JoS/Lyra/2nd Journal - The Stormcloaks

Hearthfire, 1st, 4E 201

I swear I'm never letting myself get captured by bandits like that ever again. Bandits, soldiers, vampires, whatever. I'm going to get stronger and nobody will be able to touch me. Most girls would probably just stay in the city or only travel with someone who can protect them. But I don't want anyone to protect me. I want to be able to defend myself. That's what I told Faendhal today. He agreed to keep training me, but made me promise not to go off on my own again until I was ready.

I don't know when he thinks I'll be ready, but I'm willing to work hard until I know I can be safe wandering through Skyrim. Nothing has changed, I'm still going to join the Stormcloaks and get revenge. I don't care what anyone says. I'm not going to be weak like some stupid little girl.

Hearthfire, 7th, 4E 201

I haven't written much in my journal lately, but I've been spending all my time training with Faendhal. I'm getting even better with the bow and today, I even killed an elk and he helped me skin it and sell meat and furs to the Riverwood Traders.

When I got back home, Gerdur cooked some of it up and it was delicious.

Hearthfire, 16th, 4E 201

Life is almost starting to feel normal. At least considering everything that's happened. Gerdur and Hod are taking care of me and giving me a place to stay. And I've been going out to hunt with Faendhal nearly every day. He's teaching me how to look out for myself, too. I don't have that great elvish hearing like he does, but he taught me how to listen for dangers coming my way. Between that and how much better I've been getting with my bow, I bet those bandits wouldn't stand a chance if they'd tried to capture me today.

When I'm not out hunting, I've spent time playing with the neighborhood kids, too. It has felt good to be normal for a change. But it also doesn't feel right. When I get a moment to myself, all I can think about is what happened to my daddy. Then I think about getting revenge. I know once I've trained some more, I have to leave to avenge his death.

Hearthfire, 22nd, 4E 201

Today, Faendhal and me were ambushed while we were out hunting. More bandits, of course. We were able to see them coming though and they were no match for the two of us. I bet I could have taken them alone now, maybe in a few weeks, I'll work up the courage to go out by myself again. I'm not letting the threat of bandits keep me from doing what I want to do. Even though Hod, Gerdur, and Faendhal all made me promise never to go out alone again, I know I'm not going to keep that promise for too much longer. Soon, I'll be able to handle myself.

Hearthfire, 30th, 4E 201

I did it. I just left. Earlier today, I bought enough supplies, packed up everything I owned and sneaked out of Riverwood. I left a note so nobody will come looking for me. Of course I'm glad they took care of me, but I'm ready to be on my own now and I'm never coming back. At least not for a long time. After leaving like this, they'd probably be too mad at me to let me come back anyways. I'm not just going to be some adopted orphan. I'm going to prove that I can make it on my own.

Gerdur and Hod's son, Frodnar, my "step brother" I guess you could say, saw me before I left and wanted to play. I yelled at him and kept moving, running when I got to the edge of town. I headed to Whiterun and I used money I made from selling my furs to buy passage to Windhelm. There, I'm going to join the Stormcloaks and fight the Imperials to avenge my father's death. I'm pretty sure the soldier who actually killed my father was already dead by the hand of that dragon. But the general, soldiers that captured us, anyone willing to fight for those evil people are my enemy. I've worked hard to get ready for this and I'm doing it, no matter what anyone says. I might just be a little girl, but after everything that's happened to me and how hard I've trained, I'm ready for anything now.

Frostfall, 1st, 4E 201

I made it! Windhelm is a big city, so I spent some time exploring. It’s a lot colder than I expected, though. I overheard a guard talking about some kid named Aventus, I think. There’s a rumor that he is praying to the Dark Brotherhood so they will kill someone for him. I heard a friend talk about the Dark Brotherhood once a long time ago. But when I asked Daddy about it, he got mad and told me that it was just an old legend. Then again, dragons were supposed to be a legend; so maybe the Dark Brotherhood is real, too.

I found the Palace of Kings to see about joining the Stormcloak army. It was scary talking to Jarl Ulfric and his general. I thought they would tell me I was too young to fight, but they didn’t. I told General Galmar, Ulfric's general what had happened to my father and that I wanted to fight the empire because they killed him. The general said he could tell I was perfect Stormcloak material and told me he wasn’t even going to test me like he usually does with new recruits. I thought it was weird, but I wasn’t going to argue. He made me swear an oath and gave me armor. He was even able to find one that fits, mostly. That’s good because it’s a lot warmer so I won’t get too cold here.

