I awoke with no memory of my former life as a Dark Elf, only with the knowledge that my name was, Sin. Wandering for days without food or water, the only thing on my mind, that I will soon die if I dont find nutrients. It wasnt long before a group of bandits stumble over me as I lay under the shade of a large tree awaiting death. Stricken with hunger I pleaded for a meal only to be laughed at as they kicked dirt on my resting body."Heres a meal for you," one said in a wheezing mutter of words. As I looked up, a slab of venison caught my eye. They had been kicking it around with the dirt, I didnt care I was starving. I could feel my teeth rip through the meat with ease. The dirt did nothing to discourage the taste of welled cooked deer meat, for it had no taste has I bit it over and over. "Now that your done, *** face. You think you have enough energy to entertain us?" They all chuckled simultaneously drawing their weapons. The sound of steal grinding the sheath in which it was held and the twine of bows being drawn back to fire arrows. All came second to fluttering sounds radiating from their chest, the rushing sounds of something like a river coursing through their bodies. Within minutes I found myself standing over their pale corpses, no longer did I feel the hunger the venison failed to defeat. My mouth and neck warm from the stain of blood. "What type of monster am I?" I asked myself has I thrust one of the drained corpses sword through my chest. Only to be stricken with pain void of the death that should have followed...
Now I travel Tamriel in search of others like me, so I may understand what I truly am.
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