It was a cold winter's day in Riften on the 13th of frostfall as I sat in the house I had bought, Honeyside. I was an average nord, my blonde hair tied back, wearing Nightingale armor. I sat by the fire, Karlah by my side. Karlah was the only one in the guild I cared about. She saved me from myself. The dark elf sat next to me in my home. It had been almost a year since we had gotten revenge for her. my Mind drifted back to that day when I was at the Mages College in Winterhold.I have Defeated the world eater. Stop The vampire menace Defeated the first Dragonborn. I was Harbinger of the companions Listener for the Dark Brotherhood, the Civil War still ravaged the land. I was down on my luck. I had lost everything After witnessing the destruction of the Brotherhood Sanctuary Watching my friends be slaughtered. I can still smell the smoke and the blood. Feel the heat from the flames. I was focusing on my studies as a restoration mage. I blamed myself For the destruction of the sanctuary karlah had come to Winterhold to see a friend. She Stumbled on me at the entrance. Knee deep in a bottle drowning my sorrows. She walked up to me and said you look down, friend, do you need an ear? I looked up, I said sure so she helped me to my feet and we walked to my room in the College.
i sat down in the chair not sure why i trusted her without question but i did so i explained everything