer with a struggle and began to skin it. "Go talk to Aeryf, she wants you." Jaarn said skinning and pulling off sections of meat. Caesar walked off, smiling at he saw Aeryf talking to a soldier. "...Well I don't care what you think, just let our leader decide." Aeryf said to the soldier, walking off to see the smiling Caesar. "Well, how are you, Hunting Arrow?" Aeryf said, flirting with Caesar. "I'm fine, what was all that about?" Caesar said motioning towards the fading soldier. "Him? He's a soldier from Riften who wants our service to the Jarl, I told him to fuck off and let our leader decide." Aeryf said, wrapping her hands to Caesar's waist. "You know we can't show affections for each other around the men." Caesar whispered to Aeryf. "Screw what they see, we've been together since our childhood, there's no stopping me and how I show my feelings for you." Aeryf said, pulling Caesar closer. "Well if it isn't Aeryf, and Caesar together." Jaarn said, smiling and wiping deer blood to his apron. "Hi Jaarn, you already finished skinning dinner?" Aeryf said looking at the blood. "Got some rookies doing it, I figured I could walk around and see you both. Anyways, dinner is almost ready, we're going to dry that deer and eat plenty tonight due to Caesar here."
Caesar, Jaarn, and Aeryf walked towards the dining area, and sat down looking at all the familiar faces. A few moments later Jaarn walked off, slightly waving to server dinner. "If we're served mead, I'm going to hit Jaarn." Aeryf said. The night grew long as finally the leader of the mercenaries walked in sitting in his table with his proud warriors. After a few drinks of mead, (Aeryf found Jaarn and hit him for it) the leader stood.
"Everyone! I have a important announcement! Seeing as how we're doing work for the local people here in Falkreath, I've decided to move our company to Riften, to help out with the war efforts there, I'm aware some of our fathers, mothers, sisters, and brothers were lost in this rampaging war, but Riften wants our service to be a small set of militia to keep out the Rebellion." Men rose from their seats to object and challenge the leader's authority. Caesar rose with them, angered by the fact he would have to kill his own kind to "help" out the locals to not be dangered to leave Riften.
"Leader! We don't need to do this for Riften, you even said we shouldn't get in the affairs of the War! I will not blindly kill my Nordic brothers just to watch city-folk cheer us on and hold the line! Those Milk Drinkers can go back to Cyrodiil for all I care!" Caesar yelled angrily, with the support of the other Stormcloak supporters. The other half of the company rose and objected Caesar's claims, stating that the Rebellion isn't needed, that Skyrim will grow under Empire rule.
"ENOUGH! I see this decision has made this company fight amongst ourselves. We will go to Riften, deny their Empire support and help the locals, nothing more." The Leader said, slamming his cup to the table, walking away to his tent. Men poured out and mumbled at how their leader was a Empire supporter, in Skyrim. Caesar and Aeryf walked off kissing each other, bidding each other goodnight, and walking off to their tents. Jaarn stood in the empty dinner hall, picking up plates and bowls, sighing.
==Chapter 2: Choices and Wrongs==
Jaarn picked up a potato and threw it at Caesar. "What the hell Jaarn?" Jarn walked next to Caesar "Leader wants you, and by the way he asked for you, he's probably going to skin you." Jaarn said in a low voice. "I'm sure it's because of what I said at dinner." Caesar said walking out of his tent, looking at the beautiful Falkreath forest and candles hung atop the branches, the morning sunshine amongst the gleam of swords at Jaarn's makeshift smith. Caesar walked amongst the other hunters who carried meat to support the move to Riften and give a few to wandering people amongst Helgen. Caesar arrived in the leaders grand tent, looking at the goods and wares the leader had to support the long trip.
"You called me, leader?" Caesar asked the distracted leader. "Call me Gorjan, it's something I want my men to call me now. As you've stood against my authority, I'm not kicking you out of the camp, don't worry. Anyway, you've stood against me, and It's brave to stand against your leader, I've decided to ask you if what I'm doing is right, plus along with a few other things." Gorjan said, standing up. "I don't see what you've done bad so far, besides for showing your love of the Empire, despite being a Breton, and in Skyrim at the most." Caesar said, looking at the moping Gorjan. "I'm aware the moment I said that I loved the Empire, I made a huge mistake, Its just that with our company helping out the locals, it's hard to not get them to talk about the war being hard on them."
Gorjan said quietly, unsheathing his sword to oil it. "True, I have a question, are we going to Riften or was that a rouse?" Caesar asked Gorjan. "What made you think it was a rouse?" Gorjan said, grabbing more oil. "All of us know you Gorjan, we're a family, at least tell us where we are going." Caesar told Gorjan. "Whiterun, its neutral to the war so far, that's our safest chance of not being sucked into a bloody battle with Imperials and Nords dead." Gorjan said, putting his sword back in his sheath. "Go do your routine now, leave this old Breton to some time alone." Gorjan told Caesar, sighing.
Caesar walked out of the tent, looking at the distant frosty mountains, grabbing his bow and walking out to hunt again. "Jaarn! Fetch me my arrows." Caesar said to the weary Jaarn. "Be careful out there, plenty of vampires have been seen lining those hills." Jaarn said to Caesar, giving him his arrows. "I'll be fine, we've hunted here for the longest and nobody has gotten bit." Caesar said to Jaarn walking away. After a hour of walking, Caesar arrived in his hunting spot, a beautiful view of the mountains through the forest trees and with plentiful deer to be hunted.
Caesar saw his first target and loaded his arrow, when he was about to release the arrow, the deer disappeared with a trail of blood on the ground. "What the..." Caesar said as a vampire approached him and jumped on him trying to feed on new blood. "Get off you blood-binger!" Caesar said pulling his sword and hitting the vampires chest.
"Ah, looks like you're the strong Nord type." The female vampire said smiling. The vampire pulled her sword and her blood spell. "All Nords are the strong type, it's just the ones willing to fight back are the ones you don't mess with." Caesar said, pulling out a arrow with a silver tip. "Let's play Nord." The vampire said moving to attack Caesar. As the vampire drew close moving with grace, Caesar focused his shot on the vampire and released it, missing on purpose watching the vampire get on top of him and smirk as she put her sword to his neck. "Any final words Nord?" The vampire asked Caesar.
"you know, you should really watch where you land on me." Caesar told the smirking vampire. The vampire looked down when Caesar drove a dagger into her thigh and pushed her off. "A vampire actually fell for that, how stupid you are." Caesar said, walking to the silver arrow. The vampire stood up while Caesar grabbed the arrow and shot it into her heel, causing her to fall again in pain as Caesar dragged her to the camp.
"Tell me one thing vampire, how do you tolerate sunlight?" Caesar said to the nearly passed out vampire. "I'm not fully fledged, but I'm past the point where It's starting to barely hurt me." The Vampire said looking at the sky. "A question Nord, why didn't you kill me, it would of saved you the trouble of dragging me to where ever you're taking me."
"I don't kill people, even if they're monsters, plus I've never seen a female Breton get bit before." He said to her. "Nord, you seem like the type of person who I'd get along with, besides for the fact you nearly tried to kill me a few minutes ago." She said to him. "It's Caesar, I admire being called Nord, but at least you should know my name." Caesar said, seeing the camp in the distance. "Mine's Jolssa, nice to meet you, Caesar." Jolssa told Caesar. "Yeah yeah, don't get too relaxed, we're here." Caesar said dropping her for her to walk.
Men assembled at the camp with weapons. "Wait, she's not hostile, anymore." Caesar told the number of men looking at Jolssa. some of the men walked off, and others put their swords away, still eyeing Jolssa, some as a caution, some for her beauty. "These men have never seen a Breton before?" Jolssa whispered to herself. Gorjan walked out of his tent and saw the Breton and pulled his sword. "Wait wait wait!" Caesar said putting his hand out to stop the blade. Gorjan lowered his blade and looked confused. "She's not hostile anymore." Caesar said. "Hostile? You brought that blood sucking Breton here!?" Gorjan yelled. "For your information, I actually walked in here without killing anyone, so if you want to accuse me of killing anyone, go ahead."
Gorjan looked around and didn't hear a cry about a dead soldier. "Fine, what were you planning to do with her Caesar?" Gorjan asked, looking at Jolssa look around in the sky and the cold frosty mountains. "I was actually going to keep her in my tent, just so she can get used to the fact that we're not out to kill her while we sleep." Caesar told Gorjan, looking at Jolssa look at a butterfly. Gorjan sighed and walked away, motioning for his small band of warriors to go back to their meeting.
"Come on, follow me, and don't kill anybody." Caesar told her. "I won't keep promises, plus I need meat, and these men are the most tempting thing right now." Jolssa replied, looking at Caesar's body. "Stop looking at me, I don't like you." Caesar told her walking to his tent. "Why don't you? Is there something wrong with me?" Jolssa said, curious to his answer. Caesar kept walking, regretting what he said. "...nothing, it's just that..besides you're a vampire, and you're..." Caesar traced off. "I'm what?" Jolssa said, getting closer to Caesar. "You're..." Caesar traced off again. "What am I, say it!" Jolssa yelled at Caesar. "You're beautiful..." Caesar said to Jolssa arriving at the tent. "Well...uh..thank you I guess." Jolssa said. Jolssa lied down on a spare bedroll and went to sleep, thinking about what just happened. Caesar lied down next to her, not to get any ideas, and just blew out the candle, and said good night to Jolssa.
==Chapter 3: The Battle==
Caesar, still asleep, moved his hand to move more comfortable, placing it on Jolssa's hip. Jolssa moved slightly and woke up looking at how close Caesar was to her. Jolssa looked at the opening of the tent and looked back at Caesar, looking at his neck, then at the hand he placed on her. "I'm sorry." Jolssa said to the quietly sleeping Caesar as she moved his head to bite his neck. "You shouldn't be." Aeryf said with a wooden stake. "You're going to kill me?" Jolssa said standing up, showing her fangs. "I won't if you stop getting close to him." Aeryf said, holding back her temptation. "He gets close to me!" Jolssa yelled, hissing at Aeryf. Caesar shook and turned and looked at both of them fighting. "What the hell, am I actually living the dream I had?" Caesar said, sighing and streching. "You bastard.." Aeryf said hitting Jolssa with her back hand, looking at Caesar. Jolssa fell back shocked.
"You want a fight? Then lets have one."Jolssa said hitting Aeryf, making her fall back to the opening of the tent. Jolssa grabbed Aeryf's hair and pulled hard, as Aeryf screamed, she elbowed Jolssa, pushing her to the crowd of men already looking at the cat fight. Aeryf threw the stake at Jolssa, hitting her in the arm. Aeryf grabbed a sword and Jolssa did the same, both continued to fight as Caesar gathered his senses and saw what was going on. "What the fuck is going on?" Caesar said getting in between both of them, Aeryf's sword hitting Caesars leg. "Let me hit her!" Aeryf yelled hitting Caesar with her hands. "Calm down, both of you!" Caesar said lifting Aeryf and giving her to Jaarn. "Calm her down Jaarn." Caesar said to Jaarn. Jaarn nodded and held her back as Aeryf threw curses at both Caesar and Jolssa walking away. "What the hell was that?" Caesar said, looking at Jolssa.
