There I was climbing out from under of what was my home I lived ever so happily in with my wife Ysolda and our adopted kids Runa Fair-Shield and Francois Beaufort after a brutal bandit raid which left my house on fire with my wife and Runa inside, there was nothing I could do to save them they were long gone but luckily one made it out alive Francois. We both mourned over there deaths for a little while before we had to find somewhere new to live and for me to kill the bandits that took my wife and daughter away from us. We travelled to the nearest city which was whiterun to alert the guards of the attack and also to get our heads down for the night for 20 septims. The next day I was approached by a guard who had told the Jarl about the raid and was very helpful he said to leave Francois with him whilst I the dragonborn and a few guards went searching for the bandits. He also added that it wasn't the first local attack on what was thought to be the Same group they had also attacked pelagia farm and he also said that the Companions maybe willing to help the dragonborn aswell. So I left Francois with him and said my goodbyes for now and I would be back the next day and if I'm not there's no need to worry. As I was about to head to Jorrvaskr with 2 guards they said I should get some armor on as I was only wearing clothes because they were all burnt in the attack... But I insisted to go on with out any because a simple FUS RO DAH could wipe out a couple of bandits in one and if need be I could always loot some armor from those ******** anyway. I entered the legendary hall of Jorrvaskr and there was Aela standing at the entrance as if she was awaiting my arrival. I was in a hurry and couldn't get my words out properly so a guard took over and explained what's going on and immediately requested the help of Farkas and Vilkas but first we needed the permission of Skjor and Kodlak White-Mane. Skjor was listening to our conversation from the dining table and told us to go and that he would give word to Kodlak. So I Farkas, Aela, Vilkas and 2 guards headed to find these bandits who are believed to be hiding out in Halted Stream Camp I came across Francois once more who wished me luck and said to give them no mercy, I must have taught him well. I gave him one big hug and set off once again. Just before the camp we were greeted by a sabre cat which was easy enough for all 6 of us. The guards ventured on themselves to snipe any lookouts down... But wasn't to be they were spotted and killed. The rage built up inside of Farkas who suddenly turned into werewolf form and without further a do charged into the camp. I managed to spot the leader who burnt down our house before he fled further into the camp which gave me more determination to succeed. Whilst Farkas has nearly cleared the outside of the camp on his own we rushed in to lend a helping Hand for the last few. As I drew my sword to destroy one of the remaining bandits he penetrated my clothes with an arrow which narrowly missed my heart I dropped down on my knees, the bandit thought he was about to kill the dragonborn but Vilkas came behind him and stabbed his steel greatsword through his back and out the other side, his blood ended up on my face and made me hungry for more so I pulled the arrow out from my chest and carried on without saying a word to anyone. I lead the charge deeper into the camp with the other 3 not far behind, it wasn't long before I needed a hand as I was greeted by a room of at least 7 ********!!! 3 of them charged at me but I was having none of it and FUS RO DAH'd there asses across the room. The other 4 fled whilst protecting there leader but Aela managed to take one out with her trusty bow and there was still 4 left . I was determined to not let them escape through the backend of the cave and whirlwind sprinted only a few meters behind them. We reached a dead end, we had them trapped in small room. It was battle til death now 4 v 4 game on !!! I targeted the leader whilst Vilkas, Farkas and Aela took care of the rest. I just wanted to watch him die a slow painful death but I didn't think there was enough time as he pulled of a daedric war hammer of the rack... Sh*t just got serious. The other bandits were dead but Farkas looked injured so Aela looked to patch him up whilst me and Vilkas tried to take care of the main target. Out of no where he swung for Vilkas who luckily had fast reflexes and shoved his sword right into his gut... I wanted the final blow but I also wanted Vilkas safe. I then realised he was still alive and risen to his feet and this is when I found out he was a thought son of a [censored]. With his fist raised he attempted to takes us on but there was only one way this was going and it was my REVENGE!!! So with out hesitation I beheaded him and his sorry ass was no more. It had to be done I couldn't of lived knowing that the person who killed my family was still alive and I never even contemplated about performing the black sacrament for a dark brotherhood assassin to do the dirty work for me... It was me or no-one and it was me. Luckily Farkas was fine thanks to the hard work of Aela. As we headed back to whiterun Francois was waiting for me at the stables. I whispered in his ear it has been done and as a gift for being so brave I gave him the very sword that ended the life of the Nord who will never go to Sovngarde but burn to death in the planes of oblivion to suffer the death my wife and Runa did. And that was that we were granted permission to have breezehome for free fully furnished aswell so that me and Francois could live a happy life together and hopefully he can grow up and take in my footsteps when he gets older as I'm currently teaching him the basics of hunting.
Francois later died at the age of 25 in a battle against 2 giants in a camp he accidentally wandered into trying to fend of a pack of wolves. His father, Bjorn the dragonborn was 60 at this time and hoped in the near future he could be reunited with Francois and possibly Ysolda and Runa in Sovngarde.