StarSilverSector

It is only by looking back to the beginning that we realize what omens came to us. It didn't begin with the jester, but it would be foolish to say he wasn't an sign of things to come. I expect a scholar or priest might have more to say about the encounter if he and I somehow lost our common sense and shared the story; neither one of us have ever been ones to talk about our shared history. Though I doubt a scholar or priest would survive such an encounter. I first met him on the road, on the rugged tundra between Whiterun and the Pale where the ground swelled into small, gentle hills. With two fresh deerskins to my name and rainclouds advanc