Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-25146201-20130818222505/@comment-25146201-20130820035631

(A breton.)

Arcum remembered back it was 31 years ago, but he still remembered.

Arcum: I was 6 years old, living happily with my family. We lived on a homestead though... danger was just around the corner... One night, vampires broke in and kidnapped my entire family, the 5 of us. They kept us in cages like animals. One day they took my father... from his cell and made him an offering to Molag Bal... Right there in front of us. They did it every year for 4 years, sacrificing a member of our family one by one... That's where I learned my skills as a thief. I was 10, I had fashioned a make-shift lockpick and opened my cell door, I snuck through the dungeon and pickpocketed the key out from one. I made my escape and ran back to Daggerfall. I lived on the streets, making money from begging and pickpocketing. The guild saw my skills and raised me... I eventually became the master after many years and many heists. When I was ready, I went back there and killed all thoe vampires in their sleep.