"I may or may not of been tempted to bite your neck." Jolssa said, looking down and ashamed of her actions. Caesar picked her head up, looking into her red-orange eyes. "And Aeryf came?" Caesar said to her, still eyeing into her eyes. "Yes, I didn't know why, I just felt...something that made me want to, and it wasn't the lack of blood." Jolssa said, looking into Caesar's green-bluish eyes. Jolssa kissed Caesar, Caesar pulled back in shock. "What?" Jolssa said, trying to calm Caesar down. "Nothing, I'm gonna go now, I'll see you later." Caesar said turning around and walking off to Jaarn.
"Jaarn, we need to talk, now." Caesar said to the drinking Nord. "Fine. Somewhere private from the affairs of today?" Jaarn asked. "Yeah, let's go." Caesar said walking along side Jaarn. After a few minutes of walking away from the camp to a lake, Caesar finally said the first word. "What do you do when you have two woman liking you?" Caesar said to Jaarn, sitting down, grabbing ale from Jaarn. "Who? Aeryf and Jolssa? I mean they're both hot-headed, although Jolssa isn't quicker to get mad. But you've known Aeryf since your childhood, you barely know Jolssa, and that was only when she tried to kill you. I honestly don't know Jolssa like you do, but having your hand near her, and plus with the fact you slept near her, is bad enough to get Aeryf furious, she wouldn't stop talking about how you're making a wrong choice." Jaarn said, twisting the bottle of ale. "I honestly, don't know anymore, I'm just confused of what I'm doing now." Caesar said looking down at his reflection. Jaarn stood up and tapped Caesar's shoulder. "I can't help you here, just choose who you want."
Jaarn said walking away to camp, Caesar looked and sighed at what he was going to do, Aeryf or Jolssa? His mind traced off and thought of his childhood, looking at Aeryf when she was young, and looking at the young Jaarn running around Windhelm, playing hide and seek. Caesar then thought of Jolssa and her stature, she was tall for a female Breton, alongside being a vampire, which Caesar never had a relationship before, of course he dated many races, but Aeryf was always there to hep him out when he got older.
Caesar sighed and looked at the bright sky, when Jolssa put her hand on Caesar's shoulder. Caesar didn't flinch as Jolssa put her hand around him, trying to get him to talk. "Come on, I know what your feeling right now, Just speak to me and how you feel." Jolssa said with her persuasive tone, edging towards Caesar. "I like how you're a vampire, and the fact that you're a Breton, and how you're perfect for me, but I need sometime to decide if either you or Aeryf are my choices, I'm confused right now." Caesar said in a low whisper. "I understand, I'll leave you alone for some time, We're moving to Whiterun right now, take as much time as you need, I'm sure you can handle what the wilderness brings out here." Jolssa said kissing Caesar on the neck and cheek. Jolssa walked away, but not without an eye from Caesar looking at her.
Caesar heard the movements of horses and men carrying stuff to Whiterun, Caesar watched as Jaarn handle Aeryf, blocking her view of Jolssa. Caesar stood up and walked around, picking up stones, throwing them to the water, watching them skip and plunge down into the bottom of the lake. Caesar walked away, towards Jolssa and held her hand. "I'm not sure if I chose right, but at least I have you to guide me the way." Caesar said to Jolssa, smiling. As the caravan grew close to Whiterun after hours of walking and stopping, they neared towards the plains that surrounded the trade hub of Skyrim, as they neared closer they could see a band of Khajiits near the gates, Gorjan set up camp near them, and rested and told the mercenaries to build up their tents. After another set of hours of painstakingly setting up tents, moving food, checking for any rouges, they finally could relax, drink, and eat.
Caesar walked into the dining hall with smiling faces and distrustful ones, Caesar sat down next to Jaarn and Aeryf, looking down from Aeryf. "I'm not mad anymore, love who you want, just tell us first." Aeryf said, grabbing mead. "..Look, I never meant to betray you, it's just that Jolssa has been, tempting in her short time here, I don't want to get anybody mad at what has happened so quickly." Caesar said, drinking his wine. After a few awkward seconds of eating, Jolssa came and sat down next to Caesar, waving at Jaarn and nodding at Aeryf. "Sorry for what I did to you." Jolssa said to Aeryf. "It's fine, Jaarn gave me his mead that calms us down when we're mad at each other in the camp, I'm sorry for what I did too." Aeryf said starting to whisper.
Whiterun guards came into the hall. "We need your help NOW." The guards said. Men from other tables began to rise and grab their weapons as they heard a shriek and the clatter of wings. "Is that a..." Jaarn said as fire began to spur from the edge of a tent. Everyone stood up and gathered their arms, running out as Gorjan lead his warriors to a ruined watchtower. "Archers, I need a view of what we're facing, mages brew what you need to help us and hurt that thing, warriors defensive stance!" Gorjan said yelling over the shrieks of the flying beast. "A Dragon!?" Various Nords yelled out. The dragon landed on top of the tower bursting out fire from it's mouth, hitting various soldiers. "Fuck! Hit it now!" Gorjan said to the shocked archers, the archers began their barrage of arrows, most of them falling off the dragon as it began to shoot more fire. Another dragon appeared, more black than the first one, and began to talk as the amount of soldiers stopped their fighting. "So the Dova is here, how nice to see him after all this time, Mirmulnir, finish them, and bring me the Dova alive!" Alduin said flying off.
Mirmulnir continued to shoot out fire and finally landed, throwing his tail everywhere, making it impossible to get near him. Jolssa charged forward with a band of younger soldiers as Mirmulnir was focused on the tower that a few men piled in, shooting arrows through the slits. the dragon pushed its wing out, knocking Jolssa back and killing a few men that were already bloody. Caesar knocked his arrows and shot rapidly at the dragon, most of them being knocked off. "We can't hit it with arrows, we need to charge forward and hope to overpower it!" Caesar said to the small band of living archers. The archers hesitated but pulled their axes and swords and charged forward, giving out their war cry, hitting the dragon and causing it to flinch and retaliate back, swinging its tail, hitting Caesar and causing him to bleed on the ground. "Shit, it's almost down...." Caesar only managed to hear as he struggled to not close his eyes. Aeryf ran to him, giving him a potion, and dragging him to a part of the tower that was not being damaged. "You're going to be fine, just cover this wound and you'll be fine." Aeryf said, running back to fight against the dragon. Caesar then heard a final scream and then a cheer of men and women who were proud of killing a dragon.
Caesar finally closed his eyes, trying to not give up anymore. "What's going on?" Jaarn said looking at the dragon burn away, giving away a aura that headed towards Caesar. Caesar felt the aura surround him and he opened his eyes again, looking at his wounds, which were healed. "Did I just absorb a dragon?" Caesar said standing up and looking at everyone. "Dragonborn..." A few guards said as they began to bow. Soon the whole group of men, women, and elders, bowed down to Caesar, whispering Dragonborn. Jolssa grabbed Caesar and kissed him, Caesar didn't pull back, yet, embraced it. Aeryf stood there, awkwardly staring, then walked off in anger. "A fancy new title for you already?" Jolssa said, smiling at Caesar.
"I guess so, but can anyone here tell me what Dragonborn is? All I've heard are stories about Tiber Septim being Dragonborn and conquering all of Tamriel." Caesar said to the group of guards and soldiers looking at him. "The Dragonborn is the legendary figure able to stop the black dragon, Alduin." A Whiterun guard said. "He's the most powerful figure in history, as Arkay gave the power to a few." A soldier said. Caesar walked away, happy of what he heard, and somewhat unprepared of his next move.
"Caesar! Come here!" Jaarn said running to Caesar. "What is it?" Caesar said running to Jaarn. "Gorjan is dying, he asked you to be next to him. " Jaarn said as Caesar ran alongside him on the plains. "...where...is..he..." Gorjan said, spurting out blood, surrounded by his table of warriors, holding him, to relax him. "He's here." A female warrior said to him. "Caesar..come he-" Gorjan could manage to say after he gushed out more blood. Caesar walked over, and saw the old man try to produce words. "...Lead...the..camp... I..won't live through this... "Gorjan said, gushing out a final stream of blood before closing his eyes. An eruption of sobs came from the women and a few of the men, as they began to clean him and drag him to his tent.
"Well Jolssa, I'm the leader now, I don't know what to do." Caesar said to Jolssa, who was starting to already heal her wounds. "You decide where we go now, and what we do. " Jolssa said, looking at the sunset. "You know, it's starting to hurt more now, I haven't had meat since you caught me." Jolssa said. "The meat slows down the process?" Caesar asked her, ponding about what to do. "It can reverse it, but it won't take away my vampirism, the more meat I have, the more slower the affects come until it stops." Jolssa said, standing up.
"You've never actually decided to remove your vampirism?" Caesar told her, cleaning the blood from his face. "I've tried, believe me, it's hard to do it yourself, aparently you need a priest to clean your body with water of the divines." "I bet Jaarn could do it for you." Caesar told her. "Jaarn is nice, but I don't need him seeing me naked, that's the only true way it would work." Jolssa told him. "Naked? I've heard different stories." Caesar said. "Believe what you want just leave me alone about it for now." Jolssa said walking away. "You're going to eat?" Caesar asked. "Yeah, I'm been bloody hungry since you got me, I'm actually surprised I didn't attack you right now." Jolssa said. "Fine, but don't bite anyone or kill anyone." Caesar told her, eyeing her as she left. Caesar sighed as now it was his time to guide the camp, Leaders often died from old age, and often times battles, but not dragon attacks. Caesar sighed and lied down to rest.
==Chapter 4: The War for Skyrim==
Caesar woke up with Jolssa on top of him. "Well am I living a dream or a fantasy?" Caesar said smiling at the vampire. "Both, but enough of me toying with you and making you happy, the men want your first direction to what we're going to do." Jolssa said, getting off of him and fixing her hair. "Just to say, where do you stand on the war?" Caesar ask her, looking at her. "I never really thought about it, the Imperials want unification of Skyrim while the Nords want freedom of the Empire's grasp upon Skyrim, To be honest, Freedom would be more important to me considering that the Thalmor are riding on the Empire's back and kidnapping Nords." Jolssa said to him, smiling to him in the mirror. "Well I'm gonna go make my first decision as leader, meet me there, I need to talk to Aeryf first." Caesar said, walking out eyeing Jolssa. Caesar walked to the hall, heading to Aeryf who was waiting to see him. Along the way, Caesar saw burned down tents, which he assumed were burned down and spread rapidly due to there not being many people here, asides from a few healers. Caesar then heard the cries of agony and pain as wounded men were being treated.
"Hello, Caesar." Aeryf said, smiling at him. "I'm not here to flirt, you know already I'm with Jolssa." Caesar told her. "Being with a vampire after killing a dragon is worthy of song, but at the very least be careful of who you be with." Aeryf said to him, whispering. Caesar shook his head. "We're perfect together, I mean when we were together you didn't question every little thing that I looked at." Caesar said, smirking. "I know I didn't, I'm just worried about you, I still have feelings for you." Aeryf said, smiling at Caesar, holding her hand to his face, feeling his beard and how neatly trimmed it was. "I'm aware of that, but at the very least, if you need a person to calm you down or talk to you, get Jaarn or me, or Jolssa when the time comes." Caesar said, opening the tent flap to the dining hall and letting Aeryf pass through. "I need to do my speech, I'll talk to you later. " Caesar said to Aeryf who sat down talking to Jaarn. Caesar walked up next to his chair and began to talk.
