For the love of Talos...

[damn_elves]

Those damn faithless Imperials really get on my nerves as I want to wipe them off the face of the map. And as for dragons....I do not want to hear more tales of a dragon burning down my villages and holds throughout the land. Yet you want to send me off to far lands, scribe? My place is with my people. I do not know when another dragon strike will take place and the Dragonborn is meant to help us cleanse our lands of these foul beasts.

Tullius is a thorn in my side indeed. But soon, my Stormcloaks will reclaim Skyrim back off that pig. The heartless snake will have his time when I pierce his heart with my blade. I will not abide by what you wish at this moment, scribe. I have a war to fight.

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[regretzio]

[strum]

♪ The world you should be glad to see
I envy your opportunity
A traveler I used to be ♪

[wolfenris]

You sound annoyed.

[conjuredskies]

[Oh. So you'd be...]

...I'm sure the Jarl of Windhelm can commission any map he likes.

[dovahkitty]

Yes, I'm...trying to work on the dragons.

*And getting your prejudice off the throne of Windhelm, he doesn't say. He may be getting braver and braver by the battle but he hasn't thrown off that skittishness that characterized him when he first came to Skyrim.*

[damn_elves]

Very good. Perhaps, I should employ you as a minstrel in my court.

[damn_elves]

[An elf?]

You could say that.

[damn_elves]

You mean Balgruuf? [He snorted.]

He picked the wrong side, siding the with Imperials.

[damn_elves]

[A Khajiit, what next?]

Working on dragons, cat?

[wolfenris]

You could elaborate?

*yes a brooding Lyrium tattoo'ed elf*

[damn_elves]

[Lyrium? Is that like Skooma?]

I have a problem with dragons scorching my land and I'm fighting a war with a faction of people bent on taking Skyrim for themselves. I fight for Skyrim and her people. Her true people. The Nords.

[wolfenris]

*More like mana regeneration combined with soul gems and magic burned into the skin. He cannot do magic himself though*

Sounds similar to Thedas except...we are ravaged by Darkspawn and dragons.

[regretzio]

[strum]

♪ Maybe if there's no archers - they and I don't agree
One of them once punched me in the kidney ♪

[dovahkitty]

On the problem of them, yes. I'm the Dragonborn.

*Ears twitch at the racial slur with a jingling of earrings, but he's heard it so much he just doesn't react to it anymore.*

[damn_elves]

Ah, so you are the Dragonborn. [He eyed the cat up closely. A Khajiit? Well, if the Greybeards had chosen him...]

Have you spoken with the Greybeards yet?

[damn_elves]

Darkspawn? What in Talos is that?

[wolfenris]

A blighted creature which spreads corruption where they ravage...

*Fenris prickles*

[damn_elves]

Blighted? Sounds like some of the creatures we have here. Thalmor, trolls, Orcs, Elves.....many of them.

[wolfenris]

You do not like elves overmuch...

[damn_elves]

[Oh, does the username give anything away?....]

Not much, no. Not your particular race, but ones called Thalmor or High Elves. Mages and stuck up bastards. We fought them once in a war, where they tried to take Skyrim from us.

[wolfenris]

Mages....

*theres a world of fury and hate in that one word and his lip curls, tattoos flickering with blue light*

[damn_elves]

[Ulfric sensed the anger in the elf's eyes.]

Ah, so you despise them also? Damn traitors to Skyrim and her people.

[wolfenris]

In my world...the mages have taken control of an empire...the Tevinter Imperium. They use dark Blood magic...and enslave others...especially elves...I...escaped my former master....he...burned these markings into my flesh...to create the pet he desired, with the powers he wanted.

*and he shows him, the brands flaring bright*

Sorry for the slowness! I'm kind of busy. >_<

[dovahkitty]

I have. And quite a bit more than that. The big black one that showed up to interrupt our executions, he's the one freeing all the others. I tried to shoot him down once, but my arrows were like needles. So the Greybeards' master sent me on a search for an Elder Scroll of all things, to learn how to defeat him.

*He wishes his mundane would actually pick up the game again. He doesn't like what Alduin said about having a belly full of souls. For the time being he doesn't even care who he's talking to anymore. The gravity of the situation has gotten to him at last. The political climate of Skyrim won't matter much if all Nirn is destroyed, now will it? So it isn't to a potential enemy anymore that he sighs a little, the tip of his tail twitching slowly behind him.*

Even with what I learned he still flew off after I thought I'd had him.

[damn_elves]

Blood magic? Evil. We have Necromancers over in Skyrim, evil bastards, the lot of them.

He did that to you? You should hunt him down and kill him for that.