I want this roleplay to be very free flowing, however I understand that it will go nowhere without some kind of structure, so.

It is 5 years after the events of Skyrim, the start place for this is in the courtyard of Windhelm. There are still whisperings of dragon's being resurrected due to dark magic, as well as rumours of the Aldmeri Diminion planning a new attack on Skyrim.

Introduce your character and we'll see how it goes!

A student from the College of Winterhold on a business trip to Windhelm stops by. The mage wears his robes along with fur-lined boots to keep warm in the bitter cold. He, a Khajiit, is not used to the climate of the Bron as he flicks the snow off his tail with disgust.

"What is all this talk of dragons?" 

Leaning against a wall, I look up to see you. Slightly startled at your confidence, I take a beat to assess the situation. I, a lone Redguard, look down to the floor.

"only whisperings from around the town, nothing serious. Probably just some silly children playing games or something"

Slightly relieved

"I thought I heard talk of dark magic"

*Then, a golden Argonian shows up (That's me) that the student knows. (BTW, what's your names in RP?)*

"Hello, Redgaurd, my name is Gold. And, fellow College student, I have been hearing this talk, too."

"I believe this is the talk of Alduin, Lein Naakin. I spent some time in the Arconeum studying the techniques of his alok-dilon. My apologies Redguard, I never introduced myself. I am J'andri. Wait, listen!"

Overheard are talks of the Aldmeri Dominion making a direct attack of the followers of Talos and the relics of Ysgramor. Quickly thoughts and assumptions are made of the dragons and the elves in alliance or the return of Alduin entirely. Soon the conversation simmers as the three listeners try to comprehend what they have just heard

An elf in a warm looking, dark robe approaches. Her face hidden by her hood.

"You're not the only ones that have heard such rumors, my friends. But perhaps it would be better to discuss such matters someplace warmer?"

Far too distracted by the cold to take suspicion into the stranger, J'andri accepts

"Vilernyr Inn is only down the road. J'andri complies"

Is we walk to the inn, I ask, "What're your names, elf and redgaurd? Or shall we just call you the Elf and the Redgaurd?"

Chuckles

Stares at J'andri, "I'm not kidding. What would I do if all of you got injured, just tell a gaurd 'My friends J'andri, a Redgaurd, and an Elf got injured?' Not likely!"

Quickly resides the laughter into a cough. Flicks tail out of nervousness

Soon the group arrives at the inn where J'andri bolts towards opening the door to rid the overwhelming cold.

*Opens door* "So what did you all hear in the courtyard?"

The elf pulled back her hood, revealing her short white hair and crimson eyes. A deep scar marred the right side of the Bosmer's face.

"My apologies, I can't seem to concentrate in this damnable cold. My name is Falin."

The group sits a table in the Inn and orders some mead. The discussion of dragons begin

"J'andri heard one of them talk about a dragon attack in Kynesgrove! J'andri has a friend who works the farm there. If this is true, J'andri hopes for the best."