"Men! I see that the few of you here are from many lands I see that many of you carry scars from mistaken slashes and dragon hits, but now I have a speech to do for you all. I recently thought that what Gorjan was doing was right, bless his soul. I have a proposal for you all, that we all go to Windhelm and conscript our company to the Stormcloaks." Caesar said, retrieving affection and hatred. "Betrayal! We weren't meant to fight in wars!" A Dunmer said, gaining support of the Imperial supporters. Stormcloak supporters cheering and threw taunts and curses at the Imperial supporters. Caesar looked at all of the races and thought of their hatred and alliegiances of their homeland.
Half of the Dunmer rose to the Empire, the half to the Stormcloaks, Dunmer now are treated like trash in Windhelm, however those we rose to the Stormcloaks decided that they were willing to prove their worth. All of the Redguards stood up for the Empire, as they've been protected by the Legion and haven't be prosecuted by the Thalmor. The Orcs stood up the same for the Redguards, Orcs have earned their respect to the Empire after two-hundred years of smithing and fierce warriors that Orcs have supplied to the Empire, however only smithing is the thing that the Empire wants from the Orcs. The Bosmer were split in half by both groups, since their native homeland is isolated by huge trees that the Bosmer make their homes on. All of the Khajiits stood for the Stormcloaks, they were willing to fight for Ulfric, as the Empire doesn't show respect for them, and even being on good terms with the Empire doesn't help them, as Khajiits keep their politics shrouded in mystery.
The Bretons stayed sitting down, most Betons aren't fighting of other's people's wars, unless they were involved with it. The Argonians were split in half again, as they had mixed feelings with the Empire, they're unsual ways to humans, often causes the Empire to dismiss them as port city rabble, while the Stormcloaks were slightly better, giving a few Argonians a chance to open shops and treat them with slightly better respect than Argonians in Cyrodiil.
"Enough! I see that my ways of talking versus Gorjan's is not perfect, yet this Is what Skyrim needs, a Unification, rather then The Empire governing us down south, where the Emperor does nothing and make Cyrodiil richer!" Caesar yelled to the Imperial supporters. A Dunmer Imperial supporter began to talk. "We don't love the Empire, yet this seems to be the worse way for Skyrim to unify it's people, A Jarl running off from Markarth and claiming his crown, and declaring Skyrim unworthy of the Empire? A unsuitable case if I was in your shoes. Yet, none of here actually believe that the Empire would reward us if we do fight hard, unless earning of "Rank" is a reward and some small land." The Dunmer said, gaining support from his brethren. "You don't want to help the Empire?" Caesar said.
"We don't want to help it THIS way, I mean the Emperor would come here himself and unify Skyrim, rather than sit down south. " a Khajiit said standing up. "None of you will fight me?" Caesar said to the crowd of people who appeared calm. " No, Because we are family, and family sticks together, no matter the difference, we follow your lead into combat, we may not like what your doing, but it's certainly better than fighting against freedom." A Breton said standing up. His brethren shunned him and began to whisper if the war was their calling. "Good then, we help Skyrim today, We march to Windhelm!" Caesar said cheering on the sounds of hurrahs as he drank his mead until he became drunk.
"Wake up, you drinking Nord." Jaarn said as he picked Caesar up from his chair and carried him to his tent where Jolssa was covered in the bedsheets, half asleep. "This is yours I assume." Jaarn said dropping Caesar on the bed. "Oh! Uh...Jaarn, sorry to make you see me like this, I'm not exactly clothed under here." Jolssa said, shocked and embarrassed of her actions. "Oh..well I'll be going, I didn't mean to see you like that, have fun with Caesar, er not that way, unless you mean to, but that's none of my business." Jaarn said rapidly, walking away awkwardly. Jolssa sighed as she saw her love, half drunk, half asleep. "..Jolsa, I hope thiss nevr chanes..." Caesar said, trying to focus out of his drunk to look at Jolssa clearly. " I hope it doesn't either." Jolssa said, stroking his long dark brown hair, tucking him into bed. "You know, there are ways to make a vampire not thirst for blood." Jolssa said smiling at him. Caesar threw a smug smile and blew out the candle, tugging around the bed sheets with Jolssa.
"Well that was....something." Caesar said lying on his back. "It's day right?" Jolssa asked him. "Yeah, I should probably help out with the men, it's going to be a long trip to Windhelm." Caesar told her, kissing her as he stood and got dressed. "Goodbye, my love." Jolssa said, going back to sleep. Caesar already saw men picking up tents and storing their wares. "Let's go!" other Nords said in the distance to hurry up the process. Jaarn picked up his wares and put them in a chest. "You need help Jaarn?" Caesar asked him. "Yes actually, help me store these weapons and lift the anvil." Jaarn said, grabbing a set of arrows. "And here, I made you a set of arrows." Jaarn said, giving them to Caesar. "Dwarven?" Caesar asked Jaarn. "No it's a mix of Dwarven, and something called Stalhrim, a very rare ore here." Jaarn said.
Caesar looked at the Arrows, the tip was colored blue with engravings along the shaft that read: Fight for your side, and fight hard while you do. The fletching was colored with a fusion of red and blue, and a small cut of a emerald on the tip of the nock. "Thank you Jaarn, I know it must of taken you a lot of time to make these." Caesar said admiring the arrows. "Anytime, just wanted to give our new leader something to like. Be careful with these, there's only a handful of these, so use them wisely." Jaarn said, lifting the anvil, with Caesar's help.
After a few hours of helping out Jaarn, Aeryf and the other men and women with their supplies, the camp was ready to move. "Jolssa, wake up." Caesar said. "Why?" Jolssa said, half-asleep. "We need to take my tent down, we're the last ones." Caesar said to her, picking up a few things and putting them into chests. "Here your clothes." Caesar said, throwing her black tight clothes at her. "Fine, but at least tell me in a happy mood." Jolssa said, standing up putting on her clothes. "What?" Jolssa said, ashamed of appearing naked. "Nothing, just why so many scars on your back?" Caesar said to her. "Most of them are from..." Jolssa managed to say after stopping. "It's fine if you don't want to tell me, I have a few too." Caesar said, trying to ease her from pressure. "Not from the hatred the man gave these to me." Jolssa said, causing a awkward surrounding. Jolssa finished getting dressed, walking out for the builders to take down the tent." Do your work, I'll talk with her." Caesar said to them, walking away.
Caesar saw Jolssa run to a small tree, crying. "I'm sorry if I made you think about your past, it's just that I want to know you better." Caesar said to her, who was already sliding down on the tree, sobbing. "It's fine, I just have to stay strong from my past, I'll tell you a few things if you want." Jolssa said, fighting her tears. Caesar sat down next to her, listening. "Well firstly, I was born in Highrock, I was born out of the middle class, I lived life to the fullest there until my parents knew of what I was doing, which was worshipping Talos, when the Thalmor came to Highrock. My parents threw me out of the house, afraid that my foolishness would get all of us in trouble. I soon met a Dunmer named Tovaus in a tavern a few days later. He was handsome and a vampire, and we had so much in common. After we left the tavern, he took me to his house where he bit my neck and began to..." Jolssa stopped, looking at Caesar's reaction, which was shocked, but not disgusted.
"Your turn." Jolssa said to him. "Well, I was born in Windhelm by a Breton mother, and a Nord father, I loved it there, playing with Aeryf and Jaarn as we grew up, we left when Jaarn got recruited by Gorjan, we persuaded him to let us join, we were about...sixteen at the time, I loved the work, and Gorjan saw my skills as a hunter, and often mentored me in the ways of the blade, alongside magic, which was my weak spot, but I loved healing, and I grew up to be the man you know." Caesar said, sighing as the yellow fields blew as the wind came along. "You want to hear the rest?" Jolssa said to him. "You don't have to if you don't want to." Caesar said to her, holding his hand around her. "Thank you for the things you've done for me." Jolssa said to him. Caesar nodded and stood. "We should get going." Caesar said. Jolssa stood up, and walked alongside him.
They arrived to the already ready band of men and women, already leading the way to Windhelm. "Leader, your horse." A Dunmer stable hand said. "Horse? I don't have one." Caesar said to him. The stable hand dragged besides him a Champagne horse." Gorjan's horse is strong and still young, and it's tradition for the leader to ride a horse." The stable hand said, giving the horse to Caesar. "Jolssa?" Caesar said to her. "Of course." Jolssa said to him, getting atop the horse behind Caesar. "Now, we march to Windhelm!" Caesar said to the group, receiving cheers and a few claps, walking to Windhelm.
==Chapter 5: The Stars and the Sun==
Caesar stood atop his horse, slumped over worried of where the caravan was located to where Windhelm was. Jolssa covered him, hugging him for warmth as Caesar finally saw a source of life, a wandering farmer, carrying a sack of clothes with him. "Windhelm is near here stranger?" Caesar asked him, shivering from the cold. "It's around the corner, and mind the Nords." The farmer told him, walking away. After turning the corner, Caesar smiled as he saw the great stone city. Men began to run and set up their tents by breaking away the hard snowy dirt, and moving rocks into place. After a large amount of hours working, the whole camp was ready to relax and not worry about anything. Jolssa, Jaarn, Aeryf and Caesar, walked into the city gates, Jolssa looking at ruins and harsh living, while Caesar and the rest saw their loving home and childhood.
"Tavern?" Caesar asked them, pulling out his purse. "Hell yeah, it's time for us to see what's new." Jaarn said. "That's what I need now anyway." Aeryf said, looking at the Tavern in front of them. "Sure, I actually can see what this city can help us with." Jolssa said, still looking at poor Dunmer elves walking the streets. As they walked to the Tavern a Nord man looked at Jolssa, pushing her. "Hey there, Breton, how about you go home to Highrock." The man said. "How about you go fuck off in your alleyway." Caesar said stepping between Jolssa and the man. "And your defending her?" The man said, shocked. Caesar punched the man, dropping him to the floor. "Most of the people here believe that only Nords should live in Skyrim." Caesar said to Jolssa. They entered the tavern, receiving more hospitality than on the streets. 
After buying a few drinks and laughing and talking, Jolssa finally said to Caesar. "Should we celebrate?" Caesar looked at her, slightly drunk, but clearly focused. "If you want, I don't want to leave Jaarn and Aeryf along and not tell them." Caesar said, Motioning towards Jaarn and Aeryf who were flirting near the window. "They're finally becoming a thing?" Jolssa said to him, looking at both of them. "Somewhat, they never really thought about it when they were kids, it seems like it could work." Caesar to her, standing up and dragging Jolssa upstairs. "So you do want to...?" Jolssa said smiling, already unbuttoning a part of her clothes. "Not yet, tell me the rest of your vampirism story." Caesar said to her, nearly regretting what he said. Jolssa flinched at the question, hesitating to speak but finally did.
