Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-4356155-20131201232055/@comment-25286356-20131205215008

Uther turns back and gladly accepts the bottle of rum offered by Sam, the only other person he trusts. He drinks a bit and brings his axe closer to the fire, thus making the flames reflect upon it.

"I earned it while fighting at the Arena, back in Cyrodiil. I was a Gladiator for the Blue Team. The Grand Champion, at the time favoured the Yellow Team."

The hulking brute takes another sip or rum and gives back the bottle to Sam.

"One day, I met this beautiful woman. A bosmer. She had golden hair, piercing eyes and perfect lips. I was smitted. Naturally, I charmed her. Just as we jumped into bed, her husband walked in on us. I'll let you guess who her husband was.

The Behemot of a man gets closer to the fire and shows a series of letters written in Ancient Nord dialect.

"I killed the man in single combat. We fought for nearly a full hour, before I finnaly cut his leg. I didn't waste time beheading him. Next thing I know, they declare me Grand Champion. This beauty of an axe--Grognak, I call her--is my trophy. We've been together for nearly six years, now."