Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140210211511/@comment-27783182-20140216140356

(if they don't run away or faint when they see J...)

J'dharjo was flying along the Gold Road. He was tired of all of that war. He decided either join the Empire or join the Mages.

But... Which one?

J'dharjo wasn't sure. He was always loyal to the Empire and even fought in the Great War. However, he loved magic and was a master at it. He knew all of the spells, except the master ones. (because someone in this rp will complain about being OP.)

''Damn it! I can't think of which to join!''

He remembered about the Imperial Guards making fun of him, calling him a Falmer, because of his previous insanely pale skin and his Suthay-Raht size. He then decided to take revenge on then. He had to go to either High Rock, Morrowind or Alinor.

He finally decided. He was going to go to Alinor, as he lived there most of his time as a pirate.

He started his quest.