Anyways, I’m staying at the Candlehearth Hall inn for now. I need a little more gold, but I have a plan. I’ve collected a bunch of ingredients while I was out hunting. There’s an alchemy shop called The White Phial here in the city, so tomorrow I’m going to try and make some potions that I can hopefully sell to the shop. If not, I’m hoping I can at least sell some ingredients so I can afford to stay in Windhelm a while longer before I get my first assignment from General Galmar.

Frostfall, 2nd, 4E 201

I woke up this morning and knew I wanted to go to the alchemy shop to make and sell a few potions. But I decided to spend a little time exploring the city first. It was early in the morning and kind of nice out, even if it was a little cold.

As I was walking around, I heard some kid talk to a lady about that kid named Aventus again. The same boy I overheard a guard say was praying to the Dark Brotherhood. But the lady told him it wasn't true and that reminded me of how my father told me they were just a myth when I asked him. Once the lady and the boy had gone their separate ways, I thought I could hear a voice coming from inside the building nearby. I knew I shouldn't, but my curiosity got the better of me. Could it really be the kid praying? I fumbled in my bag and found a couple of lockpicks I had been carrying. Honestly, I have no clue why anyone locks their doors. I'm just a little kid and have never picked a lock in my life, yet it opens as if I have the key?

Anyways, as soon as I got inside, it was pretty obvious that the sound I had heard was a child praying. It was a really creepy prayer though. He kept saying sweet mother and something about blood and fear. The prayer wasn't the creepiest part, though. It was the candles and skeleton I saw him kneeling in front of when I walked up the stairs. He didn't notice me, and I was about to just sneak away when he looked up.

I'm not sure if it was because it was really dark or what, but he was really excited to see me because apparently I'm an assassin from the Dark Brotherhood and am here to accept his contract? I'm younger than he is, how can I possibly be an assassin? But he told me about his parents and how he was all alone. It made me want to tell him about my parents too, but he was a little weird so I decided not to. Apparently, he was praying because he wants some mean lady who runs the orphanage in Riften dead. He was so excited about seeing me, I really didn't get a chance to tell him that I'm not actually a member of the Dark Brotherhood. In fact, I hardly said a word. I just wanted to get out of there as soon as possible and just nodding and acting like I knew what he was talking about seemed like the easiest way to go. After I left, I made a point to avoid that house in the future. I definitely didn't want to be running into that boy on accident. After that, I'm pretty sure my daddy was right about the Dark Brotherhood being a myth.

I decided that was enough exploring for me, so I went to the alchemy shop to get some much needed coin. Selling a few potions for money didn't exactly go as planned, though. Go figure. I walked into the Alchemy shop during and argument between the two people who run the shop. The older one was insisting he go off on some errand while the younger guy insisted he isn't well enough to go. By the old man's coughing, it was pretty clear he really shouldn't be going anywhere, especially since it's so cold outside.

My daddy would always be friendly with shopkeepers to get a better price for meat and furs, so when their argument was over, I decided to introduce myself to the older shopkeeper and ask what the argument was about. He introduced himself as, Nurelion and started telling me about something called the White Phial that his shop was named after, how he had spent his whole life searching for it, and finally found its location. He said he thinks it's in a cave not too far from Windhelm called the Forsaken Cave. The idea of running off and searching for it sounded really scary, but it also sounded like a great way to make some gold. After all, I was feeling really great about my Archery skills after all my training from Faendal. So I offered to help retrieve the phial for him. He seemed a little apprehensive, probably given that I'm just a little girl, but he was happy that I wanted to help. He gave me some mixture that he said I would need to get the phial. It seemed weird, but I didn't argue.

Before I left the shop, a girl about my age came up to me and started making fun of me. I could tell she wasn't being serious though and I just laughed. Her name is Yanna and she is the niece of Quintus, the assistant apothecary that works in the White Phial. She wanted to come with me and help me retrieve the White Phial. I figured I could use the company, so I said sure.

She said her uncle wouldn't mind and pretty much lets her do whatever she wants. So we set of together. It turns out, we have a lot in common. Her parents aren't around anymore either. I told her about what happened to my father and me too. I wasn't really all that close to anyone my age in Falkreath, so I like having someone to talk to for a change and understand what I had been going through over the last few weeks. I even told her what the Imperial soldier did to me. She agreed if something like that happened to her, she'd want revenge too. After living with Gerdur and Hod who didn't get it at all, it's nice to have a friend to gets it.

