The Shaman of the Skaal
Hello readers! Here, I have a pairing of Frea from the Dragonborn DLC, and The Dragonborn! As usual, a Nord Dragonborn.
I recently finished the Dragonborn Storyline, and The first thing I was attracted to, was Frea. I really loved her looks! And her bad-assery at Combat! Too bad she wasn't marry-able, or at least, to be able to have a relationship with her, but I'll prove Bethesda wrong in this Fanfic! In a Skaal-ly way!
I hope you enjoy it, and read on!
REVISED: I've gotten a few notices of this one needing improvement, so I read through and changed a few things. I hope I made it a bit better!
The Dragonborn hit his knees, dropping the book from his hands and his stalhrim helmet flying off, grunting from pain, but he wasn't bleeding.
He heard someone rush up to him from the left, sliding to his side.
"Are you Ok, Valtyr?" The voice asked.
"Yeah, I'm alright, I think," The Dragonborn replied.
He lifted himself onto his knees, looking at the source of the sound.
It was Frea, and she had a concerned look in her eyes.
"Did you kill him?" Frea asked.
He was taking heavy breaths, and slowed down to normal, "I put Miraak to the sword, and I forfeited Hermaeus Mora's service. Your Father's death was not in vain."
She sighed a relief, smiling at him, "I'm glad."
He smiled back, "I am as well," he said as he looked into her eyes.
They seemed to stare at each other, looking into the eyes, not noticing each other or the tribe members of the Skaal watching.
Valtyr was the first to notice, he tore his gaze away from her awkwardly, looking about.
Frea was confused for a moment, looked behind her, and saw the answer to the action of what the man just did.
"Oh, I was just...making sure he didn't have any injuries," Frea said, standing up.
"Yeah, my vision's a little blurry, I can't see right at the moment," The Dragonborn backed her.
He dug through his pockets on his belt, and found what he was looking for. A small healing potion.
"Are you alright?" Wulf asked.
"I should fine after this," the Dragonborn replied.
He popped the cork off, lifted the flask to his mouth, and downed the contents. He searched for the cork, and put it back on. He put the empty glass back in the pouch.
"Ah, much better," he said, standing up next to Frea.
Everybody's eyes were on them.
"So, it is done?" Morwen asked.
He nodded, "Yes, I've defeated Miraak, and Solstheim is no longer in danger of his threats."
The town burst into cheers, knowing they won't be under the influence of Hermanaeus Mora or the Traitor.
He smiled as he watched the small union.
Valtyr turned to Frea, and she unexpectedly gave him a tight hug.
"Thank you, thank you, for all you've done for me... I mean, us, Skaal, is there any way we can repay you?" She asked him when she looked back at him.
"I don't need payment. As long as the Skaal is safe," he told her with a smile.
The Skaals looked at him, surprised.
Fanari Strong-Voice stepped up to them, picking up his helmet and giving it to him.
She looked at the Dragonborn, "for the help you have given us, I gladly announce you as friend of the Skaal," she said, smiling at him.
He nodded, "Thank you, Fanari."
She nodded back, "My pleasure. And if you ever need a place to stay for a day, please, come to us, and we'll treat you as one of our own," she explained with another smile.
"Alright, I might do that," he said with a smile.
Fanari patted him on the shoulder before walking off to join the others.
He faced Frea once more, she smiled at him.
"Well, I'm relieved now that it's over, I can take a break," Valtyr said with another smile.
"What are you going to do?" Frea asked.
"I'm going to try to take the black books to Master Wizard Neoloth, see if he can do anything with them," The Dragonborn told her.
She nodded, understanding, "Please be careful..."
He nodded back, "I will, Frea," he said, smiling reassuringly, "I'll come back when I'm done."
She nodded once more, the smile working on her.
"Alright, I've got to get going if I'm to make it back before dark. It won't take me long," Valtyr told her, walking south towards the small bundle of spore houses at the edge of the island.
"May your sword fell your enemies," She said quietly, watching him disappear in the snow falling down.
She made her way to her deceased father's house, now hers, and sat at the bench, in front by the door.
She watched as the village worked, listening to the sounds of the forge erupting with sparks, the hammering of armor, and the friendly chatter of her comrades. Frea being by herself brought back the recent memories of the adventures she's had with Valtyr. She couldn't help, but to grow attached to the Dragonborn. He went all his way to help them, and succeeded. Gaining the trust of her, and the brothers and sisters of the Skaal.
He was a like brother to her for the short time together. He's taught her a few tricks of the sword and shield, as she did the same for him. She was glad Valtyr able to convince her to travel with him, experiencing the thrill of going through dungeons, Burial crypts, and other types of ruins. Just for either, exploration, or just for the cleansing of the tombs.
In their free time, or when traveling, they would share the tales of their pasts and experiences, enjoying the company of one another. She hasn't been so...contented, when she was with him. The Adventures, the dangers, all of it, brought her closer to him, and she wondered if it done the same for Valtyr.
And that, was what her curiosity is all over, but she couldn't approach him about it. Whenever she did, it ended up being awkward, such as earlier, and she had no idea on how to solve it.
She let out a filled, yet saddened, sigh. All-Maker bless her, so she could bring it up. She sat there, lost in thought as the snow flew by onto the ground.
And there you go! It isn't much, I hope I made it better for those who already read it!
I will be starting on 'A Doctor's Man, then working my way around in a cycle, you know the drill! Lol...
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