"Well where was I?" Jolssa wondered. "At the part where Tovaus bite your neck." Caesar said, trying to not show his emotions. "Well, after he bit my neck, he proceeded to torture me, swearing that If I went to anyone and tell them that he bite my neck, he would kill me. I cried, then I finally saw a bone on the floor, I screamed and retaliated, hitting him with it, he fell back and I killed him, I was scared of what to do next. The guard came in and told me to not do anything, I was questioned and I was released, After that happened, I wandered around a bit, entering Skyrim and I ended up near the forests where you caught me." Jolssa said, staring at Caesar and sighing."Well should we...?" Jolssa said, motioning towards the bed. "If it will take your mind off the story and the travel." Caesar said to her, taking off his armor and helping Jolssa.
After a half hour of love between Caesar and Jolssa, Jolssa sighed and looked at Caesar." Well, Arrow." Jolssa said, laughing as Caesar stood up, looking out the window. "Vampire." Caesar said, looking at the camp, trying to look at anything unsual. "Come on, have a bit of fun at least, don't just be plain." Jolssa said to him, getting behind him, her hands near his waist. "It's not that, Im just worried if we're making the right choice." Caesar said to her, turning around, looking at her curves. "The Nords want freedom don't they?" Jolssa said to him, stroking his hair, kissing his neck. "They do, but all it seems right now is that they need is that, they won't care for other people, the Imperals will be fair to the other races, but won't allow Talos.." Caesar traced off, being distracted by Jolssa, and grabbed him and fell back on the bed, hearing Jolssa laugh. "But, isn't that what you wanted? Talos? Or order rather than faith?" 
Jolssa said to him, smiling as he looked at her. "I want both, but most Nords are...Stubborn as times." Caesar said as he laided his head back. "But which one do you want more? since its the only choice we have to make." Jolssa said to him, opening her mouth but not speaking. "I'm already beating you?" Caesar said to her, smiling. "You wish, it's just you and your sex." Jolssa said to him, smiling. "I think the Empire is doing the right thing, just the Thalmor riding them is the bad part of it, the Nords want their god, The Empire wants to beat back the Thalmor, but it's hard enough of having a rebelling province." Caesar said to her, trying to not give up easily. "You're beat?" Jolssa said to him, trying to not to produce a moan in the process. "Fine, you won that." Caesar said to her, sighing and standing up to get his armor. "Aw, so beat already?" Jolssa said to him, motioning her finger towards him. "Stay sexy as I go talk to Ulfric." Caesar said to her, eyeing her as he put on his armor.
Caesar walked out of the tavern, looking at the poor dunmer people who were begging for coins and few better dressed nords, socffing at them, a few hesitating to scoff. "Looks like a few are with me..." Caesar whispered to himself, trying to hurry to the Palace of the Kings. "Whoa there, you're the guy with the mercenaries aren't you?" A guard said to him. "Yeah why?" Caesar said to him, trying to open the door the the Palace. "Watch who you bring here, I don't like those Kahjiits you brought here." the guard said to him. "Fine, I'll keep them out of trouble, just let me through." Caesar said, pushing the guards hand away from him and entering.
"Galmar, he'll join us soon enough." Ulfric said, sitting atop his throne, eyeing Caesar. "A fellow Nord joins us in our hall Galmar." Ulfric said to Galmar. "My jarl, I have travelled here from Whiterun to help you in your battle for a free Skyrim." Caesar said, hesitating to mouth the words together. "You do?" I would've assumed you would help the Empire, since I've heard of your camp being in Falkreath and your proud Breton Heritage." Ulfric said, standing on his throne, pulling his sword to bless Caesar and his help. "I would've if my previous camp leader wouldn't of died, we could of been in Solitude by now." Caesar said, rising.
"Well your sure you want to join my ranks? As soon as you do, the Empire will know, and you'll be hunted by them." Ulfric said, looking at Caesar's weary face. "I honestly...don't know now." Caesar said to the Jarl, looking ashamed. "You want to help skyrim don't you? Then join us." "I'm unsure of what I want, so far you want faith rather then order, I don't want to help the Empire with the Thalmor riding them like a horse, but It seems the people out here that aren't Nords, will have problems." "True, but right now, I'm fighting for a free Skyrim, then after that's finished, I'll do my best to help the other races, We all have our intentions, and mine is to bring Skyrim to its highest point and reunite the Jarls as a true power in Tamriel, I may not want absolute power, just something that can help Skyrim be its former self when Talos came to Skyrim." Ulfric said, looking at the ashamed Caesar. "If you need time to think of it, I'll give you two days to think on it, now go, and make the right choice." Ulfric said to him, putting his sword away. Caesar nodded and walked away, thinking about his three choices.
"I don't know Jolssa..." Caesar said to Jolssa, who was still naked, fixing her hair, deciding what to do also. "I mean, if he's true to what he says, then join him, but the Empire will hate you for it, on another note, joining the Empire will cause most of the people here to desert, but you'll be famed by the Emperor for your help for the Empire, but you'll be hated by your fellow Nords and other races who see the Nord's way of victory the right way." Jolssa said, sitting down, trying to not he wooed by Caesar's calm hands around her. "Stop, you lost, I don't want to go again." Jolssa said to him, giggling. "I mean, the Empire wants to do all of it when they take sections of Skyrim, Ulfric wants all regions then, order is the next thing for him, If he promises that." Caesar said, kissing Jolssa on the neck, moving his hands to her waist. "Then do what you need to do and stop trying to get me to beat you again." Jolssa said, standing up, putting on her clothes.
"You want to stop me? like you always do?" Jolssa said, buttoning her cloths slowly. "It's tempting, since your body has a natural curve...really tempting." Caesar said, eyeing the flirting Jolssa. "If you have to go do something..." Jolssa managed to say before Jaarn walked in, looking at Jolssa. "Oh shit!" Jaarn said covering his view of Jolssa, walking away from the door. "Sorry about that..." Jaarn said before Aeryf walked in, looking at the embarrrassed Jolssa, trying to cover her shape from both of them. "Did I walk into something?" Aeryf said Jolsssa,comparing Jolssa's shape to hers. "No, just Jolssa tempting me." Caesar said, trying to not anger Aeryf. "Tempting, eh?" Aeryf said, before she walked out, grabbing Jaarn, who was tempted to look at Jolssa, all the while receiving a frown from her, who rushed to clothe herself.
"Sorry, for that, should of checked the door.." Jolsa said, with a angry Caesar walking out. Jaarn and Aeryf stumbled out of the stairway to buy drinks, who were already semi drunk. "Give me a hard ale, I need time to think." Caesar said to the attractive female Nord, who smiled at Caesar wanting to talk to him. "So your the famous hunter everyone talks about, not much to look at, asides from your beard." She said to him, flirting with him. "And you don't have much to look at asides from your breasts and behind." Caesar snapped at her. "Well, your irritated, for what I assume? The lack of your lover upstairs, or looking at me?" The bartender said to him, giving him his ale, staring at him. "I'm irritated at the fact that I don't know who to choose." Caesar said to her, drinking half of his ale. "You don't want to choose Ulfric?" She said to him, revealing a few bracelets.
"I do, its just the Empire wants order first, then faith, Ulfric wants its the other way around." Caesar said, looking at her. "Your name, if you don't mind me asking." Caesar then said. "Berari, I already know yours from the passing merchants." Berari said to him. "Say, I end my shift right now, would you want to tell me a bit more?" she said to him, taking off her apron, reveaing her breasts size to him. "...sure..." Caesar said, receving a scoff from Berari. "You wish." She said, opening the door. "So, tell me, what is going on?" Berari said, looking out to the bright blue sky. "Well, I don't know if Ulfric will keep to his promise, which is restore order and help the other races after the war is won, if Ulfric is even the winner." Caesar said to her, looking at her apparel. "You're still staring at me?" Berari said to him, holding her hand to his face. "I'm up here, not down below." Berari said, letting go of him.
"...Anyway, back to whats important, I'm stuck between those two options, which are just helping one side, or keeping out of the war, and even then, I have to deal with my woman, which is a vampire, and the affairs of my camp." Caesar said, looking at another poor Dunmer. "So thats why Tegif got startled at her." Berari said, looking at Caesar and his structure. "Yeah, long story short, I catched her and now I have her as a lover." Caesar said laughing at the concept. "I'm stuck between the war effort somewhat, I believe Ulfric is doing good, while the Empire does good in their own view, but both will fight until the end." Berari said, stopping to wave at another female Nord. "Just choose who you think is better, but choosing The Empire would cause you to never see me again, so..yeah." Berari said, pulling back her hair. Caesar and Berari stopped walking as soon as they reached the wall, looking out at the Skyrim landscape.
"So..I suppose you need some time alone now." Berari said, walking away. "No I would actually prefer you, since your mostly kind than the women in the camp." Caesar said, sighing. "Oh really?" Berari said, walking back to his side. "You like me or is it something else you want?" Berari said, looking at Caesar's reaction. "No, its just the fact that I need some company asides from my men." Caesar said to her, trying to not sound desperate. After a few seconds of staring out at the cold frosty hills and mountains, Caesar finally said something. "So you like your life here?" Caesar said to her. "Somewhat, I'm not really used to the closed city life, I've been trying to get married and settle down, but Nords want a women who is good at the home." Berari said to him. "You want to adventure out?" Caesar said to her, hinting at the camp. "Well, if you'll let me, sure. I'm a good healer, despite magic being thought as evil from us Nords." Berari said, pulling a healing spell. "Good to have you, we'll need you." Caesar said smiling.
==Chapter 6: The Temptation==
Caesar looked at both Jolssa and Berari as they talked to each other, a day had gone by and Caesar was still confused of what to choose, yet he knew that if choosing the Empire, he would be thought as a traitor by many. Caesar looked at both Jolssa and Berari, both of them were attractive, kind, and suitable. The only thing they had in difference was height and vampirism, Berari was slightly taller than Jolssa, and Jolssa had darker brown hair, with Berari having lighter brown. Berari wasn't a vampire as Caesar could tell, her skin tone was darker, tanned almost, Jolssa was pale from her vampirism. yet Berari was interesting for Caesar, not from her "traits" but by her fascination by the magic arts, while Jolssa was more sword based. Jaarn sat down next to Caesar and looked at what he was looking at.
"Another two girl issue?" Jarn said smiling. "Not entirely, it's just both of them are interesting to me." Caesar said, looking to Jaarn. "You're with Aeryf now?" Caesar said, looking at the drunk. "Yeah, but shes been acting strange lately, even since she saw Jolssa, shes been trying to eat less. Maybe Jolssa must of scared her at how thin she was, plus being with you." Jaarn said. "Thin but not without her traits." Caesar said smirking. "Ah shut it, just choose who you want, blah blah." Jaarn said laughing as he walked away.
