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#The Fields of Ard Skellig So...this is the first entry in this. One of many to come... Why I've started with this is pretty simple - to sort myself out. After watching a lot of Dr. Jordan B. Peterson videos, I've more and more realized how in shambles I really am. Everything is all about the place. Under the term "everything", I mean my thoughts, my beliefs, my values, my knowledge, my feelings; you get the point. I feel like I'm moving forward but at the same time I feel as though I'm making a rope but the end is splitting. I go back to fix it, move forward but then it splits from another place I just recently passed. That shit is pretty annoying. For example not knowing my thoughts and values and dare I say, myself. There's this meme going around concerning Jordan Peterson, in which he gives the only advice one might need and that is to sort yourself out. How I interpret it, is to get yourself together, assemble yourself, understand your...

Aurelius Maxeliamus was just like all the men in his family; serving his time in the Imperial Legion. Coming was from a family whose roots go all the way to the time when the Imperial City was just becoming the strong and cosmopolitan capital city of Cyrodill. It had become a family tradition for men in his family to be Imperial Legion soldiers before they get promoted to Palace Guards, the most prestigious rank for a man to get in all of Cyrodill. Aurelius spent most of his guard duty time patrolling the Elven Gardens District and guarding the Gate to the Market District. Most of the time it was actionless duty but nevertheless, criminal scum doesn't rest, for that was the Imperial Legions motto. The most action that he ever got while patrolling the Elven Gardens, was when two thieves were caught stealing apples but they were able to run away. Another criminal scum time , is during the Elven Feasts, during which Altmers, Dunmers and Bosmers drink themselves to oblivion (lolpun) ...