Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20170611015924/@comment-5583506-20170613161657

"King Edeleif of Skyrim", Torbjorn said. "I served his father Adil in my youth. My closest friend until... well... the Blackfyre Rebellion happened. Adil fell and I was given this..." Torbjorn turned his face and pointed as to show the hideous facial deformation.

Exposed cheekbones, temples and jawbones, all scantily clad in a thin, pocketed sheet of scorched and blackened flesh.

"I practically raised his son as if he was my own, taught him everything I future king should know of the country and the people he would rule one day. Somewhere I must've failed. Though Edeleif is kind-hearted and wise, he lacks self-esteem and courage to speak his mind."

Torbjorn sounded bitter. "I lost him to his counselors. Venomous snakes in fine clothing. Staunch supporters of the Empire, yet all they care about is filling their own cofferts, bed beautiful women and expand their given lands. I tried to make Edeleif see reason, but the boy didn't dare to speak up against the serpents pouring their poison into his ear. And so I left. I live to serve and protect my king, not the men who abuses the royal crown for their own agenda. Those who prostitute their own country, king and kinsmen."