Onward to Skyrim
It had been ages since I had been in the imperial capital. Ages more since Morrowind.
I've been a vampire. I've been a god.
Hailed as a hero and cursed as the scum of the world.
I've stolen and healed. Never without reasons.
I've been known to be many things and can only imagine it will continue to be this way.
Things always change wherever I go.
And as I move onward I have but one hope.
That as I travel north to Skyrim:
The morning sun will not find me behind the bars of yet another prison window.