₺When I was imprisoned by the Imperials, and preparing for the execution in Helgen… alongside me were several Stormcloak soldiers and their leader, Ulfric Stormcloak. My name is Faun, I am a Thalmor spy and this is my story₺
Chapter 1 escape and panic
Among the chatters of every thalmor of each rank, one stood alone in the shadowy corner. Ignoring the talk of Talos was a young male Atlmer, wearing his best robes given to him when he first joined the Aldmeri Dominion but green was not his best color. He did fancy the gold color edges though what was he supposed to do, he was only meant for assassinations and thieving documents that the higher council or others needed.
He watched the others in silence with his arms folded and his legs crossed, he had no reason to be there since none will talk or have short conversation with him. The young elf sighed and unfolded his arms to reach in his left pocket to pull out what seemed to be an elven dagger, straightening his legs to have a good like at the item. He wondered why the mean bastard Ancano would give him a dagger after being humiliated and used as a target practice for so long.
₺Why give me this when you told me that I was below your rank… and not worth your time… Ancano₺ quietly the young elf boy would mutter to himself as he stared at the dagger for a good long minute before putting it back in his pocket. ₺Maybe it's a way of mocking me₺ he said to himself when he looked up and saw other thalmors leaving for their missions.
A few days after being assigned to a mission, the young elf found himself on a wagon with three nords in bondage as he and one among them with his mouth covered. ₺He must be the dangerous one, I should be careful with whom I speak to… especially with this filthy nord₺ thought the young spy when he noticed his fine robe and bag where missing, he was furious but had no attempt to ruin his cover when he heard one of the nord talk directly to him.
The young elf had to remain silent and cautious of his work since no one knew who he is. This gave him a good chance to escape, when suddenly he heard a voice spoke with a rough tone. "Hey, you… you're finally awake" said the blonde nord as he looked right at the elf, "you were trying to cross the border, right? Walked right into that imperial ambush… same as us and that horse thief over there" He looked over at the prisoner sitting next to him.
The high elf showed no interest in interacting with nords, he had better ways to escape to solitude within his mind. He was not one for long chats but what had him worried the most was the sight of seeing his ambassador there in Helgen with another person he knew. "General Tullius just had to be upon them too… oh just great" the elf muttered to himself quietly, keeping his back hunched and his short black hair hiding his face as the wagon passed by them.
After jumping off the wagon, he stood slightly behind Ulfric and made sure no one was watching when he carefully watched his surroundings. not liking where this was going, when he noticed the two legion soldiers in front of them were calling out names of each prisoner and wondered if this was his chance to be free from his bondage. He looked at his hands for a moment before he realized the legion soldier spoke to him, ₺You there, come forward₺ said the Nord man as the high elf walked forward and stood a few inches close, he stood with a straight poster with his head held high.
The Soldier looked up at him for a moment, ₺Who are you?₺ he questioned the elf and that made things a little harder for the elf since he now knows that this short nord did not recognized him. The elf narrowed his eyes a bit in disgust, ₺I am Faun. A purebred Mer and I was born in Summerset Isle₺ He spoke with a proud calm, charming tone voice though he cared little for those whom heard him.