Caesar then looked at Aeryf who was motioning to him. "Yeah?" Caesar said as he walked up to her. "Well, you brought another woman to the camp, going to turn on them for another girl?" Aeryf said, snapping at him. "I...don't understand what you mean." Caesar said, ashamed. "You're looking at Berari already." Aeryf said, in her whisper. "It's not that big of a deal between me and Jolssa anyway." Caesar whispered, regretting it. "Not a big deal!? You had sex with her, if that doesn't mean anything I might as well go tell her right now." Aeryf said, starting to walk off. "Wait." Caesar said, grabbing her arm. "It's just that I'm love struck right now, I have alot on my mind and I guess this is my way of dealing with the affairs of this camp." Caesar said with a sigh. "By getting women mad at you?" Aeryf questioned him, hoping for a wrong answer. "No! It's just many people we just happen to recruit are attractive, which Berari and Jolssa are." Caesar said to her. Aeryf paused looked at Caesar. "More attractive than me?" Aeryf asked him, looking for any emotion behind the answer. "You want the truth?" Caesar asked her, in which she nodded.
"Yes." Caesar said with a gasp, preparing for a slap across the face, instead receving a kiss on the cheek from Aeryf. "At least your honest, but stick true to Jolssa, no matter how attractive Berari is, even if she has better body than Jolssa." Aeryf said, walking over to Jaarn, who was looking out in the night sky watching the clouds.
"See you tomorrow Jolssa." Berari managed to say before Caesar bumped into her. "Sorry..." Caesar said, trying not to eye Berari in the face. "What's wrong? I know that face." Berari asked him, looking deeper into his expression. "You are the problem, your looks and features drive me crazy.." Caesar blankly said, hoping to get Berari mad. "Let's talk away from Jolssa's earshot." Berari said, walking a few feet away the camp and near the docks. "Look, many men have already said that to me, And I know why, you men just want my body, not me." Berari said, pulling back her hair. "I don't want JUST your body, every man may think like that, but we want women who can supply us our desires and needs, alongside looks and helpfullness. I may sound like a scholar talking about how men get triggered by sexy women, but I'm just saying the truth, I find you attractive and fascinating of how you like the magic arts, how your tanned, beautiful, and tall, and how you treat the men here, kind and loving. I have been tempted many times, but thats not just because of looks, its what the women have to offer asides from looks." Caesar finally managed to say, looking at Berari.
"You think differently then other men, thats for sure.." Berari said putting her hand on Caesar's neck. "I don't want to do anything further than kisses until I set my mind straight, I have until tomorrow morning to decide if Ulfric if my choice." Caesar said, looking at Berari proudly. "Then all the while you can let me kiss you." Berari said, kissing Caesar on his cheek, while Caesar stood, thinking. After a few seconds Jolssa came shocked at what was happening. "What the hell are you doing to him Berari." Jolssa said, awkwardly staring at her kissing Caesar's cheek. "He needed some thinking with me, and I guess he needs to decide on the war effort and he chose me." Berari said, stopping. Caesar looked back at the irritated Jolssa. "Damn it.." Caesar said, standing up and trying to hold Jolssa's hand. "No, don't, not until you can keep your distance from her." Jolssa said, slapping Caesar across the face, walking away angrily. "Well shit." Berari said, walking away.
Caesar walked to his tent to find Jolssa sleeping, he lied down next to her and held her close to him, which Jolssa opened her eyes and retaliated, hitting Caesar. "Damn it!" Jolssa said, standing up. "agh, what the fuck." Caesar said, holding his nose to not bleed. "Don't get near me until your mind is satifsfied with who you want, you cheater." Jolssa said, pushing Caesar out. Jaarn saw the hunter fall out of his tent and laugh. "You trying to get back with Jolssa and get to Berari at the same time is pointless, yet funny." Jaarn said, drinking his ale, nearly topping over on his side. "I wish I was you sometimes, you have only Aeryf, and your not easily attracted to women." Caesar said, standing up. "I am attracted to women, it's just Aeryf." Jaarn said, dropping his ale amongst the snowy floor. "Why do I have to be so attracted to women.." Caesar said, sitting next to Jaarn. "You're famous, plus you're dragonborn, and a supporter of Skyrim, whats not tempting about that."Jaarn said, picking back up his ale.
Caesar looked at the returning Berari and her breasts. "I mean look at those, then look at the rest of her, then what she has to offer to us." Caesar said to Jaarn. "Us or YOU?" Jaarn said to him, smirking. "I mean they're both tempting no doubt, but who do I want more?" Caesar said to Jaarn, who was already leaving to go to sleep. "As I said, blah blah." Jaarn said walking away waving his ale. Berari sat next to him, causing the camp to go silent. "Well.." Berari started. "I don't think me and Jolssa can do this for any longer." Caesar said to her, putting his head on her shoulder. "I'm not the man here, pick your head up." Berari yelled, picking up his head and scooting away."Sorry about that, I'm just love-struck by both of you." Caesar told her, looking at the stars. "If you really want me, then prove it, I can wait, but for how long is your question." Berari then told him, standing up and walking to her tent. "What wouldn't I do for both of them." Caesar whispered to himself still eyeing Berari.
Caesar woke up shivering from the cold weather as Jolssa stared at him, smirking. "Finally learned your lesson?"  "What time is it?" Caesar told her. "Early morning why?" Jolssa asked him, worried. "Ulfric needs my say now." Caesar said, standing up. "Well, tell me if you learned my lesson." Jolssa stopped him, angry at what happened yesterday. "Yes, sure I REALLY need to go." Caesar said, running to the Palace. "At least he said a answer." Jolssa said, scoffing walking off. Caesar ran across the poor and the rich who seemed to be in his way, as he finally made it to the Palace. "Jarl Ulrfic! Sorry for my wasted time, took me a while to shake off the cold." Caesar said bowing. "A Nord like you shivering? Maybe we need to train you." Galmar said, in his bear skin. "Very well, Caesar, what is your choice, with me or the Empire?" Ulfric said, waiting for the response. The entire hall fell silent at the answer, filled with many of Caesar's soldiers, including Jolssa and Berari. Caesar tried to mouth his answer but still thought about the Empire.
"...I choose you." Caesar said, wondering what the future would bring. "Well done, I bless you with your new allegiance." Ulfric said, moving his sword to Caesar's shoulders side by side.
"Thank you, Jarl." Caesar said standing up. "Don't thank me yet, you have work to do now, my men are stretched thin from the war effort, we need you to travel to Whiterun, and convince Balgruuf to join us, and take this axe, he'll know what it'll mean." Ulfric said, giving a steel axe to Caesar. "Of course." Caesar said, motioning for his soldiers to pile out. Men from both the city and the camp piled out of the palace, going back to their business. "So, are we going now?" Jolssa asked Caesar, still eyeing him for his reaction from Berari. "I'm sorry for all of that, but I can't tell you who I choose yet." Caesar said to her. "Fine, and I can't tell you if I still love you yet." Jolssa walked off irritated. Caesar sighed and walked off to Berari who looked at him with a bit of irritation as well.
"You're irritated to?" Caesar asked her. "No I'm just nervous now that I'm actually going with you to Whiterun, I might get more men on me." she told him, trying to walk. "You're hurt?" Caesar asked her. "Somewhat, I have a gash on my leg mainly due to Jaarn, I got cut with a stray sword from Jaarn's smithy, poor fellow wanted to comfort me." Berari said, revealing her large gash. "You need some healing for that, you've tried spells?" Caesar asked her. "Yeah but Jaarn said the sword is magic reflected, meaning I can't use magic to heal this." "I could heal it.." Caesar said to her, awkwardly walking. "If you want, but don't get any ideas." Berari said to him, smirking at him, walking away, with a eye from the other men. Caesar turned around. "Okay men, we all don't need to look at the same woman." Caesar said, recieving a few mumbles from his soldiers.
Hours of work, packing and checking, the camp was nearly ready to go as Caesar heard a scream from a tent that still remained up. "Isn't that Berari's tent?" Caesar asked a few of the men, many of them nodded and raised their weapons. Running to the tent, Caesar could hear a short cry. As Caesar and a few of men stumbled in, they saw Berari bleeding from her wound, looking at the nearby Jolssa. "She did it!" Berari yelled, as a few of the men went past Caesar. "Wait, why would Jolssa do it?" Caesar asked her, the men stopping to react. "She's a blood sucking idiot!" Berari yelled, trying to stand up, failing. "Don't even bother Berari, you know your lying, you always have, after all those adventures you had." Jolssa said, looking to Caesar. "You know her?" Caesar said, looking at Berari.
"Thalmor agent, sent here to kill Ulfric, I can tell you how I know." Jolssa said sitting down, preparing to talk. "She was there at Highrock when I was kicked out of my home, she took me to the tavern to talk to Tovaus. After he bit me, he would take me to his house and lock me there in chains and bring Berari to me, then she could execute me for "hiding" my vampirism. I saw her as the guard came in, she walked away, trying to not get associated with Tovaus or his death, and she saw my face, I knew I had to leave Highrock at that point." Jolssa said, staring at the sobbing Berari.
"She's lying! She has her Thalmor letter in her cave back at Falkreath!" Berari said before getting knocked out by Jolssa. "Who are you going to choose? Her or me?" Jolssa said to him hissing. "Her." Caesar said, getting attacked by Jolssa. Caesar pushed her off, and slashed at her leg, crippling Jolssa. "Damn you! She's lying!" Jolssa said as Caesar walked out. "Keep both of them away from each other, don't do anything to them." Caesar said to the men, who nodded, grabbing Jolssa, who didn't fight back and Berari, who was knocked out cold. "I swear to the nine, you won't find anything there!" Jolssa screamed to Caesar, who walked off getting his horse.
"Jaarn!" Caesar called out for the smith. "You're in charge, take the camp to Whiterun, I'm heading to the vampire's den to see if Berari is right." Caesar said to Jaarn. "Maybe she isn't." Jaarn said. "Maybe she is or isn't I still have to go to see the truth." Caesar said atop his horse, running to Falkreath. Jaarn sighed and saw the group of men who bid farewell to Caesar, now look at him. "Well you heard him! Get to work!" Jaarn yelled, moving to his smith to pack. Men ran off doing what work they had left, trying to not anger Jaarn.
==Chapter 7: The Truth==
Caesar rode hard for three days, wondering about either Jolssa or Berari and their cases. Berari doesn't hate the Empire enough to employ herself as Thalmor, yet Jolssa doesn't care for the war, giving Caesar more reason to find Jolssa guilty. As Caesar passed Riverwood, he knew he would have to pass the burned down Helgen and its bandits. Caesar looked at the nearby gate to Helgen, which was still standing, a few bandits in place to force people to give them money as a toll. "You there! Stop." A male dunmer said, pulling his sword. Caesar dropped on the floor and greeted the bandit, not to anger him. "I'm not looking for trouble." Caesar said to the duner, who was shocked at how he was treated. "You want to pass? Give us your horse." The bandit said, smirking at the horse. "Fine." Caesar said giving the reins to the bandit. The Bandit was shocked and hesitated to take the reins. "Well...uh go on." Caesar walked pass the opening gate, being watched by multiple bandits and brigands, who saw his golden arrows and bow, getting uneasy and Caesar stopped in the middle of town.
