Meeting someone who was obsessed enough with the Champion of Cyrodiil as the man that had opened a museum to him, was odd to say the least. To Cyre the best part of it had been imagining what Burd would have thought of his descendent, he probably would have been horrified.
Not only was his obsession a little strange if not creepy, but the items he had on display were so clearly fake. Cyre could not even remember ever owning a handkerchief. Then there was his supposed finger bones and the man’s wild theory of how he had died. It was so outlandish that Cyre had been impressed. But really? Were-minotaur?
"He was a perfectly normal Nord by day, but when exposed to the light of the moon he transformed into the most hideous of creatures, an Argonian."