Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-14011542-20131009214425/@comment-80.4.165.219-20131113234115

A bard sits a the fire of a tavern the town, and begins to tell a tale to earn his board and bread for the night

let me speak of a man called Eddard an imperial man with a touch of redgard in him. He was raised in Burma as an orphan, the only clue to his heritage a banner of kavach with theof a septium coin sown on the back wiith I V cut into it.

A simple life was shatered by the great war He choosing to serve at 16 both to protect his home land and maybe find some answers to a shrouded past. In the seige of the imperial city, during which he found himself quarterd at the college, within he found tome on conniage (maybe the nauty parments had alredy been taken by others) revealed that the coin was minted in the year of the oblivion crisis but from thier the clues dried up. He continued to serve throughout the war rising to the position of decanus (chief of ten). Following the white gold concordate with out much purpose and suffering the scars of war he wandered cyrodil in seach of a purpose ocationally taking mercenary work to support himself, on one such job he found a coin the matched the burn, in the prisions of the imperial city were the flight of an emporor had change the fate of another.

The I V was carved as a token of reconision for under cover blades meaning  in Vigilans (in Vigilance) and was used during the crisis. This lead to a hunt to find any surviving blade. This was to prove a imposible task in cyridil especialy with the secracy needed to avoid the thalmor

.A text from morrowind proved the answer saved from the country and wisked away by a boat that was to fall pray to pirates. It was found on a mission to clear them out. the text metioned the name of a kajyit person of intrest, Mariq the lair. Saying that it was belived he had some devine connection and could see truths though often spoke in riddles and appeeared to be immortal and able to appear anyware. with so many kajyit caravans heading to skyrim in seah of profit it seemed a logical place to find the Kajyit.

Eddard signed on to a weapons shippment caravan ( it would transpire to be an black market shipment to the stormcloaks.) sneaking across the border a night for the trade to take place later that night, they were met at the rondevue by a figure in a priest traveling robes.

slited kats eyes gaazed at eddard and the figure spoke ' child of the man, the blood of a reluctant emperor and a unlikly champion flows through you, seek answers in the frozen north, ancients await a final bout and  would see your heritage fall, it is a crown of thorns you inherit, but your voice may see you through and after.. well after we will see if a shattered world will unite to bend to one of the blood again.'

the figure strode off into the mist tail swinging like a errant pedulum behind him, while other figure apprached through dawns light to collect thier shipment. A hail of greeting was barley spoken when arrows and magic  sprung from all directions, After takinga number of hits (lukly none to the knee) and unable to stand he was approched by a female imperial captain who  clubed eddard to the ground and he lost conchous, to awake hours later already in skyrim heading towards an executioners axe and destiny

But that story is another story for another time