Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24560300-20140218194835/@comment-96.245.18.94-20141104201559

Your Name: Cacci Veno

Your Gender: Male

Your Race:Imperial

Your Kingdom;Cyrodil

Your Occupation:Blacksmith

Your Backround Story: I was born in Cyrodil, my Parents each serving the Emperor and had their own quarters in the White-Gold Tower. My father a Blacksmith, My mother a Royal Guard. When my Mother was killed for His Majesty, My father couldn't handle himself. He soon quit his job, abondaned me. After months of drinking, he soon comitted suicide. Then I was there, alone. No Job. No Money. The little skill my father taught me before- Ya' know. I soon got a letter from the Jarl of Whiterun which read

''Dear Cacci, I have heard of your mother's great deed to the Emperor. Now, The reason Im sending this to you is, On her will, she owed you money. 10,000 coins. Now, we have it in our treasury, and you will also be given free lessons by Eorlund Gray-Mane of the Skyforge.''

I left for Skyrim, intending for a better life. As I reached the broder, I saw colors that weren't the Imperials'

I heard war cries. Then everything went black.