The Grey - IIIIt had been three days since Guillem had buried the Vigilant. The amulet still sat in place around his neck, though idly. Being devout to the Nine, he knew Stendarr's worshippers sometimes took it upon themselves to act in his name and cleanse the unholy corruptions from the world. He hadn't exactly been true to his word when he said he fought for the light. Since becoming an exile, he didn't fight for anything any more. He lived a secluded life working at the mill and sleeping at the inn, and keeping his head down.
Guillem wasn't stupid. He knew that without the records of his execution, and the disappearance of his transporters, whoever had orchestrated his removal would certainly send someone to make sure the job was finished. No one in their right mind would leave loose ends, especially one as notoriously resilient as this.
He chose to lay low, rather than bring attention to the injustice done against him. After six months of absence from his post, backed by whatever rumors his ene
The Grey - II"Honest pay for honest work," the Nord said as he dropped a handful of coin into Guillem's palm. The Imperial nodded politely, picked up his axe, and turned away from the lumber mill.
Riverwood had been a lucky find. Small and tucked between high rock faces, he could have easily missed it. He'd taken to working at the mill for the past five weeks. He still felt like an outsider, but the locals asked few questions and treated him well enough. In return for their hospitality, Guillem didn't take a full wage at the mill, and unbeknown to the villagers, he would scout the area around Riverwood after sundown. He'd chased off a lone wolf, and brought back a dozen rabbits, but little else. Still, it gave him peace of mind.
Crossing the water, he gave a small nod to Faendal. The elf chatted to him on occasion, and he listened politely, though there was little else to their relationship beyond that. He had considered asking the Bosmer if he had any expert knowledge on archery, given his people'
The Grey - I4th Morning Star, 4E 201. Though, Guillem didn't know that.
A light dusting of snow fell in languid bursts from the pale sky, though all he saw was the coarse woven fabric of the bag over his head. He could hear only the constant rattle of frozen cobblestones as the cart he was in rolled onward towards its destination.
The Imperial hadn't heard much about Helgen in all his time as a general in High Rock, save for on various maps of Skyrim he'd seen over the years. In the past week, however, the name had been mentioned constantly. Whoever his captors were, they weren't a secretive bunch. The one thing he had heard of Helgen, however, is that it would be where his head was split from his shoulders.
Guillem didn't know who wanted him dead. He could speculate, of course; any one of the nobles or politicians he'd insulted by refusing their bribes and exposing their misdoings could've orchestrated this. He'd cost a fair few people quite a fair few drakes, that was certain. All he knew was th
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