Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24141785-20150608200409/@comment-5614539-20150621112155

"Well, that's another story entirely. Since I was 15, my father served in the Skyrim Legion. I moved to Bruma, because my father wanted me out of Skyrim, if war broke out, but close enough to visit. They had an orphanage in Bruma, and I was sent to live there, pampered and attended to by servants and tutors, while all of the other children were sad and lonely, and hated me for it. Well, except for one. Matrim was the only person who didn't hate me for having a father. But the others... I was always good with combat, but nine or ten against one was never doomed to success. The worst beatings... They came after my father visited." The Wardens turned their heads away, subtly. "I still have those scars. It happened on and on until Matrim came. His parents owned the orphanage, but he lived with an aunt in Skyrim, learning to live life in Windhelm until she died. He was always the subtle one. He learnt his skills from Silda the Unseen, apparently. But while I tried to fight them head on, clashing with them even when they were bigger than me, Matrim would always go for the weak spots. Ankles, knees... He would play the tricks, while I held my ground. Before long, though, when I turned 17, they started to gain a... respect for Mat and I. Almost a devotion. To our strength, our courage, our tenacity, or so they said. We were all of a similar age bracket, so when the time came and we turned 18, Matrim and I created the Wardens, after seeing the crimes that were perpetuated in the city. Those bullies, well, they were the founding members. And the ones you see here." And true to his word, they were. "We had originally intended to spread the Wardens to every city, but that was cut short when my father took me back to Daggerfall, where we lived for a few months before the Ceimson Guard evicted us." Audax looked down in surprise and mild shame, that he had gabbled on about things so trivial. He laughed inside his head when he thought that he once wore those black rags, when he now wore this white - and - gold armour, gilded with silver, and adorned with a silver-weave Cape.