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I woke up with the feel of nails softly rubbing up and down my chest, groaning slightly as I shifted in the bed. Last night, the dream I had, it felt so real, but really; me picking up a women, (not of my own kind) from a bar, and how a somewhat three-some with her and my servant, seemed very unlikely to me. But even then...why was I feeling someone rubbing up my chest? Opening my eyes slowly, I found myself looking into the eyes of Cello, my servant. That's when it all came rushing back to me...it wasn't a dream at all, it all happened last night!<?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" />

Cello was naked as the day she was born, her muzzle, turned upward into a smile, as she pressed her paws softly along my slightly hairy chest, a soft purr coming from her throat as she looked at me; seeing that I was at last awake. The only bit of light that could be seen was that of the sunlight, slowly pouring into the room's only window. The rays of the sun's light, hitting her fur, other paw, then softly went up, to rub down the side of my face. This was a whole new side of Cello I never seen before. maybe it was because of what happened last night...maybe because I saw her do the things she did to me; that's now she's letting a side of her I never seen until now? "Good morning Master Greydor," she spoke softly, still idly rubbing up and down my chest with her paw. "Did you sleep well last night?"

"I...uh," I stammered slightly as I could only nod slightly as she smiled. I then spoke. "Look...I'm sorry that I fell asleep after,"

"Cello is not mad," she answered cutting me off. "Cello knows first time is something but tried sate on the body; the same thing happened to Cello when her old Master took her."

"So...you're not upset?"

"Cello is not, though, Cello did wish that she could've showed Master the way of sex by herself...and not that Argonian." She sighed softly as I felt like I had done something wrong, I had known Cello nearly all my life, and I barely knew Eris at all! "But...Cello respects Eris,"

"You do, why?"

"She takes what she wants," the

Kahjiit said. "She wanted you, so she took you. Cello would never do such a thing, Cello didn't know if you had feelings for her."

"Hrm..." was all I could say.

"Beside...I didn't want you to be angry with me, if I did not please you right."

I could only laugh at this, as she looked at me with a weird look before I then said. "Until last night, I was a virgin Cello...hell, if you just gave me an oral like you did last night, I could've died and went with the Divines happy!"

"You...share Cello's feelings then?"

"I...I'm not sure," I admitted. "We've known each other for many years Cello; you've seen me at my best, and my worst. I...hadn't felt feelings for anyone before, so I wouldn't know." I was surprised that she didn't look saddened by this at all. "Maybe, I do feel something for you; you've always been there for me. First as a mother of sorts, then as a friend,"

"And soon a lover?" she asked tilting her head to the side as I only smiled and nodded.

"Yes, and a lover...if you so want?" she could only nod as she soon sat up in the bed, sitting on her knees as she looked at me, as I sat up as well, the sheets falling onto my lap. I looked down, seeing my shaft already hard, the morning always did this o me, but it seemed much more, firmer because of Cello here, and what we were speaking of. "If you don't mind me asking...but where is Eris, did she leave?" I was surprised when Cello slowly shook her head.

"She is downstairs," she answered as I gave her a look. "Cello had the time, seeing how it is a little past noon, to make lunch. Afterward, Cello showed her how to get the bath ready in the room; she is no doubt in there now, cleaning herself of last nights, activities."

"I see...did she say anything of if she would be leaving?"

"She said she would like to speak to you, Master, after you had awoken...but..." she then looked away. "If Master wishes, Cello can...help with your erection?" I blushed slightly as she said this, as she softly smiled as I then nodded. "But...If Cello may say something before we start?"

"Yes?" I asked as she looked down to the bed.

"Cello has given herself to you Master," she spoke. "In both title, and soon, body; and Cello would like to mate in such, as to prove your ownership over me."

"How...do you mean?" I asked her as she then looked up to me.

"Cello on all fours, tail rose; for you Master,"

"You...don't have to..."

"Cello wants to!" I leaned back from the force of her yell as she looked back down. "I...I was raised to be a servant all my life Master, and as such...when my Old Master would use me, and even your own father that one, or few times. Cello was always bent over something, or on all fours." She then slowly looked back up at me. "Cello...Cello always liked the feeling of being on the bottom of the males that took her, not the males...but all the same, she enjoyed the feeling."

"So..."

"Cello wants you to order me when we mate," she spoke. "Cello wants to please Master in way he wants, and...I always wanted our first time when mating...to be like this."

She was still sitting on her knees, her paws on her legs as she gazed at me as she waited for my answer for her. In a way, I didn't want to just bend her over and runt her, I didn't want her to

feel like I was just using her and such. But, she was asking that I do this to her, that she wanted it for our first time together. I looked down myself, closing my eyes as I then reopened and looked to her. My lip twitching up into a small smile as I slightly nodded my head. "Are you sure you want to do...that, like this?" I asked her as she too only nodded her head with a small smile. "Well then..." I spoke one more. "Who am I, to deny that for you?"

To see her smile like that, it made me smile right back at her. Now that the lust was gone from last night, of me at last becoming a full man; now that I think of it; I do feel bad that my first sex was not with her. But, in a way, she was the first one, other then I; to make me climax. Something like that had to count for something; yes? I watched as she slowly made her way over to me, crawling on all fours as she then came to my right side. She asked with her eyes, I could tell what she wanted; and all I gave her, was a nod of my approval.

