舞い上がれ光る未来の伝説となる日へ

Zeig mir deine Ware!

In the waning years of the
Third Era of Tamriel ,
a prisoner born on a certain day
to uncertain parents was sent
under guard, without explanation, to Morrowind ,
ignorant of the role he was
to play in that nation's history…

Tumbling, burning with white-hot fire, I plunged into the depths of the abyss. Unspeakable pain... relentless agony... ... time ceased to exist... ... only this torture... and a deepening hatred of the hypocrisy that damned me to this hell.
An eternity passed, and my torment receded, bringing me back from the precipice of madness. The descent had destroyed me... and yet I lived.