Swirling crackling surges of power flow thru me as I step thru Dooms doorway this time. Again I find myself trapped in another world, another dimension behind deaths doorway. Nubia? By now Nubia must know that me learning to traverse these passageways has gone kinda wrong. My disappointed smile is greeted by ///
( Whiterun guard ) Dragonborn! You must be, is it true...could you be the one to save Tamriel?
I've been here for years now. Benjamin Turner the Bronze Tiger now Alamarr Mairu, Alik'r Tiger Dragon; Dragonborn from Hammerfell. What is this Dragonborn? The prophesied hero of Skyrim. The master of the voice, the slayer of the world eater Alduin. But who am I really, and why? Why am I not with Nubia swimming the waters of the Styx, basking in the sun and hunting thru the lush of the Island Slaughter. There is a paradise that most men have never seen there. Fatal danger is always lurking, but isn't it lurking everywhere? Skyrim is my reality now and right now the Aldmeri Dominion has to be put to an end. Hammerfell and Skyrim must unite or witness another great war. I've stopped the blight from Sovngarde.
killed Dragon priest and worn there mask
layed waist to the falmer,
roared the growlish screech of their language in death cry and became respectfully feared by the betrayed.
infiltrated every faction
of this fantastic and dangerous place.
sent Draugr to final resting, banished Daedra
and even found a companion.
I've spent years here in Skyrim running blades thru vampires, werewolves and devils whenever I can.
Until I get back, if I get back
I am Alamarr Mairu, Redguard
the Alik'r Tiger Dragon
watch the sky's traveler.