It started in Bruma.It was cold and so was I.Just like I have been for centuries.I ate the scraps the Fighters Guild threw away and slept near the Mages Guild chimney.So is the life of a beggar.I never knew a family and I just figured out my birthsign.The Thief must've saved me many a time.Now being a Dark Elf in Bruma is not a fun thing to be.The guards taunted me and threw rotten food at me.I was beaten by the children in my sleep.Whenever I tried to report it I ended up in jail for littering.Even my fellow beggars wanted nothing to do with me.But then it happened.

I was just walking near the castle when I saw a line of tents setup.I quickly found a food sack and began gorging myself.I guard with Anvil markings ran up screaming,"Thief,Thief!"Him and four others fell on me and dragged me to the Countess.They layed me on the floor and stated my crime of thievery.She glared at me for awhile.Then asked me why I had done this.

I glared back and said,"To live."

There was an awkward silence and finally the Anvil soldier said in a hoarse heavily colovian voice,I da kna what you allow in Brrruma but in Aanveeil we don't allow dirty scoundrels to roam the streets!"

"You may leave,"she said

"But?"

"Leave!"

Ounce they left she said she knew of me and my many deeds.

She said,"I should toss me in dungeons and let Burd deal with you.

But I see you have a strong willpower and we could use a nightblade for an upcoming mission.You do know of the oblivion crisis?"

"Yes."

"Well they are opening a Great Gate to destroy the city and the emporers son and his blade army are going to lead Bruma's defense.So if I could get a trainer for you I will allow you into the militia instead of being jailed.Do you accept?"

I thought of my nalnutrition lack of knowledge of any kind of warfare but I accepted.

"Good then I expect you near the East Gate at 5a.m. tomorrow.

I started to leave but then she asked,"What is your name?"

I stated Endar and left.