You know my stories. You know my names; The Nerevarine, Incarnate, Hortator, later Bloodskal and Godslayer. The last name took long for the nation to come to terms with. How could Almalexia, the healing mother, have threatened to turn on us? You asked that question of me too many times to count. This is my unwritten story. This is the story of my travels after I left my nation.
It all started after the Oblivion Crisis in Cyrodill had come to pass…