I probably would have been screaming for Tullius' attention at Helgen, when it became apparent that witch of a captain was just going to off me for convenience's sake. And, ya know, kicking Ralof's shins to vouch for the fact that I wasn't a Stormcloak. XD
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might make it to Riverwood, letting Hadvar handle the spiders in the undercroft. Ugh. And I would probably have waited and made him accompany me at least as far as Honningbrew Meadery on his way back to Solitude. From there I could subsist with farming and woodcutting, and train some weapon skills that I've allowed to get rusty over the years. Unlike how I play my game, I'd have a buddy with me nearly everywhere I went. And stay the hell away from all things dragon-like.