The Dragonborn finds her former foe still alive in Solstheim, without any memory of who he once was.

Karl has lived the same, old, boring routine. He tended to his parents' ever-growing land, he stalked his kills in the woods with his friend Nia, which he would then sell to some interested merchant. He has harvested, hunted, and haggled his entire life. All he ever dreamed of was to become a Legionnaire, a decorated soldier of the Imperial Legion. Yet, it seems his dreams were too far to accomplish. But, when an unprecedented disaster strikes the homestead, Karl realized he has been given a second chance to change the course of his life, and to chase the dream that he had always wanted. Unbeknownst to him, the Legion were having problems of their own. Fresh off another major military loss, and the recent death of their Emperor, the Legion was in total disarray. Unluckily for them, an elven-supremacist group known as the Aldmeri Dominion, is stirring up for another great war. Rated PG-16 for violence, foul language, and some explicit innuendos. This is a FANFICTION! I do not own the Elder Scrolls series. That right solely belongs to Bethesda Softworks.

después de la muerte y resurrección del sangre de dragon muchas cosas cambiaron , los distintos daedras tomaron el control de los diferentes continentes de la tierra , ahora 3 años despues las fuerzas de la alianza tomaran acciones ofencivas en contra de los seguidores de los señores oscuros " la venganza dará pazo a una nueva era de prosperidad" ( palabras del sangre de dragón)