The Story of Tycen

• Posted by Naran Freleas June 2, 2016 - 781 views

  My name is Tycen Gredri, I’m a Dunmer that lived in harsh, ashy lands of Morrowind. I was raised in a small town Called Ald Velothi. A  town that is a Redoran military camp that had poor traders and smiths. My mother name was Flasa Gredri, she was a trader that sold weapons and armor. My father was Veelren Gredri, he was the smith who made the weapons and armor that my mother sold at the market.

   

  I was born on 16th of Sun’s Dusk 184 4E, I had my face like my mother but had my father’s build and skin. I wasn’t crying when i was born, instead he was silent.

   

  When i just turned 6 my friends, Erlen, Morvach, And Velra, and I went to the Temple to worship Azura. Erlen was a male dark elf that was bigger than me and was very shy. Marvach was a dark elf male that was very intelligent but small. Velra was an dark elf female, she was cute and funny, but got her feelings hurt to easily. So when we when into the temple. The priest told us all about Azura and how she made us. After the lesson we went home so we can eat some ash yams. But when i got there my house was on fire and my parents were killed outside the house. So i ran to the temple and told them what happen. They tried to put out the fire but it was too late. So i burned my parents and put them in the ancestor tomb. The Temple priest took me in and taught me the ways of the Tribunal.

   

  When i turned 12 the temple priest taught me how to use magic like shooting flames and shock out of my hands, also taught me how to heal my wounds. And in secret i started training the way of the sword.

   

  One day when i was training and i heard a scream of a little girl. So a grabbed my wooden sword and ran the direction of the scream. When he got there it was Velra getting bit up buy 8 young dark elf boys. So i yelled “HEY, BY AZURA, WHAT THE OBLIVION ARE YOU HORKERS DOING”. They looked at me in a stare of darkness. The ran toward me with rocks and sticks. We fought for a straight 8 hours.

   

  After the fight the boys were on the ground and still alive and i was covered in blood and a huge cute on my right eye. Then i collapsed on the ground. When i woke i saw the priest and Velva trying to heal me and sow my wounds. Alva thanked me for saving her.

   

  When i turned 17 my friend and i started to train together with the was of the arcane and the sword. Then we were training and a group of bandit came out of the woods and started to attack us from everywhere. We all grabbed our weapons and fought as hard as we can, but we got defeated. Erlen was killed by a bandit with a big silver axe with a tattoo of a dragon. Morvach was killed by a female mage that killed him by shocking him to death. And Velra was captured by them and i was left to die.

  
  I woke up at the temple again and then the priest healed me and told me to go find Velra. I was looking around and then i heard rumor that she was in skyrim and that is wear my journey begins.