The Elder Scrolls II: Morrowind

Feral Journey

Prologue

Nightmares.

There were always nightmares, even when he was a child. Even when his village had burned. Even before his first waking thoughts there were nightmares.

But this was different.

He saw things. Ashes, fire. Death. A creature flying overhead as the ashes consumed him.

Then there was the voice.

"They have taken you from the Imperial City's prison, first by carriage, and now by boat. To the East, to Morrowind."

He saw words now, flying over his mind's eye in languages he didn't understand.

Until the end, he saw markings, but they changed.

"Fear not, for I am watchful. You have been Chosen."

Many fall, but one…

…Remains.