Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-31940900-20131209221432

In the years to come, our hero Dovahkiin, slayer of countless evil, would become our greatest threat. Dovahkiin fought and fought, but blood wasn't enough, he needed power as well. Clavius Vile told of an ancient fount of unlimated power. Dovahkiin tempted by a promise of power, he went. But this would be a mistake he would regret. This was not power he felted, but a plague. The plague granted it's user an unlimated magika pool at their disposal, but it would devour its victim until nothing remained. Dovahkiin would be known as the Plague Master Harvus Tark, and would lead an army of his blighted followers. Only by the combined efforts of both the Dominion and the Empire, were they to slow their advance. The war ended with Tark's death. Twenty long and brutal years passed and nothing has changed. The Empire is all but gone, The Dominion is no more, and the provinces have been reduced to savage barbaric states. This isn't a tale about good versus evil, this is about survival. 