Looks as though trouble always follows poor Dro-Ma....My charges were murdered and as i tracked down their killers I was accused of illegally crossing the border to Skyrim. At least Dro-Ma knows where he is.
We finally stopped moving. An annoying Nord told Dro-Ma this settlement was called Helgen. We were sentenced to death by these accursed legionares. A "Stormcloak" was the only one of us to lose his head. Unlucky Dro-Ma experienced a dragon attack Helgen.
Dro-Ma's life was placed in the hands of an incompetent Nord named Hadvar. He seems okay, I will let him live. My charges last wish was to kill anyone in my path to get to the bandit clan that killed them. As their secret assassin Dro-Ma swore. But He will let this one live.
Hadvar groes more annoying as he continually mocks Dro-Ma for using no weapons. If Hadvar knew my purpose what Dro-Ma was trained for he would piss himself. I entertain the thought.
We made it out of Helgen. Hadvar tells Dro-Ma that his uncle, Alvor, would help Dro-Ma. Dro-Ma now regrets finishing the training he recieved with the Counsel of the Fifth Claw, a secret order who were formed by the merchants of Elsweyr to train prominent cubs as special assassins assigned for lif to a head caravaneer. Dro-Ma sees a mine. He will scout it out and eliminate any bandits inside. Dro-Ma will find these murderers......and eliminate them.
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