Calvarious Baal DarkForge
Age: 16
Story place: Morrowind
Year: 3E 424
Date: 16 Last seed
INTRODUCTION
"What is the difference between something eternal and gold?, what is the difference between something valuable and your life?, it is the void means something?, the void is nothing?, Could be the void means everything?, the real essence of all things?, Would be the light just be a consequence?, a glance off the impact on everything?, Why the life is made to return to the void? If that could be true, What is the point of death" - I like to think in big, just to think I have this one life to got it all, to make my own rules, to be most what life gift me, to think out of the square, and in consequence to me become eternal - Baal DarkForge
The Imperial city was under a terrible outbreak of diseases and illness, by the style of life in the city brought to decay of morality and decency, after the events of Jagar Tharn who contributes to the decay of that time, the Imperial city was a mess, gambling, bad habits even was allowed the slaves system, brings the city to a dark era, bandits and dark cults lurked in every corner, and in some point the depravation in the city overruns it, a plague of pestilence and putrefaction infects the city, a cult of necromancers started to make a massive harvest of souls, the city sank down in a state of chaos, perversion and corruption, the lucky ones who reaches to escape run to the forest, the mountains and surroundings of the devastated city, a state of madness was in the environment.
Calvarious Baal DarkForge, and Imperial with Imperial fathers, his mother was a merchant who had a stall in luxurious clothes and jewelry in the Merchant District , his father was a blacksmith loyal to the Imperial Legion, he made weapons and armors for the Empire, had good reputation and his work was recognized by his quality, Baal got good education in one of the most civilized places, the Imperial city, but even all that good situation was not enough to face the destiny of the city, things just happen. He carried a special weapon what forged his father for him, some kind of staff blunt two handed weapon, he named "Your Strength", gives him as a gift, Lucan Baal's father was a recognized blacksmith on Cyrodiil and Morrowind, even Skyrim.
At the age of sixteen Baal had to survival in the forests alone, running out of the devastated city, after some months in the wildness, the events makes him to go Morrowind, he pass close to Mourhold and Narsis, he was definitely searching a safe place so when the opportunity came to him he took it, he find a ship what was going to Vvanderfell, he remember his father was well known there, the ship arrives on the port of Seyda Neen, the small village in the southern Bitter Coast region. The Imperial Legion guards the seaport and his father’s knew the place, he had business with the town, his father provided weapons and armors to Imperials made by iron and steel, to supply the Legion on Morrowind. Sellus Gravius, an Imperial guard and Knight Errand of the Legion in the Census and Excise Office, received, Baal, but now on he had to manage on itself. He was on Morrowind, not in the comfort of his Imperial streets, plazas or house.
Sellus Gravius (Captain-Knight Errand):
-It’s a miracle you have arrived by here by your own, after the disaster on the Imperial City… I can’t imagine the horror on the streets of the city, running and saving his life of one each other. -
Pallia Restita (Imperial Female Healer):
-Poor child… let me examine you…-
-You look alright, you don’t have any symptoms and any sign of Corprus.-
Baal Darkforges:
-I’m thirsty, do you have some water?...
Pallia Restita: (with a cold voice)
-Captain, this one can pass.
Baal Darkforges:
-Thanks for the water… (with sarcasm) He doesnt receive water.
Sellus Gravius:
-You have the correct age to defend yourself, or don’t you have the “Balls” to do it? Hahahaha (mockingly)
-I’m just joking child. Don’t worry, I knew your father Lucan Oritious Darkforge and how good blacksmith he was, hell yeah, he provided all the Imperial troops of this town and more, you have to be proud of your roots child.
-You always will have a place, here… in the Census and Excise Office (mockingly)
No, seriously, you can rest over that bedroll, placed there, then you can do whatever you want, and feel free to pass by here anytime you want.
Baal Darkforges:
-Alright, thanks Sellus, I have some things over here I wanted to sell, I picked up some things I found while I travel, I can earn some money, to survive.
Sellus Gravius:
-That’s good boy, there is an Altmer names Arille, he runs his own shop names Arille’s Tradehouse, I like to see someone who can manage himself, you know, people who behave like that are always in high ranks of command, maybe you would have talent.
