icedude1994

Hi My name is Malik but i guess it does not matter anymore i've had a hard life as a hatchling in black marsh i lived in a clan i worked in the garden my mother had she was an alcemist till i was old enough to fight. My father was a fine warrior. Chief worthy but he didn't become chief had a responsebillty he said he trained me but not in fighting but in justice he talked about the hist that all is life from the tiny-est grass to the biggest mountain from the little skeever to great beast of the storys i heard from an elder who told the hatchlings amazing things in a place called SKYRIM where tales of the nords honor greatness in battle and l