The adventures of Arthago, My first fan fiction so be gentle Options

[Agent Griff]

So, just that you know, this is my first fan fiction ever. I have done backstories for my Oblivion characters before but this will be different. It will also be from a First Person perspective, something I'm experimenting with for the first time btw. So here we go:

In the year 400 of our curent era, in the stronghold of Vulnim gate located to the North-East of Sentinel, I was born. My mother was a humble peasant girl who barely reached the age of 18. My father was a knight in the Order of the Candle, a great man, who many looked up to. Some could say that I had an easy life up ahead, beeing the son of a noble warrior but I can firmly deny their claims. My father was a perfectionist, always was, always will be. He always wanted me to strive to do the best I could in all my affairs. I was forced to join the Knights of the Candle at a fragile age. I was trained and chiseled in a warrior with knowledge of etiquette and various other skills. I was mainly a fighter though, I never was much of a diplomat.

When I reached the age of 15 my father gifted me with a horse of my own. I called him Whisper because he was quite quick and very quiet for an animal of his size. He wasn't much of a war horse though and always craved for my love and care. I figured that if I ever went into battle on his back I should dismount first to meet my enemies. My life went on in the same way until I reached the age of 18 years old.

At my eighteenth birthday I was greeted with the news that my father was found dead somewhere to the east of Vulnim Gate. It was a great tragedy, my mother was devasted. She wasn't worried for the death of her husband as much as she was worried that she would loose her social standing. That terrified her so. She was always the ambitious sort that clinged to whatever inch of power she could. She realized that she was going to have to take a job after the death of my father. She didn't have a great many skills. She knew how to spend money very well but didn't know many ways of making it. She got married to my father before she could complete her studies. She could have been a merchant but she was forced to work at a tavern.

After a few years of working at the tavern she must have caught some ilness from a traveller. Whatever happened she died a few days after and I was left completely alone, with no one to help me anymore. I was going to have to decide what to do and that had to happen fast or else I would end up some beggar on the street, and I know that my father wouldn't want that.

This is the end of the first part of the story. I hope you liked it and I also hope that I will receive some feedback.

This post has been edited by Agent Griff: Mar 4 2006, 09:07 AM

[Agent Griff]

So here's the newest update people. Oblivion will keep me from writing too much though, so I'm sorry if the updates are gonna be a bit slow. Here it is anyway!

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After talking to Marshall Daron about the murder of Lord Kain, I made my way to the "Hunding's Rest" inn to get my armour and the seal of my order. I was going to need it if I wanted to at least enter the throne room, not to mention geting an audience with the king. If he was anything like his father, the mighty Camaron, then I was going to have my hands full. I reached the inn at midnight. The door was locked. Damn it! Why do things always have to get in my way when I plan on doing something? I broke the lock and entered, if any guard saw that the lock was broken then I was in deep trouble, knight status or not.

I quickly made my way upstairs and fitted my armour on. I put my scimitar into the scabard and the scabard on my belt. Having a sword at your side was always an intimidating thing. People knew that you could draw your sword quickly and strike at their throats in an instant. Weapons and armour aside, I quickly exited the inn and closed the door after me. I ran on the dark streets to the palace, with a little luck the king could be awake. If he liked to train with the sword at night, as I often do, then I was in luck. If not, I would have to wait untill morning.

