AN: This is just a little bit of the background information on the main protagonist Alex in this story. If you really want the story to progress you should move to the next chapeter . And as always I appreciate criticism so give me feed back.

"Honestly don't these bandits ever give up…I almost kind of feel bad how easy these guys are to wipe out nowadays."

Exclaimed Alex with a sigh. Placing his bloodskal blade back in the leather holding he had made for most of his two handed weapons he grabbed the back of his neck and snorted with a slight attitude in the way he forcefully expelled the air from his flared nostrils. Alex was a lean yet muscular young Nord who had only passed being a man a few years back giving him a younger looking complexion. Although his looks gave away his age hidden scars and burns are what showed his experience in battle. He cracked a smile while losing his train of thought. Remembering all his accomplishments He was the Haarbinger of the Companions after his predecessor had fallen to the silver hand, the arch mage of the college of winter hold(which made no sense because he sucked at magic) and a legate of the imperial army, destroying the Dark Brother Hoods grip in Skyrim, and crushing the Thieves Guilds hold in the sewers of Riften, as well as a Thane in all 9 holds in Skyrim, and saving the world twice vanquishing the world eater Alduin and destroying the first dragon born Miraak. Yes that's right, Alex is the Dragon Born…

While only knowing for about 6 months he had mastered all of the shouts that could possibly be taught while thanks to the greybeards patient yet vigorous training. Even before learning he was Dragon born Alex would help random strangers in any way he possibly could, and now he continues to care about all the innocent people of Skyrim. It had only been a few weeks since Alduin fell to his blade and Alex was just wondering, exploring, and adventuring, he somehow found himself in the north eastern mountains. He could see a Tall tower in the distance and his wolf blood allowed him to smell the salt of the sea but as he was observing his surrounding some other smell felt like it came up and punched him square in the face. He could make out the smell of a fire but there was something else… BLOOD! Someone was in trouble. Without a moment's hesitation Alex was sprinting at full force towards the source of the metallic tinge that seemed to take over the mountain air and choke him. WULD NAH KEST with the power of his shout Alex rocketed forward like a full drawn arrow towards its target. It only took him a few second to discover the origin but what he saw was worse than he could have possibly imagined. The hall of stendar… it was on fire parts of the building already destroyed and several corpses were on fire he could already see. STRUN with no time to spare storm clouds appeared and with them a heavy down pore of rain. It took about a minute but the fire was finally put out by the rain of his shout. As he entered what used to be an enterance to the hall, was one of the suspected attackers. A vampire "Dammit I should have known".

Throughout Alex's travels he has run into several of the creatures and some of them have even formed groups pretending to be Vigilants of Stendar he had killed all of them with little effort. This caught the attention of Isran, a redgaurd that hoped to reform a group of vampire hunters called the dawn guard, Alex always hated big confrontations between groups, (which was ironic since he sided with the imperials and broke down the storm cloak rebellion) which caused Alex to decline his offer. This has led to several arguments between Alex and Isran for months now both in person and letters. Now Alex knew he had no choice he had to join Isran and his little club of clowns. Alex saw a member still fully clothed but obviously dead with fear on his face. "I'm sorry I couldn't get here in time, and I'm sorry I didn't help you when I should have." With a tear straying from his face Alex closed the man's eyes with two fingers and walked away to join the dawngaurd and end the vampires reign of terror for Skyrim once and for all. After he burned the corpses of the dead agents and gave them a proper burial he took off to the south, to join the dawn guard.