—4E, 201, Last Seed, 17th, 12:00

As the name suggests, Riverwood sits on the banks of a tributary of the White River, surrounded by a large number of trees, and because it is located in a valley between two mountain ranges, the climate is relatively mild, making it ideal for growing crops.

Initially, there was only a mill to provide food for Xueman, then a sawmill was built to build a farmer's house, and a blacksmith shop was built to provide sawmill tools, and as the number of inhabitants and houses increased, a fence had to be built to protect them, and then a quarry was created, and then as it became a safe stronghold, hunters from the vicinity would bring their game to sell it and live temporarily, and hunting grounds and inns came into being.

After it unwittingly became an important source of goods for the snowman, the lord sent regular soldiers to keep it safe, so that caravans and traveling merchants began to consider it as a base of residence, and eventually, the presence of the bard meant that it became a place of equal fame to the old agricultural town of Loristed.

However, there is no mayor in the usual sense of the word, and the lord of Xueman has not arranged for his subordinates to take this position due to some considerations, and if there is any major matter in Ximu, it is decided by the owners of its various industries through negotiation, and it is really impossible to reach a consensus, so he will send a messenger to Xueman to ask the lord what he means.

However, there are still some things that you can't ask the liege, such as which side to favor with the Empire or the Stormcloak.

At this time, due to the return of Hadava and Larov, and the news they brought, these de facto rulers were discussing countermeasures in the town's inn.

"There's nothing to say," said Gordo, who was dressed in blue and looked at the others sitting around the fire, "and everyone who was out to work must be withdrawn, and more men must be sent to patrol and keep an eye on the sky—it's a dragon." ”

She was a typical Nord, with curly blond hair and blue eyes, but smaller than the other women, and it was difficult for those who saw her for the first time to guess that she was the owner of a sawmill and a mill, and that she was also Larov's sister.

"Well, that's right." Hood echoed him, who was originally a worker in a sawmill, and because of his excellent work and honesty, he was favored by Gordot, so he naturally turned to his wife in everything.

"No, no, no, Gordo, you think things are simple, it's not as straightforward as logging," Alvor, who hadn't yet taken off his iron-striking suit, shook his head: "Have you ever wondered why that dragon attacked Helgen?" ”

Alvor is the owner of the Creek Blacksmith Shop, a skilled craftsman who can make farming tools and weapons for others in addition to meeting the needs of the sawmill, and is also Hadawa's uncle.

"And Hadava said that the dragon disappeared over the cold falling peak, so there is no need to be so nervous." Alvor's wife, Sigri, was beside her, and she actually had no problem with Gordo, except that they were both beautiful women, and they always wanted to sing against her when they saw her.

"Can you guarantee it won't come back?" Gordo turned his gaze over: "Don't forget, the black smoke coming from your blacksmith shop is quite eye-catching, and the dragon is the first target if it wants to burn." ”

"No, wait, Gordor, I'm not talking about that." Alvo interrupts the tension between the two women, and if they quarrel, they will surely develop into an industry that attacks each other.

"The reason the dragon attacked Helgen was because there were too many people there." "The prisoners, the wagons, the soldiers, and the onlookers, there were so many people gathered that the dragon caught the dragon's attention, just as Dossi would go to water an ant's nest when she saw it," he said. ”

"Oh, my family is the same with Frogner, who always takes Stamp everywhere to cause trouble." Gordo also thought of his son.

If nothing else, the troublemaker will marry the little girl of the Alvo family when she grows up, and when the time comes, she will be the same generation as Alvor, and Larov will be a generation older than Hadava, it must be interesting, thinking so, she no longer deliberately targets Sigr: "So, what do you think?" ”

"My opinion is that it's business as usual, but let everyone avoid unnecessary outdoor activities," Alvor said, "and at the same time send a messenger to ask for help from the lord of Xueman, after all, his palace is called Longxiao Palace." ”

"Well, indeed, we've all heard the story of the one-eyed Olaf killing the dragon, the dragon's skull still hanging on the wall of the palace, and if anyone has a way to deal with the dragon, it must be the lord - but who is going to deliver the letter?" Goerdo said.

"It's better to let Farndal go, the elves have long legs and run fast." The bard Swann replied.

"The hunting ground can't do without people, and I can look at Swan," replied Faindal, a tall elf with an elven-style longbow on his back, "The bard runs faster." ”

"I think it's better for you to go together." Lukan Valeris, the owner of the Ximu Town Inn, said angrily: "If anyone is taken away by the dragon, they won't make Ximu a miasma." ”

Everyone in Brookwood knows that Faindal, the crappy hunter of the hunting grounds, and Swan, the out-of-tune bard of the inn, have a crush on the younger sister of the Imperial Lukan, the brown-haired and brown-eyed Kemila Valeris who is completely different from the Nords.

