Chapter 1 of Ajiho-Zhago's Tale

• Posted by Joseph Carrino April 8, 2012 - 303 views

  We last left Ajiho-Zhago as he recounts his past with the death of his family by the hand of Ufric Stormcloak.

   

   

  The days dragged on as I pondered why they left me, I was the one they were after in the first place, why leave me? Perhaps it was the ultimate punishment? Being alone in the world with no one to care for.  Well it matters little my life is as good as over, I slowly walk, sometimes I run it’s always a blur. Days turned to months, months to years and still I mourned. On a particularly sad day I walked through a particularly large valley and on the horizon I see men. In my experience the only people that are usually out this early are ones that wished me harm and which usually led to me giving away anything of value that I may have procured. As I turned around to leave, to run away from my problems, the voice of my father echoed in my head “courage is not the absence of fear, but rather the judgment that something else is more important than fear.” What have I accomplished these years NOTHING, if I ever want to leave a positive impact on the world then I must truly devote myself to the process and look at the big picture past my small lifetime. A place where all Argonians can live with Nords, and Khajiit peacefully. My sadness was replaced with anger, anger for those who did wrong to me. The Stormcloaks more importantly Ufric Stormcloak himself they had to pay. Death. No death was to good for them, they must suffer as I suffered. Death is but an escape they will wish for death as I have angry atronachs tear them apart. Knowledge I must learn so as never to be in the dark, I must free Skyrim of it’s burden, no freedom can be taken away I must educate the public with the knowledge that they can chose their own paths. But first I must extract my vengeance, before the peace there must be war. I set my eyes firmly on the men in the distance just as the hilt of the sword was brought down on my head…