Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20141213173915/@comment-12599067-20150102053755

Faolan learned a good deal in his time at the Academy, but one of the greatest lessons he learned came from the Second Sacking of Markarth. Setting out for the fallen city even before the arrival of the Imperial cohort, he was among the first outsiders to see the aftermath of the battle. He found the city quiet. Empty. The Dwarven ruins stood as a headstone for the mass grave that had become Markarth.

From that day on, Faolan became a little different. He learned that the world wasn't the same safe, happy place he had grown up in. He became a little more solemn. Less idealistic. More... serious. He didn't lose his sense of compassion for people, but he spent a little more time in quiet. It was quiet that filled the void of the great revelation... and in the end, it was in quiet that Faolan took comfort.