Chapter 2 – The Traveler

It was just past noon as Avingard entered Whiterun, which seemed to him to be a rather well-populated and busy city. There were buildings on both sides of the street, and as far as we could tell there appeared to be a market at the far end. A blacksmith shop was off to his right, as he could see the equipment outside off to the side of the shop. Out front a Nord man and an Imperial female were engage in a conversation. Avingard could begin to make out what they were saying as he approached.

“We’ll pay whatever it takes,” the Nord started to say. “But we must have more swords for the Imperial soldiers.”

“I just can’t fill an order that size on my own,” the Imperial replied. “Why don’t you swallow that stubborn pride of yours and ask Eorland Gray-Mane for help?”

“Ha!” the Nord laughed sarcastically. “I’d sooner bend my knee to Ulfric Stormcloak. Besides, Gray-Main would never make steel for the Legion.”

“Have it your way,” the Imperial sighed. “I’ll take the job but don’t expect a miracle.”

Seeming satisfied with the answer, the Nord turned and walked away. The Imperial went back to work at the blacksmith, but then stopped as she noticed Avingard standing nearby.

“Welcome to Warmaiden’s,” she greeted Avingard. “I’m Adrianne Avenicci, owner of this place.”

“I’m Avingard.”

“Well, Avingard, what can I do for you?” Adrianne asked.

“What can you tell me about Whiterun?” Avingard questioned seeming more interested in the large city the more he looked around.

“Hmm. Plenty,” Adrianne replied. “I’d say we’re prosperous enough. Most fold don’t go hungry, if they’re willing to work hard. The city’s ruled by the Jarl up in Dragonsreach. That’s the fortress there, up on the tall hill. But you’re probably more interested in Jorrvaskr, mead hall of the Companions. Their deeds of ware and valor are…legendary.”

Avingard looks up towards Dragonsreach, which looks like to provides an overwhelming presence through the Whiterun hold. After turning back to face Adrianne, who has just gone back to her work, he asks her about the items she has to sell.

After listening for a few minutes as Adrianne goes over some of the items, especially armor to replace his current iron armor, Avingard realizes he just doesn’t have enough to upgrade just yet. He says goodbye and continues down the street towards the market.

He passes a Whiterun guard along the way and could feel the guards gaze, through the full-face helmet, on him as he passes by. Avingard realizes that he is a traveler to Whiterun, so he will be expecting a few gazes from some of the citizens of the city.

Whiterun Guard

A Whiterun guard.

As he approaches the market, which has several stalls setup with a well in the middle, he notices a Nord standing off to his right. The man looks Avingard up and down and finally says, “Well met traveler. What brings you to Whiterun?”

“Just passing through,” Avingard replied since he couldn’t really think of a purpose for visiting Whiterun other than stocking up on supplies.

“A pity. And words I hear too often,” the man said. “I’m Jon Battle-Born.”

“I’m Avingard. Do you live here?”

“Aye, that I do. Have all my life. We Battle-Borns have been here since the beginning along with the Gray-Manes. Our families have been close kin for generations, but Ulfric Stormcloak’s uprising has divided us. Now it seems we can scarce look at each other without coming to blows. Petty and foolish, that,” Jon explained.

Avingard Talks with Jon Battle-Born

Avingard talks with Jon Battle-Born.

Avingard begins to understand the effect the Civil War is having on the citizens of Skyrim. Not wanting to bring up the topic again, he decides to change the subject. “Where can I get a drink,” he asked.

“Ha!” Jon explaimed. “The most important question of all, that one. You’ll want the Bannered Mare. See old Hulda, she’ll keep you swimmin’ in mead. But mind the bard, Mikael. Poncy little milk drinker, that one.”

“You don’t like Mikael?” Avingard asked curiously.

“Man gives bards a bad name,” Jon began to explain. “We Nords have a long history as warrior poets. I am proud to count myself among them. But Mikael…he sings only for gold and the affections of wenches. He dishonors our traditions.”

Avingard, realizing that he had brought up another touchy subject, simply thank Jon for the information and proceeded to walk away. “May your sword by sharp, and our tongue sharper,” Jon said as Avingard turned to walk.

  • If interested, I have created a page that lists all the skyrim mods that I use when I play the game to create my journals.

    If you would like to view all the screenshots that I take for all my journals and blog posts, you can view them at Skyrim screenshots.


  1. Colton
    Posted July 12, 2013 at 1:12 pm | Permalink

    Absolutely love reading this! May I ask what ENB and mods your using?

    • Posted July 18, 2013 at 3:20 pm | Permalink

      I am actually using quite a bit of mods, too many to mention in this comment. I will look at creating a page of the mods I use.

      As for the ENB, I can’t remember as I have been experiencing with different ENB settings. If I can figure out which one I’ll let you know.

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