My name is Haishi, I am a Redguard. I am not a true veteran, but also not a newbie, I am an adventurer, free wild soul.
I love to travel and explore the far regions of Tamriel. I love tea and the warmth of the fire in the cold nights outside. I was usually exploring the land not touched by the Great War. Now I start to join too.
When I was very young, I barely remember that - not sure if I want to remember, our village was raided by the Cultists. Small village in the far north of Hammerfell a large group came in the dark of the night. Burned the whole village down. We had no chance. I somehow felt that coming. Or maybe it was the full moon that night, which kept me up longer that night. When the first fire arrow hit the roofs of the houses, I quickly jumped out of the window to the backyard, unseen by the attackers. I was the only one who survived, hiding in the shadows.
A group of elven merchants found me weeks later, as they passed by on their travels, they found a small child hungry and tired. When we were once talking about that event, they said that their heart melted, when they saw a me, a small child fearfully hiding in the ashes, which once were my village.
A young couple of this elven group adopted me as their daughter, as they could not have children themselves. They took me to their home near Auridon, fed me, loved me and cared for me as their own.
I have trained in the Art of the Dragons, Dragon Fighters or Dragon Knights they call us.
I swore my loyalty to Queen Ayrenn.
This is my story...
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Edited by altemriel on January 29, 2017 10:54AM