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The naming day had come for the tribe. The day where all new hatchlings ingest The Hist Sap and get their name. Each argonian would get his own role, ability and name from The Hist. Everything went perfectly, that was until the tribe elder approached the last hatchling, which in turn spontaneously erupted into a huge fireball. The elder got burned into a crisp, his ashes carried away by the wind. Since then, that young hatchling would be forever shunned by the tribe. He would always be known as .. the ash-hole.
Hmm, ja. Jag spelar en sneaky magician, en Argonian som specialiserar sig på Fire Magic. Inspirationen kom av eldsalamandrar. Rätt kul build, även om den är "all over the place", jag kan skjuta eld mot fiender, smyga omkring och hugga ner en efter en eller köra klassiskt spellsword..
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