Indira Skyrim Fic
Disclaimer: All familiar characters belong to Bethesda Studio. I own Indira Rosebed.
Chapter 1: Purpose
My name is Indira Rosebed, and I am a Wood Elf.
Honestly, you think I could make a better introduction than that. To be honest, I want to, but I am training right now. Training to be skilled in archery and swordplay. Why, you may ask? Well, the answer is very simple. Adventure.
I guess I have it in my head from the time I was little, that I listened to the tales of warriors and not just the deeds they had accomplished, but also of the artifacts they had possessed, granting them their extraordinary power. I have always been fascinated by the tales of travelers outside of my humble village; the tales of dragon-slaying, of hunting dangerous bandits, and the treasures that can be found in the crypts and tombs of those that came before.
My passion has always been hunting, and, to be honest, though I longed to leave the village, perhaps it is not my fate. I look about and see where I came from; an elven land in the midst of the wilderness. I think I am destined for greater, but, seeing what where I am, and what I can do, perhaps the gods do not permit it to be so. But, I train myself, day in and day out, both with sword and bow. Bow more than sword, because, I believe that fate will one day do one of two things for me; destroy me as I attempt to find adventure, or allow me to find my greatest destiny.
Whatever awaits, I will not sit idly by and allow myself to get lazy. I am going to train. For what, I have not a clue to that mystery yet…
Next Chapter:
Captured, and prepared to be on the chopping block.