Not long after arriving in Riverwood, I saw that these people were shocked, a dragon had just flown over their heads after all. I was told of a town called Whiterun where I might find the aid of the local Jarl in rallying some forces to dispatch of the beast, however i needed rest. Hadvar had told me of his cousin the blacksmith and i was welcome in their home for the night, they even loaded me with supplies and allowed my use of the forge to refine my equipment.
In the morning I set out and my journey there was largely uneventful, at least until I was beset upon by wolves, and I use that term lightly as these seemed more like mangy dogs one might find in the Imperial City rather than wild animals. Knowing that i would need warmer clothing so i quickly took them down and did my best to peel off their hides. If i had access to the right tools in Whiterun i could turn these into some useful gear.
Upon arriving at the outskirts of town, I was informed by guards that nobody was allowed in or out of Whiterun, by order of the Jarl. They had already heard of the dragon, but did not believe it and must have assumed it was a ruse for an invading force from the nearby hold of Falkreath. I persauded the guard that i was at Helgen and that i could fill in the blanks for the Jarl. Thanks to my charm i was allowed in the gates.
Once the gates opened I was assaulted by the smell of sulfur and burning coal, the blacksmith shop was right there and strangely enough, all of the workbenchs and forges were out in the open for direct use by anyone. I spoke to the fair maiden running the grinding wheel, figuring that i would be better off getting a measure of the vox populi before heading up the hill to what I had learned was called Dragonreach, an apt name for these times. She told me that her father is the Jarl's aide de camp and requested that I bring him a blade she had just fashioned for him. She gave me directions and thanked me for the aid in delivering the blade and we bade farewell.
Once i arrived at the hall of Dragonreach i must say i was astounded at the beauty of design that went into this building. There must be a natural spring pushing up from under the hill upon which it stood and the entire town had canals built in such a way that everyone had access to clean flowing water.
Again the guards were ready to deny my access until I mentioned I had come from Helgen and finally I was allowed in. I went on one knee before the Jarl to show the proper respect and it was like he didn't notice me, instead of ushered me off to his personal wizard. This wizard was fascinated with the reappearance of a dragon and knew of a tablet in an old barrow that was said to tell more of the ancient dragons. He gave me a map with the location and I was dismayed to learn that it was on top of yet another small mountain. It seems that my future would involve a great deal of exercise climbing up and down mountains.
I checked my weapons and armour at the forge, and was even given some aid in sharpening the blades and reinforcing the steel and padding before I set off on my journey.
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