User:Kyrillia Skye

They say I fell off the back of a cart while my family fled Morrowind after Red Mountain erupted. I was raised in an Orc stronghold by a Forge Wife. I've been asked not to reveal the name of the stronghold to protect the privacy of my adoptive family, so I do not use my Orc last name. I go by the name Kyrillia Skye, which was what my Orc mother thought a Dark Elf should be called. I'm not so young anymore, but I'm not even close to decrepit...at least not by Elf standards!

I'm something of an adventurer, though I'm mainly in it for the whole "going to new places, seeing new things" not the gold or glory....although a little more gold would be nice. I've been told I should write a book about my adventures. And I just might...as soon as I'm done with them!

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I travelled with a Khajiit caravan for a while and learned to appreciate their strangeness. They really are very clever and have a deceptively gentle way about them. They have an odd culture and are bound by some sort of caste system, but those bindings become looser the farther they drift from Elsweyr. Some of those born here in Skyrim regard these cultural rules just as old-fashioned traditions. I know they have a bad reputation, but they were nothing but polite and honest with me during my stay with them.

I spent quite a bit of time at the Winterhold College. I petitioned Arch-Mage Aren for admittance, but was denied. He said that I had a "quick and interesting mind" and a certain amount of magical talent, but that he didn't feel I was mature enough attend the college. I suppose I should be offended but Aren was a very gracious host and he did let me stay for a while and audit some classes. He is a fascinating person and we spent many hours together discussing the old imperial mages guild, magical theory, the impact the war was having on the college (and vice versa), and a hundred other things I may put in my book. There's something sad about him; I have a feeling he is haunted by some terrible past event but I didn't have the heart to press the matter.