My first brush with

By anonymous

I was a skilled conjurer by the age of 17 and I also have a knack for illusion magic. I had began to dabble in necromancy recently. Just a bit at first with wild animals but something happened one night when I was on my way to my visit my cousin in Daggerfall. I was warned not to travel in the marshes at night because of bandits but I was confident I could handle myself. I can easily make the toughest of Orcs and Nords cower in fear with my illusion magic. So off I went through the rocky wetlands and not to my surprise I was soon attacked by a bandit.