2:38 AM
General Tiberius M. Tullius was defeated. He knew within any minute his door would burst open, and he would be killed in a matter of time. He was not afraid.
He had fought his whole life, As A Child, As a Soldier, As a general, Today was the day he lost for good. He had thought his regrets over many times, he didn't have one. His beliefs were firm, he was the essence of integrity.
His fist clenched, Counting every second in his mind, Waiting for the inevitable, And in those few moments, He was at peace.
2:42 AM
The Dwarven Sword was inches from his neck, Death had come for the General at last. One last moment of life.
When he was 7 he had been beaten up, Hard, The pain was so much he thought he would die. He survived.
In the war against the Thalmor a sword slide across the side of his face. The blood, The pain, He thought he would die. He survived.
As a General he had been shot by an assassin with a poison tipped arrow, The pain in his chest was excruciating. He thought he would die. He survived.
As the sword of the Dragonborn hit his neck, that brief pain was more than anything. He thought he would die...
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'Medal Of Imperial Honor'
'Awarded to Tiberius M. Tullius for going above and beyond the call of duty in the war against the Thalmor. May this serve as a reminder to the world and the Gods of your greatness to this continent of Tamriel'
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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.