Cello soon leaned up toward me, her breath along my face, as she then softly pressed her lips to my own. I couldn't even remember if we kissed last night at all, but I did remember the feel of her rough tongue on my member. Her lips moved with my own, as I brought my hand up to press to the back of her skull. She pushed her upper body slightly as I opened more, allowing her tongue to lightly brush along my own. A soft moan escaping her mouth, as my other hand wondered down her body as I then whispered to her. "Are...you sure you want me to order you around in bed?"

"Yes...Cello is sure," she answered as I could only nod.

"Fine, all fours, near the edge of the bed...uh, please?" I saw her hold back laughter as she softly pecked my lips with her own.

"You don't have to ask, but demand," she whispered softly. "I am yours Master Greydor,"

I watched as she smiled and slowly turned her body, spinning on her knees as se crawled toward the end of the bed. Placing her front paws on the bed, she leaned down, raising her tail, showing me her rather wet furry lower lips. I gulped as she looked back; her eyes half closed as she spread open her lips slightly. Now looking at her body, her rump did have a sort of...roundness to it. I watched as she slowly shook her rump at me, her head looking forward again, as she slowly lowered her chest to the bed.

I moved closer behind her, myself, on my own knees as I was nearly pressed up against her backside, in fact, I truly was up on her backside by now. The underside of my tool, brushing along her female lower lips. I felt her shudder as she felt my bare skin on her own fur. My hands slowly brushing along her furry rear, as she let out a soft mew of enjoyment as I slightly grinded up and down along her self. Though, looking down at my hardness, I knew that this would be a short rump...it was in fact; the morning. "Do not worry about if our time ends quickly, Master Greydor," I heard her saw as I looked down at her; she was looking back at me as she held her eyes half closed. "Cello knows how quickly you...release yourself in the morning."

"H...huh?" I stammered as she smiles, lifting a paw to tap her nose ands ears as I blushed deeply; knowing what she was getting at.

We said nothing more as she felt me move a bit, going back to looking forward, I held along the base of my shaft, putting the tip to her lower lips, and slowly pushed myself within.

We both groaned out in deep bliss, even with just my head inside of her, I found that she was indeed tighter then Eris was. It caused me to slightly hunker over in bliss once more, holding onto her ass tightly. When I heard her gasp from my grip, I thought that I had hurt her, but when looking at her face, I saw nothing but pure gleefulness. This confused me, and not even pushed half way in; I gave her upturned rump another hard squeezed. I was rewarded with her arching her back, moaning out again as she looked back and smiled softly. "Cello...likes when rear is squeezed...or even spanked."

"Uh...what?"

"When first Master took me, he always slapped Cello on rear; Cello didn't like at first, but grew to enjoy the feeling. Master Greydor's father did the same thing."

"So...?"

"If Master, wishes to slap Cello rear, Cello won't mind."

My face heated up with embarrassment as to what she just said. Don't get me wrong, I knew of man different ways many humans had sex. I heard a bit of it at the pub most of the time, hearing men brag about how they took the women they bedded. I remember one speaking of tying her up and beating her, making her moan like a, and a quote, 'bitch in heat', until at last taking her. I never thought of Cello as the type to like to be slapped along the rear when having sex. Sure, as she spoke, she said she didn't like it, but I guess after it's been pushed on you over and over, some grow to like it.

To me, the thought of hitting her rear, for the sake of pleasure, it seemed; off, to me. Maybe one day I would do it, just for her, if she truly enjoyed it as she said she did. Maybe she thought all males were the same, seeing how the only two she ever bedded were that of her first Master, and my father; as she had told me.

Looking back down at her rump, I preceded to keep on pushing myself slowly inside her, to prolong the feeling I was getting. Seeing how she was tighter then that of Eris, I had to push a bit harder, causing her body to push forward as well. Both of our moans filling the room as her insides yielding to my flesh as I pushed, and pushed; deep within her body. "Oh...Master..." she would moan out at times, her tail, wrapping slowly around my waist. I slowly kept on taking her from behind, my hands, running along her fur softly as I held on to her rear, her insides squeezing me as I would pull out, as if her body didn't wish for me to leave.

She would moan loudly with each pushed I gave toward her upturned ass, my eyes closed, so I couldn't see anything, as her cunt kept on squeezing me greatly. I would let out a soft sigh, whispering words of nothing as I rocked myself to and fro into her welcoming warmth. Her tail started to twitch at times, as I felt the fur alone my bare skin, my hands, slowly trailing up her sides, a loud purr easily heard. Opening my eyes, I found Cello looking at me, her half closed eyes, filled with so much lust, want, and need as to what we were doing. Without even thinking, I lay fully on her back, like a dog mounting his bitch, (female dog, correct term) and leaned up toward her lips. She seemed to know what I wanted, for she pushed her chest up from the bed, a paw lazily cupping the back of my head, as we kissed softly, as I stayed perfectly hilted inside of her.

I couldn't remembered if I had felt the roughness of her tongue along my member last night when she first oral me, I could barely remember anything because of the tight hole I was taking. But I sure felt barbs along her tongue, like any other house pet cat. It didn't bother me none when I felt her lap along my own tongue, our lips, sealed over one another. Only the soft moans escaped our lips as we pulled away for a quick second, to go back into kissing.

Pulling out of her fully, I flipped her quickly onto her back, she made a yelping sound, as I got back between her legs, my hands, pinning her wrist above her head. "M...Master....Cello's..."

"I know," I whispered looking down at her. "I know you want to do this all fours...but I want to be able to see you fully, and not take you as if you were just a whore," she looked up into my eyes, before nodding slightly, wiggling her arms as I released them, feeling her powerful legs wrapping along my lower back, her arms, wrapped about my neck.

