I'm about to tell you a tale of me and a young Imperial named, "Alex the Winged". This tale includes action, adventure, and love. I was 18 years of age after my best friend died in a bandit raid. I felt helpless. Him and I practice using a bow and arrow until our dads came home. Heck , we were so good not even a wood elf could beat us. Two weeks went by after his death and our monthly convoy came by and dropped of this Imperial. She seemed nervous around us; except not around me. This is where our STORY BEGINS!