I woke up as I heard the screams of my tribe, people crying out "have mercy." I then heard a voice I knew what it was from it was a high elf he shouted "SPARE NO ONE...they all must die at the hand of the thalmor." I knew who these people where they were thalmor an elite squad of the aldmeri dominion. Thoughts ran through my head "why are here, what do they want, slaves, land, revenge for their dunmer cousins." I then came to the conclusion " I need to warn others I need to go to gideon. I started to tear my tent open and ran, ran the fastest I ever had. I knew most of my family was dead but that fueled my blood with pure hatred so when the fighting begins I could fight with more vengeance

3 years later

I woke up on the side of the road my back was sore and my vision was blurry. I was butt naked outside of the city walls with no gold left. " Great I knew I shouldn't of laided with those wenches. They were too pretty to be honest ones." I got up and walked over to the city. The guard named Plays-with-sticks said " chix where did your clothes go? I may of played with sticks as a child but those types of sticks." I said "Why the Xuth did i need to know that." I glared at him and shoved him aside. When I went into gideon every one in their straw huts were laughing at me. " I thought the kothringi went extinct for a reason" shouted someone. I just ignored them just like they ignored me about the thalmor invading. They just thought I was a crazy tribal teenager. Then I found my house It wasn't one of these crappy straw shacks it was a imperial built house. Like one of houses in the imperial city made of marble with a white gold coating. Well now the coating has rotted of and is festering with vines, moss, bird nests, and mold. But still it is my home and it is better than anyone in is piss poor city. I knocked on the door and yelled " OPEN THIS DOOR YOU DIRTY BACKSTABBING WHORE OR ELSE I WILL KICK IT OPEN MYSELF." No one answered so I kicked the door open. " COME OUT COME OUT WHEREVER YOU ARE." I yelled. There is one thing tribals can do better than city folk we can taste the air and find our enemies much better. All argonians can do it but the tribal ones are more trained in it. So I tasted the air with my tongue they were upstairs so I came upstairs quietly. I came to my bedroom where they were. I kicked down the door and yelled " I WANT MY GOLD BACK YOU STUPID WHORE." They sprung up scared out of there minds. "what do mean master we did nothing." said the wench. "Then where is my gold and why am I naked!" I said. " I-I-I I don't know." she stuttered. I knew she was lying so I punched her in the face and threw her out the window. " Don't...ever...lie...to...me" I said. I went downstairs and went to my armory, thank sithis she didn't steal any of my...tools. I put on my wamasu skin armor and took my two swords and went outside. Went up to her and put my blade to her throat " Get my back by next week or else. If you forgot how much it was it was 1000 gold..."

to be continued