A Different Story Of Peace In Skyrim

Gulbrand:" uncle Alvor I need some gear!"

Alvor turns around to see me a paw standing by the entrance to the forge, and motions for us to come in. " Well what kind of gear would you be in the market for this time?"

Father:" we are here to get him a new bow and qiver it's time he helped put meat on the table." Paw is really good friends with Alvor which is why I kinda end up calling him uncle but I don't think he minds. "As for arrows let's start him with 2 dozen steel tip arrows if that it do able Alvor?"

Alvor:" ah I see yes that is do able as for the bow I think a standard hunting bow would do." He points to a bow laying on the work bench the bow unlike the other hunting bows which used dark oak this one was made out of a red oak which gave it a particular allure, " go ahead and take that one up little Gulbrand and try to pull her string."

I nods confused what did he mean by 'her' but still I walked over and picked it up and surprisingly it fit perfectly in my hand, so not really thinking about it I grab the string the same way I seen paw do it and gently pulled the string all the way back to my cheek.

Alvor:" how does she feel lad now be easy with her when you relax the string, each weapon is indeed built to be used but it's the owner that decides if a weapon is good or evil with that being said each weapon has its own soul made in to it this one was the first bow I crafted but I haven't been able to sell no one has been able to draw her string."

I nod slowly guiding the string back into place I can vaguely understand what he meant this bow fit gently in my palm so following uncle's logic this bow wanted to find a home. " Unlce Alvor how much is this bow?" I say quitely.

Alvor:" not a thing for you lad you have helped me so much during the past few years so consider her as your payment and as for the arrows and qiver I'll only charge you 10 gold coins for the leather needed I have enough steel laying around."

Father:" thank you Alvor you always seem to take good care of us."

I nods and walk over to the bridge at sit on the edge to wait for the arrows and I just run my fingers over the wooed of the bow lost in thought.

Father notices me sitting and walks over " you ok there champ?"

I nod " just thinking paw if you refer to a weapon as a person then it would need a name wouldn't it?" I look up towards him confused.

Gulbrand:" so I'm trying to think of a good name for her.... I think I'll call her rav."

Father:" why rav?"

Gulbrand:" I don't know it just seems like it fits anyway how long will it be before uncle is finished with my qiver?"

Father:" he said he will be done with it in about two or three hours so in the meantime let's get you used to to firi g a arrow we will use mine to Parctice with come on Findal isn't using his targets at the moment."

3 hours has past and I think I might have shocked my father since he thought that it would take me a to get used to the stances, holding the arrows or some other things but for some reason it just came naturally, we are headed back to the forge to collect my qiver.

Father :" (sighs) to think that my son is a natural Archer I wasn't much use today, but oh well how do you like your new bow kiddo?"

" I like it a lot father she fits just right in my hand." I say currently I have rav slung across my back the same way paw has his.

Alvor:" ah there you are I just finished here try it on."

With a bit of a struggle I managed to get the qiver strapped on my back at just the right angle making drawing a arrow easier. " It fits well uncle Alvor thank you."

As we are walking back towards the house we noticed that the animals in the area are a little to quite a bit strange for a middas (Wednesdays) afternoon but we diecde to hurry home just in case and sure enough we get home and have shut the door when all three of us hear a wolfs howl.

Mother:" oh thank the divines that you both made it in just in time let's hope some of the snare kill some of them but tonight we'll have a veggie stew I don't want to cook any meat with the wolfs so close." The both of us nod and diecde to keep our weapons with us.

Mother :" oh by the way Gulbrand how much was that bow it looks alittle expensive?"

" Uncle Alvor said I could have it for all the work I done for him."

Mother:" oh I see now anyway how was your first archery lesson?"

I can tell he is trying to make small talk to try and not freak out of her mind. Mom always worried a bit to much but it is understandable the fact that we live just out of the guard patrol route is enough to make the most calm person panic since the guards now like to do thing based on protocol.

Father:" the boy is naturally gifted in archery I hardly had to teach him a thing."

Mothers shoulders relax as she carried the stew over to the table, I could tell she was wondering if I had hurt myself learning .

Mother:" well at least you both are..."

It's then that we all heard the sounds of claws scratching at our door trying to get in.