HeretoforeAh... I see you’re not familiar with me so far... Let me tell you about myself.
I had a mixed set of roles: Bounty Hunter, Trader, Politician. I was attacked by random sets of people in Cyrodil and Morrowind, but let me tell you about the part that led me here...
I never heard about the Aldmeri Dominion and their banning of Talos, and after I met one of their soldiers whilst wearing an Amulet of Talos and some familiar armour. He was NOT happy.
Said he was gonna lock me up and interrogate me for any information about the Rebellion, and if I did not come along they’d kill me.
I thought they were a threat to Tamriel, and they were, but I had not realised that these elves were partnered up with the Empire, and being so foolish with the little information I had: that these were dangerous threats to myself, I attacked.
I hardly managed to put but a dent in one of their soldiers, and I fleed. There was no other way to go but across the border: to Skyrim. I was screaming for any kind of help as I sprinted into the cold wintery forests of Skyrim, looking back at the Elven Armour wearing Squad chasing me with no regrets.
As I looked back in front of me, I heard screams of the same voice behind me, with an unknown menacing shout. When I turned around, I saw a large patch of fire and burnt corpses.
At that point, I could not process what happened. “Where did the fire come from?” “What was that distorting scream?” These were the thoughts in my head.
I decided this was finally the time to... half rest. I walked forward, knowing that I should be free from the Thalmor clutches, as they could not have gathered information about me if none were alive to meet their leader.
I hit a team of Blue Armored Soldiers and a young, bearded man. I decided to sneak along, not knowing if they were friend or foe, with hopes they’ll take me to civilisation, or I’d be able to see what killed the set of soldiers behind my trail.
That was a huge mistake, that was meant to happen.
As the soldiers moved along, they were ambushed by the Imperial Soldiers, wearing Imperial Leather and Steel. They shot most of the Blue Team down, and I was going to turn around in the middle of battle, as if they saw me, they probably could think I was part of the team. But however, it was too late. They knocked me down, and I could not remember the rest: I was unconcious.
That was all I remembered until now.