Tamriel is dangerous. If the flora and fauna don't kill you first, the cutthroat bandits or harsh weather might. Come explore Skyrim and perhaps even the neighboring regions of Cyrodiil and Solstheim. Have a taste of the hunter-gatherer lifestyle as you pick snowberries from Winterhold or enjoy a well-earned steak from a recent hunt. Perhaps your mettle will even win you a place among Skyrim's warrior nobles or a new family among the Companions of Jorrvaskr. If you die, may you die with a sword in your hand.
You don't know me.
You don't know what I'm thinking, what I'm feeling, or what I have in mind for you. My intentions are my own, and I don't share them. You will glean small parts of my ideas and ideals from certain things that will happen. Maybe to you personally. Maybe to those around you.
Just know that I am alive. I do think. I do feel.