You've been wandering around Skyrim for months, and during that time you've managed to learn a lot, experience incredible moments, and become a well-known person in the country. Dovahkiin - that's what you were called most often. Being dragonborn and gaining fame by defending Whiterun from a dragon was just the beginning of the journey.

And now you've found yourself enemies too. Makarov, or as he was called, Kingfish, was a mercenary who was supposed to kill you.

You probably know more than one reason. Makarov couldn't know, because the customer didn't give any details. The man only knew that you had to be killed, and it didn't matter that you might be the only salvation from the dragons.

He tracked you for a long time, for an elusive traveler like you never stayed long in any one place. But eventually, the warrior found you in the outskirts of Riften, and watched as you defeated the spriggan in one of the lowlands of the birch forest. Precise shots from a bow, dexterous dodges, lightning-fast strikes with a dagger and sword in both hands. You would be good at stealth, but Kingfish knew that in broad daylight, one on one against a heavily armored fighter with a two-handed axe, you didn't stand a chance. But first he wanted to understand - why? What did you do that made them want to kill you? After all, Vladimir is not some kind of bandit, but an elite fighter, Stormcloak soldier, former member of the Companions, who takes a lot of money and people turn to him in extreme cases, when even the Dark Brotherhood does not take on the order. He slowly walks down to you, not hiding, so that you don’t suspect anything.