Posted April 6, 2013
I awoke early as the sun was rising, must’ve been around six am. I headed into Whiterun with a backpack full of pelts and hides from the beasts I had slayed yesterday. I spent the early hours of the morning tanning them into leather and leather strips to work with at the forge. I then used the forge...
Posted April 4, 2013
I made some potions and had to decided what I was going to do regarding this matter of dragons... I thought about how proud my parents would be... Their little Freya slaying such a huge beast. Let’s do it. As I was leaving Whiterun to meet up with the troops I decided to weave in a few more layers i...
Posted March 24, 2013
So I headed off to Bleak Falls Barrow, I followed the path that Lucan had instructed me to take, as it peaked at the end I saw several bandits surrounding a tower. They didn't see me and I ducked behind a tree, I was around 200 feet away from them, however I had a great line ready to shoot one of th...
Freya - Leaving Camp, The Stormcloaks
Posted March 23, 2013
So I spent a nice few peaceful days just clearing my mind about what happened. It was very quiet near my camp which was good, I was not in the mood for any human contact, and especially not any mer contact. I suppose I was raised as a nationalist, when you're out in the wilds with just your parents,...
Posted March 20, 2013
The name's Freya. My parents are dead, I'll tell you how. I was out exploring the forest near our house at night, it was probably around eight, the sun was setting and it was still warm, we live - well more liked lived now - in the southern holds of Skyrim. I spent the evening picking mushrooms and ...