Our trek to the cave was relatively uneventful. We only came across a couple of wolves which I saw before they even payed any attention to us. I shot one with my bow and Yanna got the other with magic! I was really cool getting to see someone use magic up close. Sure, I've seen people use magic before, but not like this. Yana also uses a candlelight spell to light up caves. It's been really handy. I'll have to see if she can teach me how to do that one later, it's made traveling in this cave so much less scary.

This cave is still really scary. There are lots of creepy undead things coming out of tombs. They're called Draugr, I guess. There's no way I would have been brave enough to do this alone. I had no idea stuff like this was actually real. But but Yanna and I make a really great team. I use my bow from a distance while Yanna runs up to use her her dagger and destruction magic and we've been able to take them down relatively easily. It helps that those undead things are pretty stupid, too. We're spending the night in this creepy place, so we're taking shifts to sleep. I'm keeping watch right now, but we've cleared out this part of the cave, so I'm not too worried.

Frostfall, 3rd, 4E 201

We got moving this morning and made it through the rest of the cave. It turns out I needed that stuff that Nurelion gave me to pour in a bowl so a passage for the White Phial would open. We found it but unfortunately it seems to be cracked. Hopefully Nurelion can fix it or something. We just got out of the cave and are resting for a bit before heading back to Windhelm.

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And yeah, Nurelion has a short temper. We got the White Phial back to him and he was really mad because it's cracked. He even tried to blame me for breaking it! I mean, who knows how many hundreds of years old this thing is, I don't know why he'd expect it to be in one piece. He's lucky to get it in as good of shape as it is. He only gave me 5 gold for all of that. Fortunately Yana's uncle made it right. He gave me 500 gold! I've never seen so much before. This will definitely help me keep a roof over my head and my quiver full of arrows. So I'm back at the inn for the night and headed to see if the Stormcloaks have any orders for me tomorrow.

Frostfall, 4th, 4E 201

Joining the Stormcloaks was a big mistake! And worse, my new friend, Yana got caught up in all this too. I told her I was headed to the Palace of Kings and she wanted to go with me. It's not like I was going to say no. I hope she doesn't blame me.

I went to see General Galmar. He was excited to see me and happy that I had brought a friend too. I was worried he might not like having someone else tag along so I was a little relieved, but that didn’t last long. He led us upstairs inside the Palace of Kings and into a bedroom with two guards by the door. Then he told us he was going to demonstrate how we'll be serving the Stormcloaks. Before I could even tell him Yana wasn't actually Stormcloak, he moved towards us. We didn't even have time to react as he disarmed us both. We tried to fight him off bare handed, but two little girls are no match for a seasoned army general. He restrained Yana's hands so she couldn't use her magic either. And even if we had managed to overpower him, we'd still have every castle guard to contend with and probably every guard in the city. No, there's no way we could have gotten away.

He stripped us both of our armor and tied us to the bed and we couldn't fight back after that. I knew what what was coming next, but Yana didn't. He quickly removed his own armor and climbed on top of Yana. I glanced down at his large cock that he was about to force inside of her. He was much bigger and stronger than that Imperial soldier that had first raped me or any of the bandits and he didn't hold back as he began thrusting against her either. All I could do was lay there and watch as the general stole my friend's virginity. She cried as he continued thrusting against her. I wish I could have stopped him, but I knew it was probably my turn next.

Once he had cum in Yana's pussy, he waited until he was hard again and sure enough, it was my turn. I lay there whimpering too as he forced his way in and out of my immature pussy. He lasted almost twice as long with me than he did with Yana. I tried to pull myself together, but it hurt too much and I couldn't stop crying.

After he was finished with me, General Galmar left us tied to the bed. His slimy cum is still dripping out of my pussy and it feels really dirty. At least these ropes leave some slack so I can write this journal entry. Yana fell asleep as soon as the general left so I don't want to wake her. I really hope she isn't mad at me about all this. Maybe I should have just stayed with Hod and Gerdur and Hod in Riverwood. I hate that I came here to join the Stormcloaks. I hate that daddy died trying to help them. I hate the imperials who killed him. I wish my life were back to normal before all this happened.

