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Disclaimer: I DON'T own the Elder Scrolls sadly. Not even the Elder Scroll of Blood, I own none of them.
He ran through the town as fast he could, smoke burning his now tear-filled eyes and filling his throat. He couldn't stop, not now at least. He had to find them first. Dead bodies and guards hopelessly trying to fend off the beast littered the scene, yet, it was all hopeless. From a distance it looked terrible, Where once the mans home stood, now lay a pile of rubble and ashes. His smoke filled throat gasped out, yet soon he quieted. There she was, limp, broken body sprawled beneath rubble. All he could do was run, run as far and as fast as he could ever run. The burning heat from the nearby flaming breath could be felt against his clothed back. The burning radiating warmth hurt, but he ran, he ran faster then he thought possible. He didn't turn back, didn't even look back.
In a haze of heat, snow, frozen winter air, who knew how much time had past? The man was cold and alone. Stories of an "All Powerful" Dragonborn who had returned to kill these monsters circulated every town and ever 'grape-vine'. But where was he when this town needed him? When this now broken man needed him. So inside the head of Drakyn Overin a thought slowly grew itself into a goal. Manifested the pain, anger, and sadness into a single wish.
To kill the Dragonborn.
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Vengeance - An Elder Scrolls Fanfiction (Currently Under Rewrite)
FantasyWhen Draykn Overin's Family Is Killed During A Dragon Attack On Winterhold He Vows To Bring Vengeance On His Family And Kill The Dragonborn.
