Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-13615389-20150109212619/@comment-12599067-20150126030742

"Of course, it wasn't like that forever. When the Civil War came to Skyrim, we were kind of in the middle of a battlefield. Every time we looked outside, it seemed there were always Imperials or Stormcloaks marching down the road. It eventually got bad enough that I couldn't even go outside. And then the dragons came back, and suddenly home wasn't as safe as it used to be."

"So my mother and father sent me to live with my cousin Rhona in Dawnstar. She was nice and we got along well, but it was cold, the sun didn't always shine, everyone in town kept having terrible nightmares, and the dragons and Civil War still hadn't gone. And with how often I was kept holed up in the house because of the cold or simply because there was nothing to be done, it felt kinda... empty."

"So I guess I just got tired of it one day. I told Rhona, and she told me that no one but the gods has any right to decide what I do with my life. She said that if I wanted to leave, she wouldn't stop me. I guess I took that to heart, because we said our goodbyes the next day and I was on the open road."

"I would've gone back to check on my mother and father, but I figured it was time I go my own way. So I wrote a letter of explanation, gave it to a courier, then began my life as an adventurer and I've never really looked back since. I may have done a few... questionable things, but I wouldn't take any of it back even if I could."