January 13, 2014 4:29 AM EST
I am Khajiit. I was born in Anvil and I lived in Benirus Manor. My English isn’t very good since it’s not my native language as I speak khajiiti language. What I heard from neighbors gossip, that old manor once haunted and cleared by my great grandfather. My parents are khajiit merchant that runs cargo shipping to and from Hammerfell and Valenwood. My great grandfather is a khajiit called The Terror of Tamriel and was a Champion of Imperial City Arena around 200 years ago. When I was a kitten, I have sailed across Abecean Sea with my parents until those mer from Aldmeri Dominion attacked Anvil. It was when I separated with my parents and lost them. I want revenge.
I went to Imperial City where those Aldmeri people stayed there. I saw those mer arrest many nords about Talos worshipping. I’ve heard many whispers from taverns to inns that many nords want to cross to Skyrim through Bruma, to return to their homeland where Talos hadn’t been banned and to join The Stormcloaks where people fought against Aldmeri Dominion.
I don’t really care about religion. So, I decided to join those nords in hope to avenge my parents. I take any job I can find and save up money for my revenge journey. I sharpen my skill by clearing dungeons and joined any guild I can find.
But something I’ve learned that Stormcloaks didn’t fight against Aldmeri Dominion. They fought for Skyrim’s freedom against their own kinsmen. Me, khajiit never fight against our own kinsmen. And I’m too late to turn back. The Imperial army caught me with those Stormcloaks. They took all my belonging and that nord named Hadvar even said: Looks like all khajiit always have trouble with them.
And for the worse, I took wrong door that let me escaped Helgen with Hadvar!
Okay, at least he is not as racist as other nords from Skyrim. So I went to Whiterun to report to the Jarl about dragon attack and the story goes as you all know it well.
Sorry if too long