"Oi, what are you doing?" a Bosmer bandit said, looking young enough to barely grow any facial hair. "I can't take a nice walk through the town?" Caesar said pushing the Bosmer back, gathering more bandits. "You're gonna regret that." The bandits said, surrounding him. "Will I?" Caesar said drawing his bow and hitting the bosmer in the face. The bandits stood uneasy but retaliated as Caesar ran. Continuous arrow fire aimed at him, hitting him in his leg, with him dropping to the floor. "Well now, guess who looks stupid." A Nord barbarian said pulling his war hammer to crush Caesar's skull. Before the Nord could hit Caesar a arrow hit the man in the chest, causing him to drop to the floor, trying to pull out the arrow. Caesar rose and saw Aeryf in the distance, shooting down more bandits as they drew near her.
"I'm gonna love having you in my bed tonight Nord!" A Redguard said, laughing as he neared closer to Aeryf. Aeryf slappd the redguard in which he retaliated in a sword strike to her arm, causing her to draw a arrow and hitting the redguard. "You wish you could have me. " Aeryf said to the bleeding Redguard who fell on the floor gasping for anymore life in him. Caesar pulled his sword, slashing and hacking at the nearby enemies running to Aeryf, many of them being hit by both Caesar and Aeryf. "Retreat!" The Leader said running to the tower, blocking arrow fire from both of them. The remaining bandits fleed, many of them leaving their brethren alone, to be killed.
"Thank you for helping me, but how did you get here?" Caesar said to Aeryf, taking his arrows from the fallen bandits. "I knew Jaarn would ask me to go with you. So I went and followed you on my own horse, worried about you, not because of the feeling I may or may not have for you, mainly because your the leader." Aeryf said, checking her bow.
"Your horse isn't that far, should we go get it?" Aeryf said, looking at the horse. "Yours?" Caesar asked her. "Killed by wolves, I had to walk past Riverwood." Aeryf said, ready to move. Caesar and Aeryf ran to the horse affronted by the Dunmer who took the horse. "Wait, don't kill me." The Dunmer said as Aeryf readied her bow. "Why shouldn't we?" Caesar said grabbing the horse. "Because I can help you!" The Dunmer said, trying to not die. "How?" Aeryf yelled at him, ready to release. "where do you need to go? I'll take you if you spare me!" The Dunmer said. "Fine, but don't get any ideas with the both of us." Caesar said, pulling him up and getting on the horse, with Aeyf and the Dunmer. "You can take us to the vampire's cave near here?" Caesar asked him, receving a nod from him.
"Then tell us."Caesar said receving insturctions from the Dunmer who was uneasy as he sat on the back of the horse. "It should be near here." The Dunmer said, eyeing a mountain. "It's right here." Caesar said moving towards the cavern, with trails of blood coming from it. "We're all going in." Caesar said, readying his bow,  Aeryf doing the same, the Dunmer hesitating as he pulled his sword. "We can't just leave you here, you might take off, take the lead." Caesar said to him, pushing him forward. "Name, Dunmer." Caesar asked him, trying to not get him calm. "Shadon." Shadon said to Caesar. "Well, keep calm and don't die, they don't know we're here yet." Caesar said as the trio moved further in, hearing the hissing and whispering of vampires. "We need a plan, come up with ideas." Caesar said, grabbing his bow. "We should charge in swords prep'd. "Shadon said smirking. "Do you want us to die first so you can leave?" Aeryf said slapping him acros the head. "We can flank them Caesar, you know how we did that back then." Aeryf said, smiling at him. "That's not actually bad Aeryf, we'll need to teach him, but I'm sure he'll get it."
Caesar said moving out in the darkness. Aeryf took her position as she told Shadon where to go. Caesar rose his finger to count to three, at three they would take down the two vampires sitting near the fire, the third person as a extra unit. "I wish some ba-" A male Altmer vampire said before getting his throat cut by Shadon. "Where did h-" Another Altmer said, being shot twice by Aeryf and Caesar. "We can move now." Caesar said taking his arrows from the dead vampires. "We need to move and hurry, the sooner we can find the note, the sooner we can leave." Caesar said seeing another vampire walk over, shooting him. A few hisses emeraged as she vampire died, causing four vampires to attack Caesar, with Aeryf shooting them, and Shadon slashing at them.
"That was close, we can't let that happen again." Caesar said feeling his neck for a vampire bite. "You have it?" Aeryf said, pulling a potion out. "Yeah, give me the potion." Caesar said, receiving a potion, getting a frown from Shadon. "Lets go." Caesar said drinking the red potion, feeling better. They ventured further, seeing many vampires, going past them and finally at the end of the Cavern by the whispers of the vampires. "Look, someone is there." Aeryf said to Caesar as he neared closer to a table. "Berari.." The Dunmer vampire said. "Tovaus?" Caesar said, standing up from the shadows.
"Who's there?" Tovaus said, turning around looking at Caesar. "It's me, Caesar, a friend of Berari." Caesar said, receving a smile from Tovaus. "You know her?" Tovaus said unsheathing his sword. "I do you don't happen to know a Jolssa either do you?" Caesar asked him. "That Breton bitch that worships Talos?" Tovaus said, smirking. "Yeah...I need a letter from her, or Berari if It's still here." Caesar said, looking around. Tovaus unsheathed his sword. "For what? One of them told me to protect their secret until I die, and even if I do, you might not leave here alive!" Tovaus said, hissing, hearing the steps of the vampires behind him.
"You want to play like that? Shadon come here." Caesar said unsheathing his sword. Shadon came from the shadows fighting against Tovaus, countering against his attacks with Caesar and Aeryf hitting and killing vampires who ran to fight them. "You may need to help him, he looks tired already." Aeryf said hitting the last vampire. "Shadon, switch places, watch out for any more, Aeryf come with me." Caesar said replacing Shadons place and helping Aeryf fight Tovaus. "You're not tired?" Caesar said hitting Tovaus in the arm. "Oh now you've got me mad." Tovaus said shooting a fireball at Aeryf, hitting her back. "NO!" Caesar said hitting Tovaus in the head with his hilt, and slashing his legs. "What are you going to do now Nord?" Tovaus said laughing at Caesar.
Caesar grabbed Tovaus and tied him up, with any spare rope from the bloody floor. "This." Caesar said, wrapping it around Tovaus, who fought back hissing at him. "No, don't!" Tovaus yelled, trying to bite Caesar. After sucessfuly tying Tovaus Caesar ran over to Aeryf, who barely rose her chest, gave a sign of relief to Caesar. "Shadon, get Tovaus and let's go." Caesar said carrying Aeryf to the exit. "Wait, how are we gonna carry her AND the vampire?" Shadon said, trying to move as fast as possible to not get bit. "I don't know, is there another horse in Helgen?" Caesar asked him. "Yeah but most of them are weak, the only few strong ones are near the keep, with most of the hunters." Shadon said, holding the notes giving them to Caesar. "Thank you, lets just ride to Helgen and have our problem there instead of here." Caesar said getting on the horse holding Aeryf into place.
Caesar held Tovaus at the end of the horse, smirking as he knew Tovaus would fall. "You won't be smiling as the sun rises, then we'll be in trouble." Tovaus said awaiting the sun to come out from the night sky. "Well, thank you for reminding me." Caesar said as he covering Tovaus in any part of his bare skin. "We're going somewhere you'll not like." Caesar said to him trying to squeeze in. After sucessfully doing so (With Tovaus making it hard) Caesar ran off to the fort to see several horses let loose. Shadon grabbed a stray brown horse and put Tovaus behind it, next to him. "I'll take Tovaus, just don't stop for very long, I don't to drop him off." Shadon said grabbing the reins and following Caesar back to Windhelm.
After four days of riding, they finally made it back to the camp, with Tovaus literally blood thirsty, clawing at his rope to get at Shadon. "You'll never get me to talk! I want HIM." Tovaus said, moving towards the nervous Shadon. "We're here, don't panic." Caesar said to Shadon. In the distance Jaarn did as much as he could before he saw Caesar, who was bloodshocked and weary. "Feed him some raw meat and let me and Aeryf rest." Caesar said nearly falling off of his horse, with Aeryf behind him. Tovaus looked at the collections of Nords as he smirked trying to scare them.
After a few hours of rest, Caesar rose to read the notes and bring Jolssa or Berari to justice. "Jaarn, Aeryf." Caesar said, calling both of them in. I want both of you to be here as I read these." Caesar said. "Sure, if it helps who's telling the truth." Jaarn said, receving a nod from Aeryf. I'll read it out loud, is anyone around?" Caesar said to either one of them. "No, they're watching Tovaus or eating." Aeryf said to him, waiting for the answer. Caesar opened the letter, revealing the titles.
"We hereby let Jolssa Julala into the ranks of the Thalmor alongside another new associate, Berari the Wise..." Caesar stopping. "Keep going." Aeryf said. "These new associates are to be in Highrock until further orders, we want them to take down the Talos worshipping Bretons who are disloyal to the Isles and their treaty." Caesar said pulling the next note. "Both of these associates after several "events" are to be seperated, and Jolssa Julala is to be moved in Skyrim after contracting vampirism from a "unknown" force. Berari is to be moved to Skyrim in Windhelm to get close to Ulfric and know his secrets. Both of them will not meet until their duties are done." Caesar said pushing his chair out. "Wait!" Jaarn said trying to calm down Caesar.
"Move!" Caesar said, looking at the guard, who moved hastefully. "Both of you are liars, blaming each other for your stupidity!" Caesar yelling to them, their faces looking in horror. "So you kno-" Berari managed to say. "Shut up, Thalmor traitor, you're a disgrace to our kin!" Caesar yelled at her. "And YOU!" Caesar looked at Jolssa. "I swear to Talos, oh wait I can't say that in front of you both anymore, I guess the "Eight" will give me the strength to not hurt you two." Caesar said, calming down. "I had sex with a Thalmor Breton...great, were you going to kill me after I told you who I worshipped the most?" Caesar said to Jolssa. "You're both traitors, but I can't bring myself to do anything, I may be mad as hell, but I'm keeping you as traitors until my mind clears out from your stupidity!" Caesar yelled walking out. 
==Chapter 8: Battles and Affairs==
"Whiterun, now." A Stormcloak said walking off. "We're ready? Caesar asked Jaarn. "Yes, we're moving out right now." Jaarn said to Caesar in the tavern. "Now that women are out of the way for me, I'll have more time to hang out with you Jaarn." Caesar said drinking his ale. "I guess, that now means you can focus on your old friends." Jaarn said standing up to stretch. "Let's go, I don't want to stay here for long, the memories will start coming back." Jaarn said helping Caesar stand up. Caesar and Jaarn walked off and got atop their horss seeing the caravan in sight.
"You don't happen to have anything to do, do you?" Caesa asked Jaarn a few hours into the trip in the bright daylight. "Not really, I pretty much heal and smith, the usual that you know." Jaarn said looking at the nearby woods along the road. "you want me to train you in hunting or swordfighting?" Caesar asked him. "If you want, that would be helpful, thanks. Jaarn said looking out to Aeryf. "You don't think of your future with her?" Caesar asked him. "You know I was never one for romance, she's nice enough to wait for me for some time, I need your help." Jaarn said, looking ashamed.