"Take Cello..." she almost demanded, looking up at me as I grinned, thrusting myself back home.

Her back arched as I took her with quick, hard pounds, yelling loudly, not a care in the world for who heard us; and truthfully, neither then I. To those of Whiterun that knew of her being my servant, they could no doubt think I was just taking her as a Master should, but what they didn't know; it was all her own choice.

My arms were stiff as they held my upper body up as I thrust deeply into her now dripping sex, I could feel her leaking around me, as she hissed, and pleaded with me to keep going, never to stop until I claimed her as my own! The way she spoke, it sparked something deep in me. Eris, she was a wonderful lay, don't get me wrong, but I barely knew her, but I knew Cello. The feeling was just...right with her. Sharing our bodies, to give each other the world's greatest bliss, and how some priests would say; greatest sin; how could something like this be considered a sin to the Nord people? Just because she is not one herself?

MY balls softly slapped along her rear, her mewing becoming somewhat louder, as her folds quivered about me, my hands, tighten along the sheets under her; the bed rocking harder as I felt myself also coming close to climax. I know it was short, but indeed, it was only just the morning. "Cum in Cello!" she screamed out so loud it hurt my ears, causing me to stop for a moment, her legs tighten around me, her paws, gripping my face and pulling me down roughly to meet her own lips as she kissed with a hunger of a man without food.

I gasped in our kiss, but took her all the quicker, replacing power with pure speed, feeling my cock shoot small bits of pre deep within her folds. I laid fully on her then, our chest touching, I gasped, moaned, and slightly hiccupped (not sure why I did) as I felt my orbs lift up closer to my body. Fuck...no...I wanted to last longer, I...

It was too late, with a few more hard pounds, clenching at her hips, I grunted loudly, my teeth locked in place, one throb, two, and lastly, I started to cum.

We spent much of the time afterward, just lying in bed, her curled up along my body, as she nuzzled and planted soft kisses along my chest and neck. I just held her as well, enjoying the long afterglow of our first true mating, without the eyes of another. After a while, she got out of the bed first, wishing to bath herself in the bathing room, I gave her a curt nod as she went off, and quickly slipping on the clothing she bore last night, before exiting the room.

After a small bit myself, I slowly dragged myself out of the bedroom, stretching as I slightly stumbled, always getting up too quickly, always made my head spin, as sure by all. Getting myself dress, with just a simply clothing. Pushing my hair back, and climbing down the stairs, I found Eris waiting for me at the bottom. She bore no armor, but still wore the black cloak like robe along her body, she was not wearing her armor, for reason well known, and she did not need it at the moment. Without it on I could see the v like shape of the robe she wore, allowing me to see the start of her breast a bit. She was eating some food, a slab of meat, sided with some beard, for someone much like Eris, I didn't think I would see her slowly cutting up the meat, before softly chewing on it. From what I saw of last night, she seemed...well, less then civil in a way. Entering the room fully, she turned to face me, a grin, sly much like last night, crossed over her muzzle. "Morning dead log," she commented first. "Sleep well?"

"Yes," I answered with a small chuckle as I came over, she passed me another loaf of beard, to which I took with thanks. I rarely ate much in the mornings anyhow.

"Yes, I bet you did," she chuckled softly. "Seeing how I bet all of Whiterun heard your cat mewling in bliss," my face grew hot with a blush as she chuckled once more, returning to her meal.

"Anyway," I tried to change the subject other then sex for the moment. "Cello told me you wished to speak to me about something?"

Eris placed her fork down, her claws slowly entangled within the other, before she nodded. "You don't have to, for what I am about to ask you that is," she answered as I raised an eyebrow at her in confusion. "You see...I've been on the road for a while, and it's nice to stay in one place for a while, and I was wondering..."

"You're welcome to stay here," she looked up at me with a strange look.

"Do I have to...?"

"No," I answered her before she could finish. "All I ask is that you treat me, and Cello...her more," I said pointing a finger up. "Treat us with respect, I did over hear, as you know; of you teasing her. Truthfully...If father told her that if she ever harmed anyone with her magic, that he would skin her alive, which he almost did mind you..." I answered looking away. "She may have burnt you on the spot."

"Really?"

"The silence ones are the ones you must watch for."

She crossed her arms before slightly nodding her head. "But, don't think I wont be looking for some more sex from you," she gave me a wider grin as she took a drink from her mug, I blushed again...but then decided to play in her game.

"That's fine," I answered, leaning on the table with my elbow a bit as I grinned right back. I waited just when she took a sip of her drink before putting my plan into action. "I got a maid suit in the closet, so you can help me live my fantasy of The Lusty Maid," the drink she had in her mouth came right back out as she coughed heavily.

"W...What?!" I burst into laughter before saying.

"And you said I was easy!"

It was about mid-day, Cello, Eris, and me, all stayed inside, mostly just talking. Eris told us all of her travels, saying she had just came to Skyrim last year, to make a name of herself, so far all she got were bad reps; reason we all knew too well, well, myself I mean from the night before. It was nearly mid day, when a knock came onto the door, not really expecting anyone, let me slightly confused as Cello stood up, to answer the door. "May I help you?" Cello asked, I watched from where I could see her, but not the visitor, her paws, clasp before her hips, before giving a soft bow of sort.

"I am here, to speak to the head of the household," I knew that voice anywhere; she was the one who trained me in the way of the blade.

