The beginning.

• Posted by Eòghann Snow November 10, 2011 - 246 views

  Now how did I end up here?

   

  It seemed like months since I had set out from what I used to consider my home, the small village in the mountains above Evermor. The memory of my friends and what little family I had there was distant as it had been flooded with expectations and anxiety over my future in the lands of my father.

   

  I had never met him - my father - and my mother would seldom talk about him while she was still alive. All I know was that he had been a man of great power and esteem in the Eastern reaches of Skyrim. I did not carry his name, yet I was denied my mother's. I was always a bastard, his bastard, even though he had never seen my eyes. I was ready now – had been ready – to meet him, to show I was worthy and be accepted as his son.

   

  Perhaps it was my folly to believe he would even see me, if he was anywhere to be found. Mother never said he wouldn't, but she always got a sad look in her eyes when I asked her if she knew where he was. Ara said rumours were he had been killed in a way, but I had refused to believe her. What had I to stay for anyway?

   

  We set off together, Brannath and I. Our journey was joyful and excited the first days, and we arrived in Dragonstar with little problems. The glee and freedom as we explored the city's beverage and spices is strong in my mind, like the playful games we played with the beautiful maidens of Hammerfell. It is a strange city, full of golden hair and fair skin of my brethren Nords as well as the dark, exotic beauties of the south. Perhaps those days and nights will be my last of joy and friendship...

   

  I lost my friend – I thought of him as my brother – just when we had passed into the goal of our adventure, the beautiful realm of Skyrim. I still don't know how the skirmish started, and many fell dead before Brannath fell and I lost consciousness.

   

  It was not the beginning I imagined. I woke up a captive, blamed, accused, for defending my honour and my friend. I have despaired, but I will not give up now. I am a son of Skyrim.