As a man looked at me strange I didn't look back cause I know I had brought
dishonor to the people I had loved and my family who I had left behind in my
greed I had lost the one thing keeping the alive."
A high elf here in carriage what did you do to get here? rob a market? kill a
guard? what? tell me tell me.
I lifted my head knowing what I had done was nothing compared to them I
simply shrugged them off and said nothing. the man wouldn't leave me alone
until a man draped in royal cloth told him to stop and then he turned to him and said
" hey are you sir Ulrich of the rebellion? "he had asked the man had glanced
with a scowl in his eye and said "yes why do you want to know" the other
man laid back and said nothing more. As we approached the prison where we
were being executed the guards pulled us down one at a time in a orderly
fashion. the guards were cruel but well kept as i came off the carriage i fell
the guard picked me up and threw me to where the others were. The chief
magistrate of the prison called off names and then looked at me and said
"why are you here your not on my list." as i replied to her in a nice tone of
voice " i feel that i have dishonored my family by breaking the one thing
keeping them alive" she smirked and answered with " what was keeping
them alive?" i inferred that what i took was their hope of the dragonborn
coming back." she laughed at first and then she said " put him with the
others." as i walked to the executioners table i laid my head on the stone
tablet and as we swung his axe a dragon appeared and wiped everyone out i
grabbed a shot bow and a bag of arrows and booked it out of that god awful
place and this is where my story is just beginning.