"Master Edward is away on a trip," Cello spoke of my father's name. "However, my Master, Master Greydor, is here."

"Good, he is the one I need to speak to, anyhow," I looked to Eris as she nodded as I stood up, going toward the door. Outside, with her left hand on the hilt of her sword, the other, wrapped in Whiterun Guard armor, was Irileth. Her skin was dark, very dart in a way. Her red, or brown hair, I could not truly see the difference for I was partly color blind, was pushed back in a neat fashion. She wore her leather armor, and stood with a stance that showed, yes, she was female; but held the power of any male. The Dunmer looked to me with her red eyes that reminded me of blood, she was the housecarl to the ruler of Whiterun, Balgruuf the Greater. "Ah, Greydor," she spoke, still in the same stance. "It's been a while; a year since we last spoke?"

"Since I was done under your training, yes," I confirmed as she nodded.

"You've kept yourself in shape I see," she nodded in approval. "Good, but...I did not come here for a catch up, you are needed."

"What do you mean?" I asked, then looking at the armor she held under her arm, and then to me.

"Did your father tell you of the arrangements of you being trained under me?"

"All he told me was that he paid the Jarl much gold to use you as a teacher," she nodded her head before me then asked. "But...there is more, isn't there?"

"Truthfully," she sated. "I would've easily trained you without the gold, I saw the will in your eyes the moment you can under my studies, the will of a warrior, burning to be taught the way of the blade." She then sighed. "But...your father made another deal...that if the need came, the Jarl could call on you, if more men were needed for battle, and you have no say in it."

"What?!" I demanded as she nodded her head.

"Truthfully as well, the Jarl agreed, not believing you would be needed, but for this, we need all the arms we can."

"Bandits?" I asked as she shook her head.

"A dragon,"

The air was still as I gave her a questionable look, before Cello stepped in. "A dragon?" she asked in a soft voice before then going on with I believe was fear for my safety. "You wish to have Cello believe that there a dragon, dragons have been dead for hundreds of years! There are only in stories!"

"Cello," I spoke to keep her still with her voice, she stopped for a moment and then looked to me.

"Master..."

"Are you sure it's really a dragon?" I asked, looking back at my old trainer. "What if it just mages training with a new spell we know nothing of."

"I saw the beast, flying over the tower outside of Whiterun," she spoke before saying. "And the mage of the Jarl spoke that he can feel not magically power from being called on, it is real...and that is not all, there was a report of a dragon attack a few days before today, so we know this is real. Is it the same dragon? We do not know, but we plan on slaying it before it can cause more harm."

I crossed my arms over my chest, eyes closed, I can't believe it...a dragon, what more, I have no choice but to fight with the guards because of my father's deal! Ether way, I would've fought, to protect my home, but still, not having a choice in the matter, made it all the harder. After a few moments alone in my thoughts, I brought my hand out. "Give me the armor..."

After dressing in the yellow tunic that was the Whiterun Guard's armor, and slipping the helm along my head after leaving my home, I made my way toward the meeting point outside of the city. Before I did, I noticed many guards were stationed around the city, and I mean a lot. My guess they were getting ready in case the dragon came here...so how many guards would their be in the front lines?

As I made my way out, I remembered back home how Cello wanted to be there with me, to make sure I would be safe, I forbad it, I even had to ask Eris to hold her, and watch her so nothing would happen. It saddened me, seeing Cello so scared for me, but I was more scared for her safety then my own. I knew if she was out there, I would be far to worry to keep her safe, then myself; and vice versa.

Leaving Whiterun, seeing the slightly turned tower a bit to the right, I saw the group, and even then, including myself and Irileth...there were seven. Seven, were to fight off a dragon?! "We have more guards at the tower," I heard Irileth speaking as the guards there listened, I came up behind, and stood in the lineup, with all our helms on, save for her, I couldn't see the faces of men (or women) who would be fighting. "Though not much, the tower is, if not, barely attacked, so there should be about four left, one was killed along the first run made by this dragon. Our orders are cleared, yes, we are to try and slay this beast, but for whatever gods you may believe in intervenes and allows the dragon to retreat, allow it so, do not; be a hero!" small grunts were heard of agreement of the fighters who would go into battle. "Now then, march! And bring honor to your city's name!"

"For Whiterun!" they all cheered saved for me and Irileth. After their cheer however, we heard it, the roar of the beast!

It was unlike any beastly bellow I heard before, the snapping sound of air breaking, and when I looked up, there it was. The large beast, flying now overhead the tower, spewing a tower of fire around it, even from here, I could hear the death of the men there. It sent shivers down my spine. It's wings, were where a man's arms would be, its scales, dark from here, and dirty looking, reminded me much of mud, but it's fire, it burned brighter then any torch. The guards that were with me, charged ether way, roaring in their own voice as they went, Irileth was not to far behind, and nether were I.

The dragon landed, the first two guards came at it head on, waving their blade and mace at the lizard, the dragon snapped, grabbing one by the arm, before flinging him straight to the tower. He fell limply to the ground; unmoving. Opening up it maw, closer now, I brought up my shield, ready for a fire blast, when I heard something... "Fus," the dragon spoke, but...

