"Mama!" I called for my dear mother, the one who had birthed me into this dismal world. The fire of Kvatch swarmed around my delicate body. Mother and I had moved here all the way from Daggerfall, hoping to finally be happy. Now our dreams were to be devoured in this once beautiful hellhole. I ran around the rubble, searching for Mama. Hearing an anguished cry, my legs buckled and I sank to the dirt. The death cry was Mama`s. Then I saw my salvation, the chapel of Akatosh. "And where do you think you're going sweetie?"A high elf with decorative blue robes had clasped my neck fiercely. "Please sir, let me go!" I pleaded. He snorted and chanted an odd incantation. " Be off with you, brat." he retorted finally. I ran as fast as my legs could carry me to the chapel. After what seemed like an eternity passed, I was inside the chapel. I prayed manically over and over again. "What is your name, little girl?"Looking up, I saw Martin. We all knew him, although he didn't know us. " Babette."