I reached the palace and saw the king entering the grand hall in which ambasadors from other lands were welcomed. I shouted at him and he turned. He had a guard who was guarding him which drew his sword and looked towards me.
"I won't harm the king, I only want to talk with his Majesty." I said, as I kneeled and raised my hands.
The guard seemed pleased and sheathed his sword. The king aproached me, with his guard in front of him, and started talking to me. If this wasn't a rash aproach then I don't know what is.
"What are you doing here at this time of night citizen?" the king asked me.
"If you allow me to be so bold, what are you doing here at this time of night your Majesty?" I asked, bordering on the arrogant.
"Affairs of state." The king responded in a calm voice.
"Would you allow me to ask your Majesty a question about the campaign in Lainlyn which has been bothering me?" I humbly asked.
"Why of course, you are a knight in the order of the city after all." King Lhotun responded. At least he was friendly.
"I have heard that Lord Kain was murdered. He was our ally your Majesty!" I said, trying not to shout at the king.
"Yes, it was sadly necessary. He rebeled against his brother, Baron Shrike. Shrike was our vassal in the province, and even though he was a tyrant with his own people he managed to collect all the taxes and make alot of money in the end. Lord Kain was going to assume command and make Lainlyn into an independent state. We gave him two choices, to either accept to rule for us or be killed." the king said with a certain sadness in his voice.
"From what I've heard, Lord Kain was given no choices and murdered in cold blood." I said, using what information Marshall Daron gave me.
"No choices? Murdered? Who gave you this information knight?" the king asked in a confused voice.
"A veteran of the Order who was there. If you want, we could go and meet him right now to hear what happened." I calmly said.
"So it shall be, I want to hear what happened there from a soldier's perspective." the king said.

Thus we set off to the house of Marshall Daron. He was probably sleeping now though. He was quite a grouch when he was awake and well rested, I wonder how he will be when he is awoken from his sleep? We reached his house in short time though. I knocked. After quite an ammount of knocking, somebody finally opened the door.
"Who, in Dagon's name, is it at this kind of hour?" Marshall Daron said in a rude voice.
"The king of Sentinel, son of Camaron and brother of Greklith." King Lhotun responded.
"Oh, umm sorry your Majesty! I didn't know it was you sir, please come in!" Marshall Daron humbly said. It was good to see him follow orders for once.
I, together with the King and his guard entered the Marshall's small house.
"I've been hearing some alternate accounts of Lord Kain's last stand, explain yourself soldier!" the king said in a authoritative tone.
"I was there when the man died your Majesty. The story is fresh in my mind and I can tell it to you if you wish." Marshall Daron said.
"I wish so, tell me." the king plainly said.
"Well, after Baron Shrike got what he deserved, Lord Kain organised a feast with all the high-ranking knights that participated in the battles and the comanding lords. I was invited to the feast. It was on a Loredas evening. I was seated near Lord Vhosek, the one who comanded the whole force of Sentinel. So were many of our knights. To the oposite side of the table, stood Lord Kain together with his host of knights which served him. Lord Kain rose and gave a toast in our honour. Lord Vhosek then rose as well and walked to the side of the table. He proposed a toast in honour of Lord Kain's new reign. At the end of the toast, he threw his wine goblet on the floor and gave a fire comand. A dozen archers, bearing the symbol of a Moon on their chests, then barged into the room and showered Lord Kain and his men with arrows. The hall then erupted into a bloodbath. Lord Kain's men followed their leader into the grave after fighting with our knights. I didn't know what to do for a moment, and was then forced to defend myself against a knight of Lord Kain. We fought and I killed the poor man. Is that how you do politics my king?" Marshall Daron said in a very sad voice.
"It was not suposed to happen so. Lord Vhosek was to propose terms to Lord Kain in a friendly enviroment. It seems Lord Vhosek has lied to me about the slaying of Lord Kain. He told me that Lord Kain tried to ambush him and his men. And that symbol of the Moon, it's the symbol of Lord Vhosek's men. I shall try to figure out a way to solve this problem. Marshall, knight, meet me in a few days at the palace and we shall put an end to this injustice." the king said, bearing anger in his voice.
"So be it!" I said in a jolly voice.

I always liked to see how justice was enacted on those who lied, cheated or, even worse, murdered for their personal gain. So I had an apointment with the King in a few days, great! I advanced a great deal this past year, from a meager peasant with just the clothes on his back to a knight in the service of the King.



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That's the end of this chapter folks! I'll begin a new thread for the following chapter but you can still write your opinions about this update. Cheers!