@borghildr
Dar’azirr was honestly still a little shaken from everything that had happened lately. He had only traveled to Skyrim with a small caravan very recently to assist his friends in their selling of wares. He didn’t expect to be attacked by a fucking dragon!
This happened not long after what happened at Helgen. He and his friends had been able to overpower and kill it (with the casualty of their mule) but then.. He had sort of? Absorbed weird orange glowy stuff from the dead dragon? He had freaked out at first because holy fuck he’s the dragonborn! He had read enough nord books to know what that was, could a khajiit even be a dragonborn?
So, he kept it quiet for a while and continued to help his friends with their caravan. Mostly cause he really didn’t know what to do.
But eventually, in came the the rumors of another dragonborn. They often had guards coming to the caravan to buy their goods, so they heard all the rumors spreading around. Then the shouting, coming from up in the mountains. He knew what that meant, the greybeards were calling the dragonborn to them.
So, he headed all the way to Ivarstead and climbed the 7,000 steps or whatever. He knew there wasn’t that many of them. Once he arrived, he came face to face with a nord woman. (quite a beautiful one at that.) He stared at her for a long moment before saying slowly. “Khajiit requires information. You’re the Dragonborn, yes?”
