Middas, 9:16 AM, 16th of Last Seed, 4E 202

Solitude

Recently returned from Solstheim. Had to teach some relic of a supposed Dragonborn a hard life lesson. Never send hired muscle after someone that you can't kill. Took a few days. Had to read some books that were better left alone. But... I found the guy. It felt like he had been hiding from me for a reason. And wouldn't you know. The gut reaction was right. The whole event was a big let down. It was harder getting to the guy then it was actually dealing with him. So here I am. Back in Skyrim. Back in Solitude. Heading home to greet the family and get paid my share. Molls store is kind of a joke but at least it gets me 100 gold coin a day, and her meals are nice to have on the road.

Just need to get rid of some of this junk I have been holding onto first. Ash Yams... Why did I keep these in the first place? Just got home and I am already thinking about going back to Solstheim. Met some fellow Werewolves when I was there. Seemed like a decent pack, could be happy living in the mountains, wearing those furs of the Skaal people. Just felt right there. Is it wrong to long for a simple life?

"Welcome. Look around. We've got everything you could want in life. At least... that's what Beirland always tells me." - Sayma.

The way I figure it. I deserve whatever I want. Saved the world from utter destruction more times then I care to remember. Even sat in Shores thrown before I destroyed the world eater known as Alduin. Had to listen to some crusty old Vampires tell me how much trouble their Lord or whatever was going to be. Took him down easy. Even turned into a Werewolf to do it just for the dramatic effect of killing the prick in such a way. God I hated that guy. The way he walked around all smug... Reminded me of Ancano that damn Thalmor I had to decapitate a while back, over some eye or something... I cant really remember the whole event was kind of surreal.

Not to mention the way this town makes me feel in general being so close to Dragonsbridge. I still remember waking up in that secluded shack. Crazy b*tch kidnaps me in my sleep and then expects me to kill someone for her? I don't think so... Had to kill her right quick and then finish off her little friends. Sneaking around to kill people for gold is not really my thing. Where is the honor in killing from the shadows? Assassins are weak.

I doubt any of them could survive a month living at my little get a way, Windstad Manor. Have to kill a giant there more often then not. Wake up to go fetch some chicken eggs or pick some berries from my garden and get caught in a struggle with a wandering giant in my undies none the less. Its not like I sleep with my armor on and keep The Rueful Axe on my person 24/7. I like to sleep in the buff. So usually when I have these little encounters with giants or bandits, or the walking dead. Its while I am still half asleep and in my underwear. My only weapon my own two fists, the way the gods intended battles to take place.

"Thanks for your business." -Sayma.

Sayma an advanced aged Redguard woman. Not horrible on the eyes. Was probably very beautiful in her youth. She is married to Beirand the local smith. And they have a little brat for a child named Kayd. Can't stand the little sh*t. He is always telling me how he thinks his pa can beat me up. I swear to the nine divines, one of these days he is gonna catch me in the wrong kind of moods and I will snatch the little sh*t up by his ear. Drag him kicking and screaming across the street and up the stares to his fathers forge and set the boy straight. I will look Beirand straight in the eyes and say. "This beating is nothing personal. I am just teaching your kid a lesson about running his mouth." and then I will make quick work of his pa. The only thing that has kept me from doing this already is the mother and father are honestly good people. I actually like them. And there are not many people in Skyrim I actually like. Their kid is a problem however... And his day of reckoning will arrive.

"I bet my pa could beat you up." -Kayd.

Take a deep breath Bryhyldr... No reason to be killing anyone today. Especially after the mans lovely wife just gave you some pretty solid deals on her stock. Just give the little brat a look that would make a Sabercat wet himself and call it a day... Now off to spend a few days at home resting before heading to Riften to pay 1000 gold pieces to get a haircut and some new warpaint. *Rolls eyes*