Discussion:Les derniers mots d'un inconnu

handwritten scrawled on the floor with a piece of charcoal

I am dead. Tell my tender Mother dear I loved her, and Tamriel and my Emperor. Akatosh curse the name of the traitor and all daedra. Mara bless and guard my soul.

You who find me - avenge me, take the traitor's blood in my name, and take in hand The Dagger of the Stolid Kin, borne by my father and forged by his father before him. Beware of magic while you carry this blade, but fear neither the sting of poison nor the sear of shock.