The Tale Of Jerrick, Chapter 1 Options

[Shinnok]

My name is Jerrick Ettiene, son of Claude Ettiene and Arrielle Ettiene. I am Breton born and raised in High Rock. I had few luxuries for my father was a Fisherman. We lived in a small cottage near the Bjoulsae River living off the fish my father caught. At the age of 12 my father let me go hunt in the forests to provide for my Mother who fell ill. That's when it all started.
I was 18 and I left to the forests when I found a dead guard against a tree stump, horrified I ran foward to see barbarians ripping each others flesh off. Next to the gruesome onslaught were dozens of dead guards.
There remained only one of these madmen he checked to see if anyone one else stood in the forest and he saw me. I jumped forward ready for battle, he circled around me waiting for the right time to strike. But anxiety took the best of me and I rushed towards him axe in hand. Before I could start my Hack N
Slash tactic he kicked me in chest sending me flying backwards.
I fell nearly 10 feet away from where I was. Know I knew the measure of his strength . I waited for him to attack this time. He lunged towards me so I rolled to the side and plunged my axe into his shoulder he howled in pain but with another kick I again went flying. Acting quickly he ran to strike a final blow but I hid behind a tree into which he jumped face first paralyzing him for a few seconds.
I punched him in the face trying to get in any hit I could, trying make his nose bleed and pop his eardrums. He fell I picked my axe from his shoulder and plunged it into his head killing him.

[Shinnok]

I had to turn down his offer since I just gorged myself on half of the supplies on the carriage. I was able to guide myself to the dormitory.

The only one there was Silver-Heart the Argonian. He was reading through a large journal.

" Good Day". he said " Im reading through my journal".

" Journal ?"

" Yes". " I keep a journal of what happens in the Imperial Fortress, what I learned what my missions are and im also going to turn it into a quest log".

He searched through his chest and pulled out another book.

" Here, you can have one".

I happilly accepted the gift and began a conversation.

" So how is it that you came to High Rock? ".

" My family was originally captured from Black Marsh , they were taken to Morrowind and enslaved ". My mother was bought by a rich argonian from High Rock, freed from slavery and married the same argonian".
" Unfortunately my father was killed by a bandit raid, but the guards were able to save me and my mother". "Thats why I became a guard ".

" Im sorry for your loss".

" I was only six years old at the time, but i've grown to accept it and not be saddened ".

" And where are the rest of the recruits " I asked.

" Thier at dinner, I assume".

I was tired so I ate a small meal off the night table and fell asleep.

The next day I awoke in a daze, fortunately I was up in time to eat breakfast and get to my training sessions .

I went to the meal hall and sat next to Silver-Heart and Galvon the Dark Elf.

I spoke with Galvon, he was raised in Skyrim by his Parents who had moved there as Black Smiths. Apparently it was much more profitable there than in there home province Morrowind.

He moved here to become an Imperial Guard.

I ate my meal of Kwama Eggs and read my journal to see which was my first training session.

" My first training session is Alteration".

" I'll take you there its my first class today too" said Silver-Heart.

He lead me outside to the training grounds where another Argonian was waiting for us.

We stood at attention.

" Alteration is the art of changing reality, walking on water making barriers of energy out of nothing that is Alteration, today you will learn how to create a smalll shield".

He shot a small lightning bolt at and I nearly fell down.

" Now unless you can block it i'm going to do that a lot more".