Before I could even think about it, a force hit the man before the beast, sending him staggering a few steps back, as if a strong wind was pushing him. Was that magic...no, it was a Shout, or a Thu'um as Greybeards called it, the tongue of the dragons! Once the man was able to still himself, a heard him cry out, as the dragon took his upper body, and bite down, shaking him like a dog would a rag, and threw him aside like a dirty legging. I couldn't move I was frozen with fear; I never fought anything this large before, nor this powerful! Part of my brain was telling me just to run, run and be a coward to all. But no, my blood-line, another part of my mind, the race of the Nord's complied me to stay, stay and fight for a spot in the after life!

Mustering up all of my courage, I charged, blade to the side, as shield stayed before me, the dragon flew upward, causing me to back off before of the draft of it's wings, I grunted, holding the shield up to protect me from the rush of wind. Was it retreating, why would it, it was easily picking us off one by one! I heard the clang of a bow being shot, looking at the tower, seeing the guards there firing the arrows, pieces fell to the ground, and the scales were just too strong! Spinning around in the air, another roar escaped its mighty jaws, before another stream of fire came out, and I was in the pathway!

I jumped, rolling out of the way, the armor weighing me down, as a few screams of the hellish flames next victims were heard. The ground shook, and I couldn't see, throwing my helm off, making it clank along the ground, I saw the dragon looking at me. My heart thumped faster as I stood back up, my sword and shield at the ready, before the dragon charged. I was about to move out of the way, when a large flaming ball came as if from nowhere, slamming into the dragon side of the head, causing it to lose it's balance, and tumble to the ground, skidding.

Giving this was my chance; I backed away, looking to see with wide eyes that of who shot it. Cello stood there, wearing only her servant clothing, her paws out, as two sets of flaming balls were seen. Her eyes narrowed as I heard her hiss. "You shall not harm Cello's Master!" she hissed again. She...she simply knocked the dragon on its side with a fireball?! Ether the dragon was just surprised from the attack and lost its' center of standing, or she packed a hell of a kick to that attack.

"Cello?!" I yelled out, running over, I looked back, seeing Eris run up behind, her black cloak flowing, her armor set, her daggers drawn.

"Sorry Greydor," she spoke once she was in range. "But she just ran when I looked away, I knew she was coming here, and beside...seems you humans need all the help you can get!" she was right...only a few of us left, but still...

"But still!" I yelled looking at Cello. "I told you..."

"Cello will do what Cello can to keep you safe," she spoke, her fire still out as the dragon growled. "Cello will not sit by as you fight a dragon!"

"Cello..." I spoke softly, but nodded, I looked to Eris as she too nodded. "Alright, Cello, you stay far off, not because I want you out of harms way, but you can use your magic from far off easier without the dragon at you. Eris, you and me will get in close, this dragon needs to be down now while it's own the ground!" the Argonian simply nodded as I turned, discarding my shield for it would weigh me down more. The handle of my sword long enough that I could wield it like a two handed blade, even though it was a single handed one.

"You will pay for that, mortals..." the dragon was speaking... "Being thrown down, by a mere magic attack...you shall pay!" with a roar, it charged toward us, Eris, running with speed I didn't knew she held, went to the side, slashing her blades along the dragon legs. The sound reminded me of metal on hammer. Cello no doubt was backing away, as I ducked from the dragon's snap of jaws, before jamming my sword in its chest, sinking the blade in, and getting a spray of blood along my chest and face. The dragon roared in pain, as I pulled the blade out, blood seeping down the wound as the dragon staggered backwards from my stab to the chest. Eris ran back around and stopped beside me.

"Nice stab!" she told me with a nod, as I nodded back all the same; the dragon, hissing as he removed the wing covering his chest. A low growl coming from his throat, as once more he spoke in that weird tongue, his maw opened, as a stream of fire shot out! Without my shield, I didn't have any way of defending myself or Eris. But before the spear of flames touched it, a shield was placed before us, looking back; I noticed Cello had her paw out, glowing from her magic. I nodded to her as she nodded back, a smile creeping on her face as I heard Eris speak once more. "I've an idea," she told me as the fire kept on coming for a bit, before the dragon simply took to the air.

"What?" I asked her, keeping an eye on the dragon as it circled above us.

"When that dragon lands," she started saying out her plan. "I'll run up towards it, and get into a ready stance, like this," she sheathed her daggers, showing me, by placing one claw over the other...I think I saw where this was going. "You will run up, place a foot on my claws, and I'll throw you up, toward the dragon's head!"

"Are you bloody mad?!" I yelled out in shock. "That has a better chance of getting ether you, me, or all of us killed!"

"You've a better idea?" she questioned, and truthfully I did not. At times when I thought a foe to strong, I would simply go for the weak, unprotected part, and by the law of the world, the head, stabbing a blade, or hitting it hard enough, would kill anything. The horns were one thing, but if we messed up...I would be the dragon's next meal! No, I mustn't think of that, Eris seemed the type of fighter to know what she is talking about, as far-fetched as it seemed, it was a good plan none the less.

"Cello will keep attacking it," I looked back, seeing Cello as she nodded. "Slay the beast Master Greydor!"

Looking back and forth between the two and nodded my head.

The dragon landed again, releasing a loud roar that seemed to shake the very ground, gripping my sword with two hands, I nodded to Eris, who took off. The dragon, about to release another fire blast, Cello released one of her own. The blast hit the dragon on the snout, staggering it for a bit, giving Eris enough time to get into place, her claws cupping for my foot, this was our only chance!

