Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150224132851/@comment-32420582-20150225042500

''There are men who struggle against destiny, and yet achieve only an early grave. There are men who flee destiny, only to have it swallow them whole. And there are men who embrace destiny, and do not show their fear. These are the ones that change the world forever. ( -- ''Flemeth, Dragon Age II.)

Howls of wolves faintly filled the air as it tried to overpower the howling wind, the silthoettes of wolves could be seen as they moved to eat men that lie dead on the ground, their fresh blood and wounds filling their noses with the scent.

A lone wanderer walked away from the area where the dead bodies lie, they had no emotion on their face, they were covered in blood, their clothes were soaked with the red liquid that fills most creatures bodies. He was unfazed by the killing he caused, he continued walking trying to find some purpose for him to do.

He was unfazed by the cold. He was no prisoner of fate nor destiny, he carved his own path if the gods liked it or not, he was no servent to divine or daedra. He held the look of a man that had seen many horrors in his life, but they did not scare him, they made him stronger.

He reached behind his back and unsheathed his broken makeshift sword that was constructed of stone, he threw it away not bothering to look at it. He was tall for a Bosmer; he was the height of the Orc, the slim build of a Bosmer, yet he had the muscles of a Orc, Redguard and Nord which marked him as a seasoned fighter, which in truth, he wasn't.

His steps were clumsy and heavy, signalling that he was tired, you could see his ribs under his shirt which screamed he had not ate in a while. It was a surprise he had mustered the strength and energy to fight, but he was so focused on survival he had no time to think about it.

However, one question raged in his mind: What lies next?

Does death await him?

Does the path of a hero await?

Does anything await for him at all?

He sighed and shook his head at the thought, ''I will cross that bridge when I get there. ''he thought to himself.

