The Dragonborn's Wish

The Dragonborn's Wish

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Tauryon Velor, the last Dragonborn, is quite frankly struggling with the stress load from the prophecy. His prophecy. While he was looking for a way to redeem himself of his past, being a former Nightblade assassin and member of the Thieves' Guild... Well, why does redemption have to include so much hard work and combat? Tauryon faces his past choices, rejected from other Dunmer for his crimes and rejected from everyone else due to his nature. He's close to giving up, just leaving Skyrim to fend for itself... Until he meets a witty, dry-humored merc at the Retching Netch. [Note: I do not own Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim, nor any of the Elder Scrolls saga and the rest of Bethesda Game Studios' glorious works. I claim no ownership to anything but my character, and even then, Skyrim offered the base to make Tauryon a reality.]
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