Arenar Roscius was not a very happy Imperial. As of late, he had been many things. 'Happy' was not one of them. Cicero's jokes did not help, Ysolda's body was not helping, and Cicero's comments regarding Arenar's wife's body was certainly not helping. He had other things to worry about. Many, many, many other things to worry about. Mostly the Dominion armies in Fort Nikel, Virtue, Roebeck, and Empire (the Dominion's rename be damned).
"Feast."
Imperial City had fallen. Twice in the past few days. Once by the hand of the Aldmeri Dominion, the second time by the Empire's. To call Imperial City a city any more would be a vast overstatement. The White-Gold Tower, while still standing, certainly didn't look like it would much longer. The city's walls were nigh useless, crushed on both sides by siege engines and spells and of course, Arenar's Thu'um. The city had never fully recovered from the Great War and it had no hope of ever recovering now.
"Feast."
The soldiers of the Imperial Army stared across Lake Rumare and the Dominion stared back. Both sides were angered but far too tired to resume fighting. Enough men and mer and beast had died today. Blood had been let, more would be tomorrow. It could wait until then.
"Feast."
Arenar couldn't take it any longer and slipped the Ring of Namira from his hand and threw it not too unkindly into his sack. "Damn it all," he muttered.
He'd made too many deals with too many devils. He had to wonder if it was worth it. He had to hope it was worth it. He'd killed too many people, sent too many to their deaths, and would be sending too many more to die for it not to be.
Author's Note: I do not own The Elder Scrolls series, Skyrim, Oblivion, Morrowind, Daggerfall, Arena, etc. Or anything. Seriously, I don't. No profit to be made here. If any is, twas not under my knowing and I would gladly punch him in the face for you, faceless and mysterious figurative lawyers.
So yeah, here's the prologue. Things will be explained. I'd be a very bad man to start off here and explain nothing. Long story short here, I'm basing this off of my character in Skyrim, Arenar Roscius, an Imperial Dragonborn. As such, most of this pertains to him and no one else. Since I am a lover of the Steam Workshop and have used several mods in my playthrough (lore-friendly and balanced, don't worry), one or two mentions of them will be made when appropriate. Sorry if you guys just want vanilla Skyrim stuff, but then again if you did, why are you on here and not playing the game?