Just south of Windhelm, Nakoda the battle-mage, and Benor his faithful follower, set out to mine Ebony ore. They had heard of a mine southwest.
2 miles out of town, eyes on the skies, it appeared. Fearsome and grand. Soaring overhead. An awe-filled sight. Sending chills down the spines of both the men. They held staedy. Nakoda, courageous as ever:
"Steady, Benor! This be our finest hour, a dragon will go down at the hand of man!"

They readied their bows. As the beast descended, the very earth shook. They took aim, fired. Over and over. Nakoda sending lightning from his fingertips to the beast's very soul.
The creature was waning, they had the edge... or so it seemed.
When all seemed hopeless, Nakoda was out of potions. Both exhausted. Benor turned... and showed a cowardess never before seen in all of Skyrim.

"I'm not sticking around to fight dragons!", he bellowed as he fled. Nakoda looking on in disbelief as the fearsome might flew down for one more sweep. Killing him with a single thu-um.

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In all seriousness, that actually happened! We were knee-deep in a fight with a dragon, and Benor actually said that lol.

I now call him Benor the Coward (I had to reload so he's still around), and plan on stripping him and firing him as soon as he's served his purpose (mule, distraction).

I think this is hilarious in every way. Good add, Bethesda!