17th of Last Seed 4E 201
The sun was still a few hours from setting after we made it out of Helgen, so after resting for a bit I decided to explore a little, and perhaps find somewhere to rest for the night. I wasn't sure how far away Riverwood was, so I decided not to take my chances and risk traveling after nightfall. I managed to find a small road, and just off of it was a camp. There were bees flying around, and a hive in a tree  nearby, but thankfully my presence didn't bother them. The camp seemed abandoned, so I looked around, picking up a potion and a book lying near a chest. I tried the chest and found it to be locked, but it soon opened, without breaking my lockpick. Inside were a few septims and a bluish purple crystal. I shut the chest and got up, then heard voices behind me. Apparently the camp was not abandoned after all, it was a home to three bandits. I decided to try out my newly learned spells, and they were quickly defeated, my fire and lightning ending their attacks. I rested for a moment and used my healing spell that I had learned, smiling as the pain from their wounds lessened before vanishing completely. I didn't have many healing potions, so I'm thankful that I learned this spell. I took their gear to sell when I reached a town and left them there to explore the area around the camp.

I found more nightshade near their camp, next to the road. I picked it, since all that I had collected had been taken when I was captured. I wondered why it grew here, most likely caused by the death of those unfortunate enough to meet the bandits nearby. They wouldn't be harming any more travelers now at least.

I came across a house that had been burned, and a two burned corpses outside. Since it was so close to Helgen, I guessed that this was the doing of that dragon. I heard barking close by, so I went to investigate. I found a dog, wounded in a fight with two wolves. He had emerged victorious, but injured. I decided to use one of my potions to help him, since he didn't bite me and seemed friendly enough. As I walked back towards the burned house, I heard him following behind me. I was tempted to shoo him away, but stopped myself. He was just as lost as I was. I sighed and called him over, scratching him behind the ears. He wagged his tail, and barked. I guess I'll have to think of a name for him now.

After searching the house, I looked around outside, noticing another camp down the hill near a waterfall. It was starting to get dark, so I decided not to go investigate. I shared some of the food I had left with the dog and decided to rest in the house tonight. It was surprisingly intact, only some scorch marks along the roof and side marked it. There was even a bed inside. I placed some nightshade near its former inhabitants and went inside, and decided to get some much needed rest.