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Calvarious Baal DarkForge
Age: 16
Story place: Morrowind
Year: 3E 424
Date: 16 Last seed
INTRODUCTION
"What is the difference between something eternal and gold?, what is the difference between something valuable and your life?, it is the void means something?, the void is nothing?, Could be the void means everything?, the real essence of all things?, Would be the light just be a consequence?, a glance off the impact on everything?, Why the life is made to return to the void? If that could be true, What is the point of death" - I like to think in big, just to think I have this one life to got it all, to make my own rules, to be most what life gift me, to think out of the square, and in consequence to me become eternal - Baal DarkForge
The Imperial city was under a terrible outbreak of diseases and illness, by the style of life in the city brought to decay of morality and decency, after the events of Jagar Tharn who contributes to the decay of that time, the Imperial city was a mess, gambling, bad habits even was allowed the slaves system, brings the city to a dark era, bandits and dark cults lurked in every corner, and in some point the depravation in the city overruns it, a plague of pestilence and putrefaction infects the city, a cult of necromancers started to make a massive harvest of souls, the city sank down in a state of chaos, perversion and corruption, the lucky ones who reaches to escape run to the forest, the mountains and surroundings of the devastated city, a state of madness was in the environment.
Calvarious Baal DarkForge, and Imperial with Imperial fathers, his mother was a merchant who had a stall in luxurious clothes and jewelry in the Merchant District , his father was a blacksmith loyal to the Imperial Legion, he made weapons and armors for the Empire, had good reputation and his work was recognized by his quality, Baal got good education in one of the most civilized places, the Imperial city, but even all that good situation was not enough to face the destiny of the city, things just happen. He carried a special weapon what forged his father for him, some kind of staff blunt two handed weapon, he named "Your Strength", gives him as a gift, Lucan Baal's father was a recognized blacksmith on Cyrodiil and Morrowind, even Skyrim.
At the age of sixteen Baal had to survival in the forests alone, running out of the devastated city, after some months in the wildness, the events makes him to go Morrowind, he pass close to Mourhold and Narsis, he was definitely searching a safe place so when the opportunity came to him he took it, he find a ship what was going to Vvanderfell, he remember his father was well known there, the ship arrives on the port of Seyda Neen, the small village in the southern Bitter Coast region. The Imperial Legion guards the seaport and his father’s knew the place, he had business with the town, his father provided weapons and armors to Imperials made by iron and steel, to supply the Legion on Morrowind. Sellus Gravius, an Imperial guard and Knight Errand of the Legion in the Census and Excise Office, received, Baal, but now on he had to manage on itself. He was on Morrowind, not in the comfort of his Imperial streets, plazas or house.
Sellus Gravius (Captain-Knight Errand):
-It’s a miracle you have arrived by here by your own, after the disaster on the Imperial City… I can’t imagine the horror on the streets of the city, running and saving his life of one each other. -
Pallia Restita (Imperial Female Healer):
-Poor child… let me examine you…-
-You look alright, you don’t have any symptoms and any sign of Corprus.-
Baal Darkforges:
-I’m thirsty, do you have some water?...
Pallia Restita: (with a cold voice)
-Captain, this one can pass.
Baal Darkforges:
-Thanks for the water… (with sarcasm) He doesnt receive water.
Sellus Gravius:
-You have the correct age to defend yourself, or don’t you have the “Balls” to do it? Hahahaha (mockingly)
-I’m just joking child. Don’t worry, I knew your father Lucan Oritious Darkforge and how good blacksmith he was, hell yeah, he provided all the Imperial troops of this town and more, you have to be proud of your roots child.
-You always will have a place, here… in the Census and Excise Office (mockingly)
No, seriously, you can rest over that bedroll, placed there, then you can do whatever you want, and feel free to pass by here anytime you want.
Baal Darkforges:
-Alright, thanks Sellus, I have some things over here I wanted to sell, I picked up some things I found while I travel, I can earn some money, to survive.
Sellus Gravius:
-That’s good boy, there is an Altmer names Arille, he runs his own shop names Arille’s Tradehouse, I like to see someone who can manage himself, you know, people who behave like that are always in high ranks of command, maybe you would have talent.
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