

You were paid double to make sure."īrennan: "Fine. Until tomorrow when the Iliac is more cooperative." Ĭyrus: "No we go on. My latest travels have brought me to Stros M'Kai and no one here has seen your sister for three month (covered) I fear the worst I (covered) obliged to stay for (covered) weeks I will (covered) at (covered) Draggin Tale Inn, (covered)ould you return,īrennan: "It's getting a bit rough out there, sir.?"īrennan: "Of course, perhaps we should wait, then, sir Cyrus.

I hope this letter finds your hands, friend. Written without flourish in a hand well-known. Properly then do we embark, our foundation laid with the last, and best, of the three: the letter, invariably the most seductive catalyst of all-, and thus the most powerful.Įspecially if it concerns the blood. To begin without one of these is to be relegated to the states of an indiscretion or, at best, an escapade. With the Third Empire suddenly stirring on the borders, Hammerfell's breaking point was near.Īs a Forebear secession loomed, and their old conquerors began to surround them, the Redguards prepared for war.ĭylxexes the Younger, of the First Era, states quite clearly that an adventure can only truly begin three ways: by death, by slur, or by letter. This was a troubled time, with talk of open rebellion in the air. Though it was traditionally a Forebear city, the High King of the Crowns sat in its palace. In their youth, Cyrus and Iszara lived in Sentinel, capital of Hammerfell.

The Empire made short work of the Crowns' dimished forces, defeating them at last on the island of Stros M'kai. In the end, it seemed like the Crowns would keep the throne for themselves, but the Forebears, beaten and willing to try anything, invited the Empire's forces into Hammerfell to help them. It has been conjectured that, had they not weakened themselves in their civil war, the Redguards could have halted the Empire's progress: that, united Hammerfell would be invincible.Īlas, with the death of their High King, the Redguards' long-divided camps, the Crowns and the Forebears, went to war. All of the human kingdoms are now under Septim's rule: Skyrim, High Rock, and Hammerfell, the homeland of the Redguards. The Empire's former subject-lands have tried to resist this change, but, one by one, they have fallen. He will usher in a new era, the age of the Third Empire. A man called Tiber Septim seeks to return the glory of the Cyrodilic Empire, which has lain dormant for four hundred years.
