Chapter One: Welcome to Cheydinhal
The bright morning sun gleamed down as a young man walked out of a large manor, and shielded his eyes from the dawn light. He looked like he just woke up, with tousled hair and still yawning. Cheydinhal was always quiet during the morning, which is what he liked most. He made his way into town still yawning and desperately trying to fix his tousled hair. A few citizens waved smiled at him but no one made a large deal over his presence, although a girl did shriek "The Champion of Cyrodiil!" when she walked out of her house. He loved the city, it was beautiful in a dark sort of way, but he did miss the bustle of spur of the moment quests. He promised himself he would only stay here for a week, and then begin traveling to Bravil.
Cain continued across the bridge into the Market District, and as quickly made his way to Borba's Goods and Stores. The shop was as dim as ever, but with a few shoppers milling around near the basement door, Cain headed straight over to Borba, who attempted a smile.
"Ahh Cain, back again?" she asked. Cain was one of the few non-orcs that Borba liked, he was straight and to the point, but still helpful. Cain smiled at her
"Of course Borba, you will not get rid of me that easily," he said in retort. He liked Borba she was intelligent and did not overreact when he stepped into the room.
"Hmm, how can I help you today?" she asked. Borba was still attempting a smile which turned into a misshapen grin that would scare any adventurer. Cain nodded.
"Food, I do not need to deal with Mariana this early in the morning," Cain said while yawning.
"And what of the Count's court breakfasts, why not just attend one again?" Borba asked, oddly surprised.
"Nobility is not my favorite to deal with either," he said grinning. He actually thought anyone of noble descent was obnoxious and did not know how to deal with anything. This probably came from his 'middle-class' upbringing. The castle was also daunting to someone who grew up with less gold then it's inhabitants and furthermore he disliked almost everyone there.
"Of course, but I heard Count Indarys has changed up his court yet again. I'm guessing he got a new guard captain after the fall of the mighty 'Ulrich Leland," she said chuckling, Cain chuckled also. They both knew of Cain's unveiling of Ulrich's corruption, therefore getting him killed by Llevana Nedaran who wanted nothing but revenge.
"Then I might as well go check it out, I don't have anything better to do," he smirked, and Borba nodded at him. Cain began walking out, and he heard the two customers engage Borba in conversation. He began the trek up to the castle, which stared at him from the hill it sat on.