"It's fine to ask another man for romance advice, anyway, hunt with her, she'll love that." Caesar said, giving Jaarn a bow and arrows. "I'll tell the caravan to set up a bit so we can hunt." Caesar said riding his horse to the front of the camp. "Men! Now is the time to do a free day, do what you want! Hunting, sword-fighting, magic, whatever you want for this day!" Caesar yelled to the men, who cheered as they ran off grabbing their bows and swords. "Well shit." Jaarn said smirking and pulling Caesar off his horse. "You're that eager to hunt with me?" Caesar said standing up. "You volunteered to." Jaarn said moving to the bushes. Caesar followed, seeing Jolssa and Berari get untied but watched. 
"You're gonna hunt with me or what?" Jaarn said looking at what Caesar saw. "Yeah." Caesar said moving with Jaarn spotting a deer. "Lower your arrow arm, your going to get hit by the string." Caesar whispered to Jaarn. Jaarn released his arrow hitting the deer in the chest, running around to not die. "Good job, you'll need more practice to be a decent archer." Caesar said to him looking at the dying deer. "Should I just end it already?" Jaarn said, unsure of what to do. "Yes and thank the nine for the deer, we're going to fight a war soon, and all of Skyrim will see my allegiance." Caesar said walking off letting Jaarn do his work. "Wait you won't help me?" he asked him. "I have stuff to do, I need to practice my swordfighting as well." Caesar said. "And what about me?" Jaarn asked him.
"I'll practice with you later, I'm not perfect you know." Caesar said grabbing a sword. Caesar practiced while Jaarn skiined the deer with Aeryf's help, who tried to not move much for her burns were healing. "Done already?" Caesar asked the fencing soldier. "Well, it's just your sword and your movement." the soldier said, tired of Caesar's grace with his sword. "Come on, show some passion at least." Caesar yelled, knocking the sword out of the man's arms. "Go with Jaarn already, the man looks tired of waiting." the soldier said picking his sword up from the stones placed on the floor of the road. "Jaarn, you want me to take you hunting?" Caesar asked him. "No, I'm going to go with Aeryf, thanks anyway." Jaarn said, grabbing arrows as Aeryf walked off, trying to not flinch at the pain.
"I'll try to not be harsh on her, she's the one I'm learning from." Jaarn said walking off, winking at Caesar. "Well at least he's happy." Caesar said to himself, looking at Berari approach him. "You-" Berari said before Caesar bursted. "No, don't tell me anything, I'm thinkong of what I should do with you two." Caesar said, with Berari walking closer to him, a few inches from his face. "I want to say I'm sorry for what I've done." Berari said, putting her finger at Caesar's chest. "I'm not going to be seduced into trusting you again." Caesar said pushing Berari away. "Come on, I'm sorry for what I've done, I'm sure Jolssa is too." Berari said, not trying to anger Caesar. "If you both are sorry, swear oaths to never serve the Empire or the Thalmor again, and help Ulfric take the throne." Caesar told Berari, who seemed shocked. "I'm not against ulfric, just his idea, but your the leader, and I'll never serve the Empire anymore, or it's other allies." Berari said bowing. "Now go, I'll tell my men to no longer untie you, find me Jolssa, and maybe I'll think of letting you both stay with us." Caesar said grabbing a arrow and hitting the red target.
"Jaarn, be careful." Aeryf said, getting behind Jaarn. "There's one ahead, should we flank it?" Jaarn whispered to Aeryf, moving ahead. "Yeah, maybe if you hit it, then we won't have to travel far to skin it." Aeryf said smiling at Jaarn as she teased him. "You don't mind Berari or Jolssa?" Jaarn asked her, still looking at the deer. "Not really, it just seems weird how Caesar can find love between both of them, they're traitors to Skyrim, even if Jolssa isn't a Nord." Aeryf said reading her bow. "Don't mess this up." Jaarn said smirking as he readied his shot. "Oh shut up and learn from the huntress." Aeryf said releasing her shot, which struck not a deer, but a man. "What the hell?" Jaarn said as he released his shot, hitting the deer, which fell atop the man. "Well, I guess I win." Jaarn joked as he ran to the man. "Are you all right?" Aeryf said to the man, which looked pale, but not dead. "I'm...fine." The man said, pushing the deer off of him, without a struggle. "How did you...?" Jaarn asked the man, who looked at both of them with a normal face. "It's a trait passed down from my family, giving us slightly stronger strength than a average man." The man said, removing the arrow from his thigh. "It's not a bad trait, it has its flaws, but allow me to name myself."
"I am the Imperal, Castus Imperus." Castus said proudly. "Well, do you want to talk to our leader?" Aeryf said, looking at Castus muscles. "Sure my lady." Castus said bowing and kissing her hand. Aeryf giggled and was flattered to be further admired as Castus smooth talked her, nearing the makeshift camp. "Well we're here." Jaarn said eyeing Castus. "Well, what does he look like?" Castus asked the both of them. "A man covered in scale and furs." Aeryf said, smiling at Castus. Castus walked off, leaving Jaarn to scowl Aeryf. "What? he's a man of structure." Aeryf said, kissing Jaarn on the cheek to not make him angry. "Well fine, if it's not a big thing, just lets go get the deer that we left back there." Jaarn said, making Aeryf snap back into reality. "We left it? Let's go then." Aeryf said, racing Jaarn to the deer.
You're the leader? Castus said to Caesar. "Yeah? you don't look like one of my men." Caesar said reading his bow. "I'm not, a Nord with reddish hair shot me with a bow, and I took it out." Castus said, waiting for Caesar to render it in his head. "Aeryf shot you?" Caesar said, unsure of how to go about this. "Yeah, the lovely Aeryf." Castus said. "Well what do you want? Join us?" Caesar said, releasing his arrow. "Well, I don't want to be out here, I've heard of your allegiance." Castus said, grabbing a bow. "Whiterun is prepared for my arrival?" Caesar asked putting the bow down. "Yeah, they're prepared with soldiers and Imperials, they're waiting for a assault by the Stormcloaks. You if I'm right." Castus said. "Men!" Caesar yelled to any nearby soldiers. "We march on Whiterun, they wait for us, and we shouldn't wait for them!" Caesar yelled getting atop his horse looking at Castus. "Get moving, we'll need everyone here to move hard." Caesar said moving forward.
Men yelled as the caravan was moving, many of them laughing as the neared closer to Whiterun, who was a few turns from them. "What the hell is that." Caesar said looking at the bridge. "Caesar of Windhelm!" A High Elf said, blocking the road with other agents. "Jolssa, Berari!" Jaarn yelled, watching both of them in awe. "Well, I never thought this day would come." Jolssa said, pulling her sword. "What?" Caesar asked her. "They're here to kill all of us, we defected from the Thalmor since of our disloyalty." Jolssa said eyeing the High elf. "Well, if you can call it that, yes." The High Elf said as he charged forward with his line of soldiers. "Charge until they break!" Caesar yelled ramming his horse into a line, giving way for other soldiers from the camp to wedge through and break the line. "Do not let these Talos worshippers be victorious!" the High Elf managed to say, as he began to be surrounded. "Kill them all!" Caesar yelled over the sounds of clashing swords.
"Enough!" The High Elf said, who fell to the floor, bleeding from the arrows and slashes he sustained. "Kill me and march to Whiterun and take your prize." the Elf said, who coughed out blood looking at the Nords. Caesar raised his sword and swung down, chopping the Elf's head off, watching it roll off the bridge. "Let's go." Caesar said, walking forward on foot as his steed was wounded. "Caesar, we don't have the men to assault the city." Jaarn said to the confidant Nord. "We don 't need to assault it, we just need to group with Galmar and his small band, then we'll siege the city and charge forward." Caesar said seeing the weary Galmar and his group in the distance. "Galmar!" Caesar said waving to him, who then looked at the walls and the stationary trebuchet. "This giant is going to fling flaming rocks at the palace?" Caesar said, looking at the massive machine. "Yes, we've already done much damage to the city, I'm sure we've weaken the fools as much as we can, all we need now is to charge." Galmar said raising his battleaxe.
"We do this for Skyrim, and for Ulfric, and for our men and women for gave their lives fighting this war! For Skyrim!" Galmar said as he charged forward with Caesar at his side. Whiterun guards readied themselves as they saw Caesar amongst their ranks. "Archers! Fire!" A Legionare said, yelling amongst the war cries of the Nords. "Second legion, Ready!" the Legionare said again, looking at the next line. "Nex-" The Legionare said before getting shot in the chest by Caesar. "Men! use ranged to your advantage, we don't need to swordfight out way trhough." Caesar said pulling his arrows out of his quiver and shooting amongst the other archers.
As Caesar neared closer to the gate way into Whiterun, Caesar could see a guard pulling a lever raising the gate. "Scouts, flank the gates, climb to it or around it, just get that gate open!" Caesar yelled clashing with a Whiterun guard. Aeryf shot the man in the back of the head, giving Caesar more room to practice his shout. Caesar raised his head and shouted, pushing back guards and legionares who where shocked of what happened. "Dragonborn!" A Whiterun guard said running away. "Kill him!" A legionare said, holding the gate. Caesar shoutd again, sending most of the coldiers below the water where the bridge was, trapping them and giving Aeryf a chance to kill the gatemaster. "Well hello Nord, you want to open the bridge into Whiterun?" The guard said, smirking as he countered Aeryf's hits and attacks. Jaarn ran to Aeryf and pushed the guard into the ditch. Aeryf opened the gate as Jaarn took care of her as he countered guards attacks. "Retreat!" A officer said running back into the city, afraid of the outcome.
"We did it, now lets push forward." Berari said to Jolssa. "Caesar, lets go!" Jolssa said to him, receving a nod and charging in. Inside Whiterun, many of the buildings were barricaded and damaged, but were still ready to withstand a invasion of their homes. "Do not let them cross the market!" Another weary tired soldier said, running to the market. "Damn it Galmar, you blocked the fastest way into the palace!" Caesar said looking at a turn into the entrance, which lead to the homes of many. "We can fight through all of them, can't we?" Galmar said, laughing and killing a legionare who ran away. Caesar charged forward with Jaarn and Aeryf who took down as many soldiers along the buildings. A buff legionare pushed Caesar into the barricaded tarvern, breaking the door and dropping himself into tavern floor. "Oh gods!" A attractive Nord said. "Well hello." Caesar managed to smile and say before the legionare grabbed his feet and threw him to Jaarn. "Shit, Jolssa!" Caesar said as the legionare pushed Aeryf down. 
Jolssa ran forth and hit the legionare in the chest, who smirked and grabbed Jolssa and stabbed her in the chest with his sword, and pushed her off his blade. "Jolssa!!" Caesar said rising and hitting the legionare in the face. The legionare flinched and retaliated as he whacked Caesar in the head with his shield, knocking him out.
Caesar woke up, hearing cries of agony and pain as Galmar picked him up and sent him to the tavern to be cared for. "Galmar...?" Caesar said looking at the old Nord. "We won, that's all that matters." Galmar said putting him down in front of a priest. "He'll live?" Caesar could hear Aeryf's voice. "He'll be fine, just close to death as many of these soldiers are." The priest said closing Caesar's eyes to relax. "Jolssa and Berari?" Caesa asked anyone, with his eyes closed. "Not sure of where they are, some say they were heading to Dragonsreach, I last saw them when you got knocked out." Jaarn said, looking at the misery he saw. "What happened anyway.." Caesar said. "Well Aeryf here tried to kill the legionnaire but failed, so I stepped in and killed him, the rest of your forces moved to Dragonsreach where Jarl Balgruuf surrendered, after the battle, we tried to find as many as the wounded we could, but we couldn't find Jolssa or Berari." Galmar said, looking at the bloody Caesar.
