I didn't ask for this

    As you made your way through the building you had to kill many people, and see things that made you quake. Though, you pressed on and forced yourself to think of happier, freer thoughts. You had obtained a bow at this time, and found that you liked to use it more than the sword. You preferred to kill a person from afar, and as painlessly as possible. If you had to kill them at all, you preferred humane rather than murder. Your follower seemed to have a unique sense of courage and believed you two would make it out alive and fine. Of course, he was completely and utterly right. As the two of you made your way out of cave after cave you finally were free. He smiled at you as you just stared at the wide-open sky. “Welcome to Skyrim, you free now.” You laughed nervously “If you need a place to stay you should follow me, my sister own a mill not to far from here.” You nodded and decided that you would, in fact, follow him.

    Sometimes the path of life gives us a problem, and a choice. Sometimes that choice leads to good things, great paths. Others, lead to horrible ending paths. Will the paths that he takes continue to go in his favor? Or will he die in the ruins of his choices. Only one person can say for sure, and that is the man himself.