Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25666550-20141208041650/@comment-25666550-20141208060018

Part 1

Stimar was born in Whiterun to two warrior Nords. When he was 14 his parents were killed by a Thalmor named Elenwen for Talos worship. He had no where to go so he took his father's axe and amulet of Talos and he was adopted by a Khajiit caravan. He left all his friends behind him. Along his way the Khajiits taught him how to use a sword. He also was trained in bartering. He once again had to leave his friends including Kharjo. He promised one day he'd come back to Skyrim with tons of exotic items. He had made friends and rivals all over the place. He beat an orc stronghold champion with his fist, took out a Thalmor establishment, bested 7 bandits with an oak log, and spit in a kings face. But that was nothing compared to what he did in Cyrdell. He caught up with warriors who despised the Thalmor. Here's what happened...

He just got away from a city he doesn't care to remember when he saw what appeared to be warriors. What's this? he thought ''no one leaves me out of a fight! ''He ran up to then and asked if he could help them. They told him they are going to attack a Thalmor base. Stimar smiled at the thought of destroying a Thalmor base. Their plan was to simply surround the base with archers and shoot while the melee warriors broke inside. This plan failed when they discovered their scouts were wrong calculating the number of elves. The Thalmor that appeared to be the leader called a halt to the fight. He put on his elven armor and said that he challenged one of us to a fight. If we won, they would surrender, if not... we will be beheaded. No one came forward which made the elves laugh. Stimar quickly stepped forward, a soldier cried out that the leader was a warrior for a hundred years. The Altmer picked up his flawless elven greatsword. Stimar picked up his sword and shield, he knew that there was only a little chance he would survive. He took the first swing at the Thalmor's neck and was quickly deflected with ease. The Altmer swung from the right and rammed his sword into Stimar's shield make Stimar stagger backwards. The Altmer swung again and sliced his chest and then kicked him with his elven boot. He quickly got back up just to be sliced again. For a second time Stimar tried to stand up. This time he knew he was about to be sliced and deflected it. The Altmer went for his neck which was when Stimar made his move and ducked then cut the Altmers hand off. He took up the eleven greatsword and cut the Altmers head off. The Thalmor started running away, a warrior came up to him and said he needed to get out of the area before reinforcements come. He brought his goods with him and headed to Whiterun to settle back down.

When he came to the border people were riding away from the border. He rode over to investigate what was going on. When he saw some sort of soldier with an arrow in his arm he knew this was an ambush. He rode away from the first soldier but soon he was surrounded by Imperials. He didn't know wether to fight or surrender. He was about to choose fight but he felt something like metal bang against the back of his head then he past out.

To Be Continued...