Running as quickly as I could, I made the distance, my right foot in her claws, as she threw me hard up, I jumped as well hearing her thud because of it. The height of which I jumped, reached the dragon's head, I almost impaled myself in the horn. My left hand caught the horn, as the dragon roared its' anger out. I held on tight, like my life depended on it, and truly...it did! Holding on with one hand, like a horse herder would, breaking in a wild stallion, I held on for dear life. My right hand, held a firm grip with my sword, as I brought it down with a battle cry. Hacking at the top of the mighty beast's head, I hacked, and hit anything I could! Before at last, using both hands, I drove the sword right down the middle of its' skull, the wet sound of my blade, hitting first bone, and then the brain was heard, followed by one more death dying scream...before nothing.

The dragon fell like a sack of rocks, falling to the ground, with me still on its neck; I jumped off, not wanting to be crushed, if by some chance, it rolled over in death. It did slightly, moving a bit more, like a cat in a barrel. Before, all was still. Falling on the side, the dragon laid still, my blade and arm, soaked in blood, as well as pretty much the rest of my body, luckily any cuts I had were small, for this blood, was all of my newest conquest; slaying the dragon.

I was breathing heavily, my arms shook from the will to fight still coursing through my body, I watched as the blood of the dragon, slowly seeped into the ground, all was still, save for my heavily breathing, before a loud roar of cheers broke me away. "Master Greydor!" I looked back, watching as Cello rushed over to me, before clasping me into a hug, her face in the nook of my shoulder as I hugged her back as well. "Cello is glad you are safe...Cello wouldn't know what to do if you were gone..."

"Cello..." I whispered before frowning. "As much as I am glad you were there to help, I told you not to come in the first place!"

"But..."

"Cello, you are someone I care for deeply. If you were killed, because you were trying to protect me..."

"Everyone, back away! Something is happening to the dragon!" what? Was it not dead?! I pulled Cello away, just as Eris was coming close as well. The dragon's body was...burning. But there was something...as if; long forgotten information was being brought back. I edge closer, a feeling telling me it was alright, voices shouted at me, telling me to back away; me as well, my basic instinct, telling me to back away. But a greater force, pushed me, guided me toward the burning dragon. Scales, skin, muscles, all of these things simply burned away from the dragon, allowing the bones to easily be seen, and from the fire of the dragon, colors, some too amazed to even try and describe, were seen! And then...it hit me

All of these colors, a wave, a force of magic, I don't know, rushed toward me. The force, something I didn't even seem to fear, surrounded me, as I saw flashes, I couldn't make out what they were, but so many things rushed past me, what was this?! But then, in the middle of all of this, a single word, echoed in my head and even the 'meaning' of such the word; and then, it was over.

The weight of what I just went through took a toll of my body, causing me to fall on my knees; I felt hands, gripping at me...not hands, paws and claws, Eris and Cello? Sweat poured down my face, my body shaking. "M...er ..eydor... Mast... Grey..., Master Greydor!" I was pulled up onto my feet, my legs a bit shaken, but I was able to stand on my on, after a short moment. Looking left and right, I saw both Eris and Cello were indeed the one holding me up, many of the guards that backed away, came over again. One was watching me, a look of wonder written all over his face.

"I don't believe it..." he whispered almost in a way. "You are...Dragonborn!" my eyes grew wide, Dragonborn...me?

"What...?" I gasped softly as the man went on.

"Old stories are told of the Dragonborn, the greatest dragon slayers that ever walked the land, when a Dragonborn kills a dragon, they steal their stole, that's what you did just now!" I...stole the dragon's soul? "It is also said that Dragonborns can easily learn a Shout from the dragon, see if you can do it, and see if you can Shout!"

All of this was really starting to truly sink it, was that what this word was, echoing in my mind, I heard the word before, I just couldn't place it...wait, the dragon! That's when it clicked; if the dragon could do that...then...would that be..." I turned away from the group, if I could really Shout, I didn't want anyone harmed. I took a deep breath, before then yelling out, "Fus!" I could feel the power come from my very being, like the Shout was me, or I it. A blue wave, much like the dragon showed, spewed from my jaws, moving the ground a bit, like old parts of a wagon sent rolling off. My voice seemed to echo for a bit more, because closing my jaws, I did that, I used a Shout, I was truly Dragonborn! I read old stories of the Dragonborns, how they were truly the best dragon slayers that ever walked the face of the world, slaying dragons by using their gift.

"It is true, you truly are Dragonborn!" more of the guards came over, speaking of how their great-grandfathers told them stories of the warriors, some of them called other idiots for information they thought was wrong. It went on for a small bit, I was lost in my thoughts again at this discovery, and before hearing another guard spoke.

"What of you Irileth, you've been rather quiet about all this."

I watched as she crossed her arms slightly, it was a loose cross, not the hard type that one would hold to their chest. She looked to the dead dragon, then to me, and back. "To what do I care of your Nord nonsense, I have traveled all over Skyrim, and seen and heard many out lashing things, such of this, this Dragonborn tale will not kill beasts, only steel and arrows will!"

"You talk ill will of our ways Irileth, the guard who called me Dragonborn spoke as I looked toward him. "These are Skyrim old sacred traditions; you know nothing of our way!"

"What I do know," she spoke stepping forward, "Is before us is, a dead dragon. Now we know we can kill them, as I spoke before, old tales will not kill dragons." She then looked to me. "Greydor here was not a Dragonborn when he killed the beast, and even if he wasn't to be one, it would still show that a mere mortal can kill something your kind considered as Gods all those years ago." She then turned and walked over toward me. "Ether way, I would suggest you go see the Jarl of Whiterun, he would no doubt like to meet with the man who killed a dragon. And also know that he is a Dragonborn,"

"I thought you didn't think, or care if I was one?" I asked with a smirk as she chuckled.

