So a while ago I began to write a story for the background of my first character, http://i.imgur.com/uSsSFam.png, in Skyrim, I've removed that story and edited it keeping it mostley the same (just doing a far better job of proofreading this time). I've uploaded the first chapter to https://www.fanfiction.net/s/9933270/1/A-Rose-in-Bloom let me know what you think. .

Note: The first chapter involves the ritual to create a Pureblood Vampire, now obviously I don't go into that kind of detail but the event is implied so I thought it warranted a heads up for those of you who'd rather not bother with that kind of thing.

I've included the first page for those who aren't sure they want to bother, again let me know what you think.

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Memory is a curious thing, you live long enough and things you once held so dear get lost; names fade and faces recess into the labyrinth of the mind. Sometimes however, an event marks you; it burns itself into your history never to be forgotten regardless of how desperately you try. The second year of the fourth era on the twentieth day of Evening Star, no matter how long I live that day will never leave me and in two hundred years I can still vividly recall every agonizing detail. Some scars are never meant to heal.

I left my room and went to the table to see what my mom, Leila Velweyn, had made for breakfast, "morning mom, what smells so good?" She was an excellent cook seeing as she worked with food ever since she was little. Working on a small plot of farmland near our house my mother brought whatever we didn't eat to the market district for some extra income even though we live quite comfortably on my father's legion salary.

"I made you steak and eggs this morning sweetie, your plate is on the table," her warm tone and easy smile always made me feel relaxed. It’s easy to see the resemblance between us; though I was adopted as an infant everyone said I looked just like my mom, being a Nord I was taller than my Imperial parents and my father’s training built me up and kept me fairly lean. I always kept my jet black hair pretty short, falling just above my shoulders, while freckles dotted my slender face. Not one to care for make-up my most noteworthy feature would have been my crystal blue eyes. Lost in thought I didn't notice that Katelyn had been sitting at the table as well.

"You gonna eat or stare off into Aetherius?" Kat lived with her parents not far from us but was over my house so much you'd think she lived there. Her sarcastic tone always seemed to make me laugh though. Almost the polar opposite of me, she had long blond hair, green eyes, and was shorter than but just as slender as me. She was much more of a girly girl though, while I gravitated towards weapons and armor she would be enamored with jewels and dresses.

"Hey, leave me alone I just woke up," sticking my tongue out at her playfully I dug into my breakfast. My mind raced as I pondered where to spend the 200 septims my father had given me for my eighteenth birthday; A Fighting Chance has to be my first stop, I decided, Rohssan was a family friend and always managed to make me something special. You keep this up young lady and you’ll be in The Legion in no time, remembering Ro’s compliment brought a smile to my face as I cleaned my plate.

Eager to be on our way I quickly got dressed in my typical brown snuggly fit leather top and pants. Running towards the door I barely heared my mother as I pulled Kat through the entryway, “Be sure to stop by the Talos District to say hello to your father, he’s on guard duty today!” Her muffled yells barely reached my ears as I briskly began making the moderate walk to the city from our small house on the coast of the Niben Bay.