At first, they were courteous to Kemira, but now they have turned into attacking and smearing each other, and they don't care much about the main master.

"It seems that you have reached a consensus," said the innkeeper Ogna as he began to set bread, Aalto, cheese, and grilled fish on the tables of the attendees. ”

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"We cooperate with the escort?" At the junction between Creek and Snowman, Hawada and Laroff are talking to two Snowman guards, next to the bandits with their hands tied.

Unlike the dark brown of the Imperial Legion and the dark blue of the Stormcloak, the Snowman Guard's uniform is a bright yellow, and the two guards look very similar.

"We're not here for a change of guard," said the taller, self-proclaimed Thor guard, "and we've come to Ximu to build the western watchtower outside the city, to discuss the purchase of wood and stone, and to hire some labor, but these robbers you brought with you will come in handy." ”

Hearing this, the robbers were in a bit of a commotion, but they calmed down when they were glared at by the Snow Man guards.

"If they had registered in the snowman, it would have been impossible to escape," the thinner guard called Loki pouted at the robbers, "so they will definitely try to escape on the road, and if there are only two of us in the guard, there is no guarantee that they will be able to watch them for the next two days." ”

"This ......," Hadava hesitated.

"Still thinking about Arthur?" Larov scoffed: "Don't think about it, he seems to be a man with ideas, how could he run to be restrained by the Imperial Legion?" ”

"But he didn't accept your offer to go to Windhelm again," Hadava looked at him, "Didn't he say he wanted to investigate where the dragon had finally disappeared?" ”

"If you want to go back to Dugu City and Wind Helmet City separately, you can go to Xueman to hire a carriage and stop by the way." Thor said that since the lord was neutral about the battle between the two sides, this attitude also affected the two guards, and they were not curious about the two men in the uniforms of the hostile forces.

"And, you just mentioned dragons," Loki pointed to the sky, "I guess you also have a mission to report to the lord." ”

Indeed, Hadava and Larov looked at each other, but not Lord Snowman.

The dragon appeared without warning, and disappeared without a sound, and although Swan's mother said that it disappeared in the direction of the cold falling peak, she could not expect any sharp eyes from an old lady.

Lord Xueman's own Creek sent a messenger to inform them that the two of them were tasked with going to Dugu City and Windhelm City respectively to inform the two leaders of the situation after Helgen, after all, they retreated quickly.

"Alright then," Hadava decided, "we'll be traveling companions for this time. ”

"Huh." Larov looked at the bandits who were instantly deflated and sneered, it turned out that they really planned to take the opportunity to escape.

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"Hmph, these two guys have been getting worse and worse lately."

At the head of the bridge leading to the cold mountain peaks in Creekwood, Kemila Valeris was staring at the two pieces of letter paper in her hand, as if she wanted to burn through them with her gaze.

The two pieces of paper read, "Kemira, I want you to do my laundry, cook for me, take care of my mom and my future children, Swan." And "Kemira, I think we're too different, it's better not to see each other in the future, Fayndal." ”

The problem, however, is that the two letters were handed over by Farndal claiming to be Swann and Swann claiming to be Farndal and asking Arthur to pass them on.

"Because Ximu knows all about their tricks, so he went to deceive outsiders?" Kemira crumpled the paper and turned her gaze to Arthur's face: "But you do have a face that makes you want to believe." ”

"Thank you for the compliment," Arthur smiled, "Can you tell me about that mountain and the Golden Dragon's Claw now?" ”

Upon arriving in Brookwood, Hadava's uncle gave him a set of iron armor that basically fitted, while Larov's sister presented him with a steel two-handed sword, apparently informing them of their preferences.

Since they were so enthusiastic, Arthur of course wanted to help solve the dragon's problem, and he had to wonder about the connection between them when he heard from a child that the shop in Lukan had been robbed a few days ago and had lost a "golden dragon claw", and that the thief's escape direction was the cold mountain peak where the dragon had disappeared.

"The Coldfall Peak is named after the Coldfall Temple on it," Kemira said, "The Nord temples have some strange mechanisms, and one of them is opened with the dragon's claw, and it seems that the claw that Lukan got was used to open the temple mechanism, but he never dared to go because the temple and the abandoned watchtower on the road were occupied by robbers." ”

"Got it, I'll get it back." Arthur looked at the snow-covered peaks and nodded.