"Soul Stealer"

The green leaves were whistling throughout the wind. The day was bright and perfect in the village of Seyda Neen. People were bargaining with each other while the kids run about. The wind caused the tree's branches to tap against a house waking up our main character.

"What is that" he said groggily rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. He slowly risen and walked over to the mirror to look at himself. His white hair was messy all around with two bangs over his eyes. He pulled the bangs away to look at his ocean blue eyes.

"Good morning Sigen" he said to himself

He put on his common white shirt with black jacket and pants and walked outside.

"Good morning Sigen." a neighbor said

"Good morning, how are you?" he asked

"Pretty good, you're grandfather wants to talk to you at the shop"

"Alright, thanks" he replied and walked off.

At the shop

Sigen walked into the shop when looking around until he saw his grandfather in the back of the building.

"Hey gramps, how's it going." Sigen asked

"Hello Sigen, we need to talk."

"About what?" he asked puzzled

"Your father.."

Sigen didn't like to talk about his father since he wasn't the best of them. His father left him and his mother when he was young. Ever since Sigen hated his father and didn't care where he was.

"What about him?" he said turning his back against him

"He joined a cult under Dagoth Ur."

"I thought Dagoth Ur was dead?"

"That's what we all thought but he is very much alive."

"Why does it involve with me?"

"I want you to take both of them out permanently."

"Are you serious? How in the hell do you think I'm able to do that"

"You said you always wanted to go on an adventure" he said grinning

"Yeah, but I would surely die, the have legendary weapons, what do I have.. A stick."

"That's why you have this." hands him a map

"A map? What for?" he asked puzzled

"That map tells the hidden whereabouts of the legendary daedric katana."

"A daedric katana is cool I give you that, but what's so legendary about it"

"The katana is called the "Soul Stealer" "

That named rung in Sigen's head for five minutes.

"Isn't that the one father was after?" he asked

"Yes but I didn't give him the map"

"Why not?"

"Because I knew if I did he would overuse its power."

"Alright, so do I go by myself on this task?"

"No you will find friends and allies that will help you on this journey"

"Alright then, goodbye grandfather"

Sigen leaves the shop and goes back to his house to put on his black boots.

"Alright Soul Stealer, here I come!!"

Sorry i didn't write much. The next one will be a lot better and longer. This is more like a prolouge. No flames please!!