❛ SWEET MOTHER, SWEET MOTHER
SEND YOUR CHILD UNTO ME, FOR
THE SINS OF THE UNWORTHY MUST
BE BAPTISED IN BLOOD AND FEAR ❜
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Once upon a time, in the troubled land of Skyrim, there lived a blonde Nord named Agmaer. Now most Nords whom Agmaer shared his home with were pushed to become hardy warriors who would laugh in the face of danger. As was Agmaer. However, Agmaer didn't really flow with the vigorous training regimes; he would much rather sit in the flowering fields surrounding Rorikstead watching the wildlife than fight. Don't get me wrong, Agmaer had a pure soul that would not hesitate to defend his home - he just never wanted to become something he wasn't ready to be.
However, after staying in Rorikstead for the best part of twenty-two years - Agmaer wanted to grow up. He wanted to fight. Fight something. But for the good of someone else. Mercenary work wasn't for him, though, for the thought of picking at a draugr's flaking skin with an iron sword for someone else's gold wasn't appealing. But Agmaer had found his motivation: a certain someone he had met when they both joined the Dawnguard all those years ago. Truth be told, he would do anything for you. A cave squirming with parched vampires stole no love or admiration from Agmaer's hardened heart.
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[ jax teller as a rough agmaer faceclaim?? also idk where agmaer comes from so i just said rorikstead? it just sounded believable]