"That's good, at least. How many did we lose?" Caesar said to Jaarn. "About thirty, most of them were rookies, but they were still lives we lost." Jaarn said quietly. Caesar rose and flinched at the pain he took. "Castus?" Caesar asked. "Here, fortunately." Castus said looking at Caesar try to stand up. "Galmar what is next for us?" Caesar said to the man. "Well, Falkreath is next, take your time to gather your men and move out, I'll be there soon." Galmar said walking out. "You need to rest, do not leave the tavern." The priest said to Caesar. "Sorry, but it's my body, and I've been through worse." Caesar said standing up and leaving the tavern.
"Castus, I need you for this." Caesar said calling out to Castus. "Yes?" Castus said walking next to Caesar. "I need you to find both of them." Caesar said. "Well, I saw Berari aruging with Jolssa after the attack, I don't remember what happened then, maybe they wanted to go alone." Castus said walking off. "If not, I'll find them." Castus said again reassuring Caesar. "You need to rest Caesar." Aeryf said behind him. "I hate resting down, it makes me feel weak." Caesar said looking at his injury on his chest. "It's what you need anyway." Aeryf said again, walking to Caesar's side. "I may need it, but it didn't stop me from looking for my friends." Caesar said walking off, searching for Jolssa and Berari. 
==Chapter 9: The Fight lives on==
After much searching for days from the wreckage Castus ran to Caesar with a result. "Here." Castus said, pointing to a break in the rubble. "Jolssa?" Caesar asked looking at the dead body. "And Berari must be close." Castus said, frowning at the dead body. Berari wasn't that far from Jolssa's crushed remains. "Here..." Castus said again, getting Caesar's attention. "What's left of her anyway." Castus said again, looking in horror of what he saw. Caesar looked and saw the horror. "Burnt black..." Caesar traced off, releasing a tear. "Should we bury them?" Castus said to Caesar, fighting his emotions. "We should, to honor them into sovengarde." Caesar said, picking up the burnt body. "Rally the men, Castus." Caesar said sighing at the losses he saw.
Men assembled from the camp, the rebellion, and the citizens outside of whiterun in a small section near the river. Caesar stood alongside Jaarn, Aeryf, and Castus, most of them letting their tears roll from their faces. "We're here to remember the losses we took, even if many of them were not known by us gathered, they fought bravely to help Skyrim be free, and shall their legacy be free to roam into history as one of the brave who fell fighting for skyirm and it's people." Caesar said, sighing at the many tombs that were laid down. "Your fine?" Aeryf asked him. "No...I want freedom, but not with this many losses.." Caesar said, letting the tears water his eyes and fall onto the ground. Caesar read Jolssa tomb: Even the Women of Highrock can fight for freedom, may she be the only Breton to die for freedom. 
"You want some time alone?" Castus asked him. "No, lets get moving to Falkreath." Caesar said walking off in anger for the Empire. Caesar walked to the caravan, untouched since the last few days, and got atop his horse. "Don't feel bad, many more will come." Castus said behind him, alerting Caesar. "And how many more is that?" Caesar said to him, unsure of his emotions. "Many, but we can handle it." Castus said, grabbing a sword. "The men will need times to make amens, in the meanwhile, take your anger out on me." Castus said, handing Caesar the sword. "You're sure?" Caesar said getting in his stance. "Go, and feel happy of fighting me, I'm the closest thing to a Imperial soldier" Castus said smirking as he blocked Caesar's sword strikes. After a while of sword-fighting, Castus struck back, hitting Caesar in the rib. Caesar flinched and fell. "Fuck...agh!" Caesar said, flinching as he attempted to stand again. "Here, let me help you." Castus said, picking Caesar up. "Thank you.." Caesar said as he hit Castus in the rib, causing him to gasp for air. "Good trick." Castus said, picking himself back up.
"I'll go somewhere first, before we actually leave." Caesar said picking his horse and riding to the stables, walking into the already being repaired city. "Jaarn." Caesar said to the Nord who flirted with a Redguard to lower her prices of goods. "Yeah?" He said to him. "What's the tavern here called? The Bannered Mare?" Caesar asked the tranced Nord, who smiled at the Redguard. "Hey idiot." Caesar said as he pushed Jaarn into the water below the bridge. "Yes, I swear to Talos, leave me alone already." Jaarn said as he looked at the giggling Redguard. Caesar walked off into the tavern for a drink as a Nord Male in iron armor sat next to him. "You're the one who assaulted the city?" He asked him. "Yes? So what?" Caesar told him, drinking a ale. "You troubled? I've never seen a Nord drink a ale that fast." "My Lovers died.." Caesar told him. "Two lovers eh? I know your feeling." The Nord said to him. "You loved two women?" Caesar asked him, drinking another ale. "Well, one of them is my woman." He told Caesar. "The other?" Caesar asked the Nord. "Off fighting the war on the Imperial side." The Nord said patting Caesar on the back and leaving.
"Well...keep the ale coming, I might as well drunk myself since nobody cares." Caesar said to the bartender who smirked at him as he gave Caesar another ale. "As long as you pay for it and don't bother anybody, I'm fine with it." The batender said, focused on his other work. "You don't mind if I sit next to you?" The Nordic girl from earlier said. "No, I'd be honored actually." Caesar said, pulling a seat for the lass. "I don't think you remember me?" She said to him. "The one that I flirted with when that Legionare nearly killed me?" Caesar said, smirking as he saw the bartender scoff. 
"Anyway, jokes aside, my men killed him and I was treated here in the tavern." Caesar said to her, admiring her grey hair and her young face. "You wouldn't happen to a...Grey-Mane I believe?" Caesar asked her. "Olfina Grey-Mane, and I believe you're the Hunting Arrow who everyone talks about?" Olfina asked him. "I am, looks like both of our assumptions were right." Caesar said, looking at her. "Sorry for the stare, I didn't want to seem weird." Olfinia said going back to her ale, blushing a bit. "It's fine, I don't mind beautiful Nordic women looking me, like yourself." Caesar said, looking at the blushing Olfinia. "Well It's good to know I have another admirer besides for Jon." Olfinia whispered.
"Jon Battle-born?" Caesar whispered to her. "Yes, He's rather handsome, but I'm sure our families would never allow it, I've tried and failed." Olfina said, in a sad tone. "Well, cheer up, you're everything a man would want, beauty, a fancy at keeping a secret, intelligence from what I've heard from your tone." Caesar said to her, watching her laugh a little. "It's good to see such a friendly Nord." Olfinia said. "You don't happen to get any free time around here do you?" Caesar asked her. "Not much, but when I do I normally tend to walk around and talk to the guards for techniques for fighting." Olfinia said finishing her first glass of ale. "Planning to fight for Skyrim?" Caesar said to her. "Yes, but my family doesn't see why a lady should go with hardy men to fight a war, I want to help Skyrim." Olfina said, looking at the ale in her cup. "Well, I'll be heading out soon in a few days to rest my men, I don't suppose you want to come along with me?" Caesar asked her, finishing his fifth cup of ale. 
"I wish I could, but my family would never approve of me going with a camp of men." Olfina said to him. "Then prove them wrong and just go, It's not like your supporting the Empire, I'm sure they'll be happy to hear of their daughter helping to unify Skyrim." Caesar said to her. "You're right..Take me with you." Olfinia said with joy as she drank her ale rapidly and hugged Caesar. "Thank you for this opprotunity, I'll be ready to go in a bit." Olfina said as she walked out. Caesar finished his cup after a few seconds and walked out looking at what was repaired already. Castus stood near the Gildergreen, a very old tree that bloomed pink leaves that is sacred to people. "Castus, how long do you think before we can actually move?" Caesar asked the Imperial. "Well, recovery and recuritment will be a big factor, about two days if we're lucky." Castus told him sitting on a bench behind the Gildergreen. "Thats good enough." Caesar said walking off to Jaarn and Aeryf in the gates.
"What is it?" Caesar said to Jaarn. "Marriage." Jaarn said before Aeryf kissed him. "Well, that changes something, congratulations." Caesar said smiling at Jaarn. "We don't plan to marry now, we've been hoping it's after the war, when Ulfric takes Solitude and becames High King." Aeryf said to Caesar. "Well, it will take some time, Don't rush it." Caesar said smiling, looking at the men who were fixing the walls of the gate. "Arrow!" Olfina said to Caesar. "When do we leave?" She asked Caesar. "Two days from now." Caesar said. "My father let me go, my mother is skeptical, but will let Eorlund make the rules." Olfina said, smiling at Caesar. "Well then, allow me to teach you a few things that can be useful out on the field." Caesar said taking Olfina outside the gates. "
Well, what are you going to teach me?" Olfina said to Caesar. "Sword-fighting, archery, magic, whatever you want." Caesar said, waiting for Olfina's reaction. "Really?" Olfina said, grabbing a sword and getting in her stance. "Well, you may have the stance ready, but I'm sure offence will b-" Caesar managed to say before Olfina knocked the sword out of his hand. "Well, lets go then." Caesar said picking up his sword, and countering Olfinas strikes. "You're actually good at this, how'd you learn to fight so well?" Caesar said pushing Olfina's counter away. "From my father, he teaches me in the Skyforge." Olfina said and Caesar whacked the sword out of her hand.
"Well, hunting now?" Olfina said, excited for her next challenge. "Sure, grab a few arrows and I'll teach you how to use the bow and a target and a deer." Caesar said to her givng her his bow. After talking for a bit and moving from spot to spot until finally they both spot a deer. "Higher, your arrow arm is to low." Caesar said as the deer looked to the oppostie direction. Olfina relreased the arrow, hitting the leg, causing the deer to be crippled and fall down in pain. "I'm sure you know what to do." Caesar said as she prayed. After cutting the throat, Caesar carried the deer and began to skin it as Olfina practiced on a target. "We'll need to head back, it's already getting dark, your family must wonder where you are."  Caesar said to Olfina who struggled to hit accurately. "Lower your bow arm, its too high to hit anything." Caesar said to her grabbing the skinned deer and walking off to the chefs who would prepare the deer. "And be sure to follow me after your done." Caesar said moving further from the female Nord. After walking back to the city gates Caesar saw the caravan set up and moved towards it, hoping to get a fresh meal and shrug the night off.
"Caesar, I have something you might like." A familar tone said to him. "Jolssa?" Caesar said, turning around to see her. "Well, I've seen that you've moved on." Jolssa said in a harh tone to him. "Well I assumed you were dead..." Caesar said, unsure of what he was seeing. "Well, I'm not, and well, here I am." Jolssa said to him, walking into the hall, receving cries of joy. Caesar dropped the deer next to the rookie chef who cursed him as he sat down next to Aeryf who was shocked as Jolssa came back. "Well, after the battle I left Berari alone, hoping I could get anymore action, and I saw a group of soldiers who were tired, I approached them and they attacked me." 
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