Thus begin the adventures of Ragnar Elfbane, Redguard of Cyrodil. Born in the dockside of the Imperial city, his talent for infiltration to earn money for survival attracted the attention of the Blades. He was recruited at a young age and given training on how to adapt and ingratiate himself with government and non goverment organisations.
There were rumours abound that the Thalmor had begun corrupting the Imperial governance in the land of Skyrim, using the uprising of the Nords as their own cover. He was sent on a mission to join the imperial army and learn more of the inner workings of this land.
During the attempt to smuggle himself into the country with a band of likely vagabonds he was captured, they had turned out to be rebels with the Stormcloaks, and along with them was their leader. Knowing he could not reveal his true identity he continued to play the part and thus was the persona of Ragnar Elfbane born. Whilst formulating an escape plan from what appeared to be a bogus execution without trial, a stroke of luck arrived in the form of a dragon. A beast long thought to be extinct. It attacked and destroyed Helgen, but with the aid of a local imperial soldier Ragnar made his escape and to make future matters easier was actually offered a place in the imperial army.
Given that all of his equipment was now gone, either burned of confiscated, he set off into the hills with the destination of Riverwood in mind. A warm bed and hot meal was on offer then, and it was a long journey to Solitude.
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