"As I said...I've seen many different things in my year's young blood, but what I witness today, the dragon, and then...what happened to you; was a first truly. Ether way, return to Whiterun, and speak to the Jarl, if you truly are a Dragonborn, he might know of your purpose, and as well reward you for your kill,"

Walking back toward my home, took far longer then I thought it would, I felt...drained, before even leaving I had to sit down to rest, Cello rushed back and found someone with a spare water cask, and gave it to me to drink. Dragonborn...it just kept going over and over again. Could I truly be that of one of these legendarily warriors? I mean, I could Shout...but anyone could learn that with enough training from the Greybeards, even the leader of the Stormcloaks used such a skill on the High King, killing him.

After a bit, I stood up and slowly walked toward the gate of Whiterun, Cello was close by, and even Eris too stood by my side. The gates of Whiterun, were close, but before we even entered the main part, a loud booming voice, echoed throughout the sky. I was shock, it was a voice, I know that for sure, but what was it speaking in? It sounded like a mixture of growls to me. "What...was that?" Eris asked as I only shook my head.

"I'm not sure myself," I answered as Cello looked about, her ears flicking. "Let's just go see the Jarl, because I really jut want to go home and sleep...no Eris, no sex,"

"Aw, but I had such a good idea..."

"We just slay a dragon; my arms feel like mud...I can barely walk."

"Alright, point taken," she answered as I sigh softly, before going into Whiterun, and then toward the Jarl's home on the top of the city.

The Jarl of Whiterun lived high above, looking down at his city. His home, better known as Dragonsreach, it even had its own history as well, as to once housing a dragon, heed, the name. The guards standing outside its' doors, pushed them open, allowing myself, Eris, and Cello inside the grand halls. Pillars reaching upward, holding the mighty roof up, toward the front of us, a set of stairs, and after that, a large pit fire, a long table, along the side, with plates of food lined up. And sitting at his throne, was the Nord himself; Jarl Balgruuf the Greater.

To me, he looked the same age as my own father, maybe even older by a bit. His hair, and beard that grew, kept neat with a golden yellow. His crown, sat on his brow. The way he sat on his seat, it to me reminded me of a lazy man, but I knew this man was not lazy, for I have seen what he could do; just another example, to never judge anyone, or anything, just by how they look. Irileth, stood close by to him, nearly shoulder to shoulder with him, even though she did know of me, she still held a grip of her sword. "Jarl," I spoke softly, nodding toward him as he nodded back.

"Greydor Drake, if I'm not mistaken?" he asked me as I nodded my head shortly. "First, I would like to express my sorry to you," he spoke, looking to me. "It was not my intention to ever use you as of what happened today, I just never thought a need of this would happen." He shook his head before placing his right temple along his fist. "Secondly, I would like to thank you, you young man, killed a dragon!"

"I had help," I answered looking to both Eris and Cello. "Without their help, I wouldn't be here standing before you. I may have done the killing blow, but not all the praise should go to me. Many lost their lives today to that beast."

"This is true," he agreed with a nod as he looked to me. "But ether way, you were the one that killed the beast, so allow me to grant you with title of Thane, a great honor to this city." He then went on to saying what my new title would be, as I just stood there with the two beside me. I refused the Housecarl, saying I did not want nor need someone else to follow me about. Balgruuf accepted this, and said no more.

"My Jarl," Irileth spoke after he was done. "It also seemed to be, that this lad, is in fact a Dragonborn,"

"Dragonborn?" he spoke, looking to her. "Then that means...the Greybeards were summoning you!"

"Who, or what," Eris asked stepping forward. "Are the Greybeards?"

Before anyone else could say anything, I spoke of her question with my answer for her, as I turned to her. "The Greybeards are an ancient and honored order that dwell in their mountain sanctuary known as High Hrothgar." I answered her, as she looked to me, before I then went on with a brief history of them. "This is located on the highest mountain peak in Skyrim, the Throat of the World. They are masters of the way of the Voice...or as it is really called...a Thu'um I believe."

"A Thu'um?" she asked. "What is that?"

"The same as a Shout, that I used when we were out there,"

'All the same," The Jarl spoke once more. "The Greybeards have summon you,"

"For what reason could they possible want with me?" I asked in confusion. "I have never met one before in my life!"

"They are a wise order young Dragonborn," he answered standing up. "And this question, only they will answer. Ah...I once climbed the seven thousand steps up once, it was...breathtaking."

"In more way then one," I heard Cello mutter as I looked to her with a raised eyebrow.

Balgruuf agreed that he would offer us not only a horse cart to take us to the place that the Greybeards would be, he also offered us new armor and weapons for what we may need. Right now, I was busy placing my new armor on. I was given a steel armor set for myself, I was also offered to have a new blade, but I decided to keep my own. I was home now, Eris, deciding to come along with Cello and myself, something about 'wanting to do something worth while'. Ether way, I was glad to have her come along as well. She has a great way with her daggers, which could prove useful.

Looking into the mirror of the main room of my home, I knelt down tighten the straps along my legs. Once these were on, I took the steel chest plate, and placed it over my head, but had some trouble. "Allow me Master," I heard Cello's voice from behind, feeling the chest plate, being placed over and on me easier now. From the mirror, I could easily see that Cello too, had a change of clothing. The robe she wore was that of a muddy brown, which covered pretty much from her neck, down to her legs, which she now wore a darker set of leggings. Along her hips, were a set of pouches, allowing easy to carry items. Along her chest, a single strap, to which I could see, was holding her hew staff along the back. Looked to be the Fire Spark one, but I didn't know the first thing of mages and magic, so I couldn't even tell. She donned a hood for a moment, before removing it off her head, allowing me to see her full face. "There, fits better now?"