Frostfall, 5th, 4E 201

Two guards woke us up. I have no idea how long we had been sleeping, but I was feeling hungry. I was scared, not sure what the guards were going to do, but I was hungry enough to risk it and ask if I could have some food. The one guard said he’d be glad to feed me and I was relieved. At least until he started pulling off his armor.

His idea of food was to shove his disgusting thing in my mouth. It tasted awful. He started to move in and out as if he was putting it in my pussy. Next to me, I heard Yanna make a sound like she was choking. The other guard had gotten on the bed and had decided to feed his cock to Yanna, too. I tried to turn my head when it sounded like she might throw up, but the guard started pushing his cock deeper in my mouth and I started wretching too.

Neither of use actually puked, but I almost did a few times and I'm sure Yana did too. The soldier kept grabbing my hair and forcing my head into his stomach. If his cock were bigger, I'm pretty sure I would have thrown up.

After what felt like an eternity of having my mouth invaded, he started shooting his stuff. It tasted really gross and sour and felt really slimy on my tongue. He kept shooting more and more and it felt like it was never going to stop as my mouth filled up and I couldn’t hold anymore. Just as I started gagging and whining, he pulled his cock out of my mouth and his seed started streaming out of my mouth and into my chin and chest. He told me I looked cute dressed in cum. It felt so humiliating.

Yana wasn’t sucking the other guard anymore, but he wasn’t finished yet. Instead, he was rubbing his cock above her face. I watched when he started to moan and sprayed my friend with his cum. It got all over her face and hair. She whined and squeezed her eyes shut. She looked like a mess when he was done, but I probably didn’t look any better.

When the guards left, I finally got my chance to tell Yana I’m sorry about getting her involved in this. She told me she’s not mad, not at me anyway. I asked if maybe her uncle might come looking for her, maybe he could get us out of here somehow. But what could he even do? We sat there talking about it as we tried to wipe the nasty cum off of ourselves. We weren't able to clean ourselves very well, and just ended up spreading the cum around for the most part. A while later, though, a maid came in with guards in toe, carrying a large tub of water.

She untied us from the bed and bathed us both, cleaning the cum off of our bodies. It felt good to actually get clean. Then we were wrapped in towels and given a hot meal. It wasn't freedom, but at least it was something.

When she left, she didn't bother to tie us back to the bed. Not that it mattered that much, there was no way we could go anywhere. We were completely helpless. General Galmar came back and used us again and after that, a few more soldiers did too. Once again, we're covered in cum, hoping the maid will come clean us soon. Our bodies are tired and sore from being fucked, but so far it looks like there's no end in sight.

Frostfall, 6th, 4E 201

Yana and I were separated a few days ago. Two soldiers came into the room we were being held in. We thought they were just here to rape us again, but instead our hands were bound and they took us with them. We were led down the stairs and into the main hall of the Palace of Kings. We were completely naked and everyone we passed was staring at us. It was so embarrassing. At least they wrapped us up in wool blankets when we went outside. I was still really cold, though.

We were picked up and put in separate carriages and were taken out of the city. I don't know how far from Windhelm I was taken, but we traveled a really long time. My heart sank when we arrived. It was a Stormcloak camp. No doubt, I would be used by all the soldiers. Yana was probably experiencing a similar fate wherever they had taken her.

Indeed, one of the soldiers pulled me out of the wagon and relieved me of the blanked over my shoulders before leading me through the camp. The soldiers stared at me, but I knew that wouldn't even be close to the worst thing they would do. Indeed, I've been so busy with the soldiers that I haven't even had time to write this entry until now. Some have made me suck them, others have wanted to put their cock in my pussy. Some have even put theirs up my butt. It hurts really bad when they do. I'm sharing a tent with one of the soldiers right now and he just fell asleep. No, I don't have my own sleeping cot either. Every night so far a different soldier has taken me with them for the night and done whatever he wanted with me until he went to sleep.

Unlike at the palace, there's no maid to wash off their cum either. The first time I asked if I could get the cum washed out of my hair, one of the soldiers came up and told me he would be happy to give me a shower. He pushed me to me knees, took out his cock and just like the bandits, he started to pee all over me. I was made to just lay there in the dirt for a while until one of them came and took me to a nearby river to actually wash me.

After these last few days, jaw hurts from sucking on them and I can't get the taste of cum out of my mouth. I just wish I wasn't so small. If I was bigger and stronger, maybe I could fight them off and they would be too scared to touch me...

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