The Diary

Post » Sat Feb 19, 2011 4:30 am

Feredas 23, Sun’s Height, 4E 4


Mom wasn’t too happy when I told her today. She kept stomping around and saying things like, “why can’t you just be a farmer like your father,” and “only brutes, misfits, and idiots join the damn Legion.” Dad on the other hand was just silent. He didn’t oppose the idea but at the same time he didn’t support it.

I’m sure they’ll both get over it though. I can already see Mom standing there sobbing and trying desperately to change my mind and get me to pick up the plough again and Dad behind her with his hand on her shoulder and a blank face. That’s always the way it happens in those books Mom brings home, so I’m sure some of them are telling the truth.

I kind of feel bad for leaving the farm for Dad and Uncle to take care of on their own, but I can’t stay here for the rest of my life. I want adventure! I want to explore the world looking for trouble makers and thugs and bring them to justice. I want to stand over the body of my enemy in some far away land with a look of victory on my face and courage in my heart.

The Legion is right for me, I just know it. In just fourteen days I’ll be heading off the Imperial City and undergoing my training. This is all so exciting!
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