"It does, thank you," I answered with a smile, to which she returned as I went for the arm guards, to slip them on. She took my arm softly, turning it about as she tightened the straps for me.

"Cello feels...weird," she admitted looking to me. "Wearing these clothing, other then the ones I always bore,"

"Try having me wear steel armor," I answered with a chuckle. "I rarely ever use armor when I did those jobs for father."

"Yes, which worried Cello greatly each time you would leave." She spoke, eyeing me as I sigh.

"Armor weighs me done," I admitted myself. "I go for quick, clean slashes...but Cello, are you sure you want to come..."

"Cello is coming Master, so don't you try and convince Cello otherwise!" she gave me a firm stare as I only blinked. "Cello has more then proven herself to handle herself in a fight,"

"Yes and that dead dragon outside the city, is proof as such."

"And didn't Master also sated, that he would need help, and you needed only me and...Eris?"

"Yes...but..."

"You are worried for my safety," she answered for me. "But...I am worried about you more Master," she looked to me, placing a paw along my face as she softly closed her eyes. "If...if you were killed, or taken from Cello..." I softly placed my hand over her own, as she looked at me. I gave her a small smile. "I'm not going anywhere," I promised her. "Now, lets go, we have a horse cart to catch, hrm?"

Leaving outside the city's main gates, we were greeted to a man, with two large stallions, and a large wagon, that could hold more then the three of us. He sated that he knew of where we were going, and would take us there as fast as he could. No doubt, he was paid half now, and half when he got there. Climbing in and helping Cello and Eris up, I sat down on the seat, Cello beside me, and Eris before me. After a few moments, we jerked a bit, as we started to ride off. "I would suggest you get some rest Sir!" I heard the man call out as I looked to him. "It is a few hours drive from here to there; hopefully the roads will be clean of beasts and such. But, you do look rather tired."

"Maybe...a small rest wouldn't hurt," I admitted as I rubbed my eyes slightly. I heard Eris, and even Cello softly chuckle as I leaned back a bit, my eyes, slowly closing, as I drifted off toward the voids of sleep.

My dream, it was, strange, clearer then most of my other dreams before had been. I found myself on a large mountain and looking out, I couldn't see anything, from the clouds, or fog, whatever was blocking my view; was I on the Throat of the World? I had never been even close to the base of the mountain, so how could I have been able to know if this was the place, or how it even looked. 'Dovahkiin...' I jerked at the voice that seemed to echo both around, and within me. 'Are you...the Dovahkiin?' the voice, it had a mixture of snarls and growls, but to it...a voice that was not male. A dragon, a female dragon? 'Answer me,'

_ "What is a Dovahkiin?" I answered, looking about. "I am a Dragonborn!"_

_ 'You have already answered your question then, young Dovahkiin," the voice spoke more. 'In our tongue, that of which you are, is what I call you,'_

_ "So...you are a dragon?"_

_ 'In soul...yes, I am a Dovah, dragon in your tongue."_

_ "Then show yourself!" I demanded. "Do you wish to kill me because of the dragon I already slay!?"_

_ 'Derm,' she spoke, and at once, my body, seemed to relax, calm. 'I hold no will ill to the one you killed. He made his choice by siding with; him, my old fahdon...'_

_ "He was...a friend?" it was strange, when she spoke of that word I had never heard before, I somehow knew what it meant, just a small bit._

_ 'Geh,' she spoke once more, I looked about, still not seeing the source of the voice. 'But I did not come to you, for such small talk, Dovahkiin. When you come to the Greybeards, after they have tested you, you must ask them, ask them to see_ The one who is not once Was.'

_ "What...does that mean?"_

_ 'Time grows short, and I grow tired. I shall cut away from this place, your hahnu,'_

"Wait, tell me your name, your true name, who are you?" there was a still moment, before an agreement sound was heard.

_ 'Very well...my name is...'_

_ _ "Greydor, wake up, we're here!"

I jerked away, sitting up straight and looking about. I was breathing heavily, my face, coated in sweat. What...what was that?! Looking about, I noticed that it was dark, and that we were in a small village, and before us, stood the large mountain to where we would be going...the Throat of the World. I looked over, seeing Eris and Cello already off the cart, as I soon followed, jumping down, the hilt of my blade, hitting the back of my head a bit. "Wow stone head," Eris joked crossing her arms. "You were dead asleep, even when I slapped you a few times; you didn't wake...you okay?"

"Yes...yes fine, just a strange dream is all." I answered as I looked up at the mountain, just looking at its large shape. So...we would have to climb this, seven thousand steps, but this bit of thought was pushed to the back of my mind, as my dream, it came rushing back. 'When you come to the Greybeards, after they have tested you, you must ask them, ask them to see The one who is not once Was.'

Just who was this 'The one who is not once Was'? and what did she want with me. She was a dragon, that much she told me, but could I trust her? I mean, the first dragon I met did try and kill me. But no, even though of the old legends, maybe behind the truth, there were good dragons...as farfetched as that sounds. It could be a trap, but still...there was a part of me, that wanted to meet her, face to face, to see what she wanted from me. Ether way, I had to know...I just had to.