Skyrim: The story of a khajiita in search of her destiny.

During this last year my life has been quite boring, so little by little I try to distract my mind with the games that I can now enjoy on my new pc, it is a way to get out of the routine and learn to take my imagination further, soaking myself from the history and situations that I see through games, Skyrim has been one of those games that I really liked and the best thing is to have someone with whom to share that emotion and create new possibilities, my husband and I have chosen to distract ourselves from this way and thus explore fantastic worlds that lead us to have a good time, as I will always be writing this post from my point of view of the game ... And getting into character a lot, I hope you like this new adventure in Skyrim.

But what happens when you take a different path. And what you were destined to be is left aside to simply become something else ... When a darkness takes hold of you, and you walk in the footsteps of mother night?

Long ago a young Khajiita arrived in the lands of Skyrim, with 10,000 Septim and the hope of starting over. He had very specific abilities, innate gifts for stealth, and killing his prey silently. These abilities led him to flee his home as he was wanted for crimes against his own, He wanted to take his destiny by the hands. But little did this khajiita know that his destiny was already marked as Dragon Blood flowed through his veins.

We made our way, I untie myself, after facing the layers of the storm, large spiders, a bear and I was able to get new armor we were able to get out alive ... We separated when we reached the first town, not before asking for my help and giving me some supplies. He and a nice enough blacksmith asked me to be the messenger of what had really happened. However, out of fear I decided not to, I just wanted to leave what had happened behind. And explore my new life. Well, talking to the wrong people. Maybe I would end up dead, and I didn't want to risk another Imperial grabbing me, and taking me straight to my death.
Among the roads of Skyrim, I met Ciceron, an apparent Buffon who was in trouble.

After having the farmer help him with a little persuasion, Buffon thanked me with some gold coins, and said goodbye gratefully for helping him transport the corpse of his mother, however, little short of new problems. And sooner rather than later I realized that someone wanted to attempt on my life, once again.

The Khajiites are innate, agile and intelligent warriors capable of performing stunts against their enemy not to mention their sharp claws that give them much more damage than any common dagger.

According to the tavern keepers, a child from Ventalia is doing a ritual to call the Dark brotherhood, it might be a good idea to pay him a visit.

Once in Ventalia looking for the boy's house was easy because among locals there is talk of a boy walking along the dark path.

"Holy Mother, Holy Mother, send me your children, because the sins of the unworthy must be purged in a baptism of blood and fear"
"Song of invocation of the Black Sacrament"

Avento Aretino is a child who resides in Ventalia, his mother died, and Jarl sent him to the Riften orphanage, this is run by Grelod la Buena which does not “honor” his name, because… “it's not that good, let's say"

So we could say that he won a contract with the freehand brotherhood. If I really want to know who the dark brotherhood is and save my head, I may have to get their attention.
(if you can't with the enemy, unite him)

A couple of days passed, and everything seemed calm, I took the liberty of going to the capital of Skyrim to know everything I could about this region, I was coming out of solitude when a messenger out of nowhere intercepted me.

In Skyrim there is a civil war, there is talk of the return of the Dragon Blood and the rebellion that exists by the layers of the storm, to overthrow the empire.

I thought that I could be next.

"We know it" said the message ... Apparently the objective was achieved, that same night when requesting a room in a nearby tavern.

Astrid, leader of the dark brotherhood was in front, with a challenge. Well, he had taken away a contract that was exclusive to the dark brotherhood.

Shortly before arriving at the refuge of the brotherhood I met a man giving signs.

Important Note: the first time I saw the Wanted poster I thought they are looking for me which made me quite scared Hahahaha.

"I was away from the town, hidden in the shadows, enough not to be detected by anyone, next to the refuge was a lake, which housed an infinite darkness but surely few were aware of it, I approached the door and said the key words Astrid told me to use, and in the blink of an eye I was in "

Astrid was on the other side. He was waiting for me, as if he knew that at any moment he would appear over the threshold.

And so I joined one of the darkest cults in Skyrim.

_{All the images in this post were screenshots from my computer.}