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.
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.