Story of a Battlemage Options

[Doommeister]

Hi Everyone

I would just like to say thanks to everyone who has inspired me to write a story, namely Acadian, Malx, H.E.R, Minque, Black Hand, and many others.

I know it's only a short start, but please bear with me.

I welcome any and all criticism, as I am only a new writer. Hope you enjoy

Arrival

I finally arrived at the Imperial City from Vvardenfall. The night before we docked I had a strange dream.

As I dreamed, I saw an old man in purple and blue robes, with three swordsmen fleeing through what looked like underground passages. they were ambushed by mortals in Daedric armour, and the old man was struck down.

His assassin grabbed an amulet from the old Imperial's neck, but was killed by the Redguard swordsman, who was screaming in anger. A rat came out of nowhere, grabbed the amulet, dodged the Redguard's grab and scurried off.

Strangely enough though, the old Imperial seemed to know I was watching, as he looked at me and desperately gasped out, "Find the Amulet of Kings and go to Jauffre in Chorrol."


Shaking, I was woken up by the ship's captain. Picking up my sword, armour, and several books I was led over to the Imperial Immigration office.

The stout Imperial who was sitting behind the large desk asked me a few questions, such as:

"What is your name, sera?"
I told him "Kael'thas Serethi"
"When were you born?"
I replied "30th Sun's Dawn 3E412"
"Your occupation?"
I said "Battlemage"
"And what is your purpose in coming to Cyrodiil?"

Getting frustrated with the ongoing questions, I spat out "I would like to explore this part of Tamriel. Is my interview over yet?"
The immigration officer sighed and told me to go.

As I walked out of the office, an Ayleid ruin seemed to jump into my sight.

This post has been edited by Doommeister: Jul 5 2011, 03:17 PM