The Argonian Dovahkiin

Mørke, an Argonian, travels to Skyrim in the hope of figuring out his life and future. What he finds is a world of magic and death. As he is dragged into a civil war and a destiny he never wanted. He is the Dovahkiin.
Something dark stirs in Skyrim, and it's not just the dragons. The Dark Brotherhood is welcoming the Night Mother and Cicero, the jester fool. Will Mørke choose to join them? Will his shadow-scales make him perfect for the job?
The Guild. The Thieves guild are falling, crumbling from inside out. Mercer Frey. He is the reason the Guild is dying. Will Mørke choose the life of a thief? Along with the life of an assassin?
The Companions of Whiterun. Nobel, strong, respected. Mørke is none of those things. Sure he has talent with a blade but he is no Companion. He has about as much honour when fighting as a stick. Yet something about them intrigues him... Unwittingly will they allow a thief and a murderer into their circle?
The great college of Winterhold. Mørke holds a certain.... talent with magic but he is no Arch-Mage, yet. Will he join the college and learn how to master his magic?
Finally, Dovahkiin. Will he fall to the world-eater, Alduin, bane of kings, ancient shadow? Or will he perish to the lethal flame?
Dragon blood. Curse or gift?
Mørke will find out the hard way.