Dear Lady,
I am Sir Breg Magol, younger brother to Brechador.
I lack the wit and the silver tongue of diplomacy of my elder sibling, however my heart is that of a true knight, my sword arm (for what it is) unwavering, steadied by the fates who see fit to show me the path along which I tread.
I know that my brother has approached your house. I believe he seeks the company of like minded individuals ... and he does not know that I know of his plans.
My brother also does not know that I seek vampirism in order to understand what drives him. In short, I look for closer communion with my brother for always our views and temperaments clash at the slightest provocation. I seek to make my peace with him ... but not so that he might think his condition be responsible for my attempt. This must be seen by him a condition of my own choosing.
I do not expect an answer from one as ancient and learned in the ways of Tamriel as you, despite that I hope there is one.
I pray that my request not appear impetuous and provoking your ire, for I know no other vehicle for which to reach you ma'am.
Forever a true knight,
Breg Magol at your service ma'am ..
(bow's awkwardly ... with a clanking noise accompanied by the clatter of sword sheath on steel encased thigh ... the crest on his helm betraying his standing that once he was a hunter and slayer of the undead ...)
Edited by Breg_Magol on 8 December 2014 13:03