Literature
I am Dovahkiin
The air is cold. Dry and otherwise crisp. It keeps you awake, but at the same time tires you. The land is one of mystery and magic. In all of this, is me. I stand in the hills outside of Dragonsreach. I look out to the land and mountains. Dragon’s roars are heard, but I fret not, for none of them scare me. I killed dragons before, none of them have ever bested me in battle. I stand alone. I fight along many friends, who I can call my family. I have allies with the biggest of powers. I also have many enemies. I fear them not. They fear me for my voice, not my sword. I stand tall, and loom over all who dare oppose me. I am not a tyrant, I