It all started on a cold winters day when Rhogar was born and was thrown off the ship because he was all tattooed up at birth. As a child he grew up around the high elves and was quickly signed into the Cyrodiil war. Here are is Diary entries.

I am constantly being bullied for my looks and my ears. They decided to send me into Ebonheart Territory to spy on them. Here is my diary.

Day 6: I have been here for a short while and they do not suspect anything. They all accept me as their. They seem nice enough.


Day 60: I have found my self a husband. We are very much in love. I think I may defect to Ebonheart pact. They treat me as one of theirs.

40 Years: My husband as run off with an Argonian maid. My heart is broken. This is my final entry and my final resting point.

(I was afk and came back to alessia taken. Red obviously don't sweep keeps enough if a nord dk is hiding in corner next to guards. This is happening on Azura EU at Alessia. Feel free to come and say Hi. see you soon!)