Date: Tirdas, 27th day of Morning Star, ME 1397
Across from the Jorrvaskr Meloni Hall near Skyforge... Half a mile away stood Godvar's Castle, blackened by the fury of winter conditions, from the Snow Elves' last siege.
The weather was bad. Dark, musty clouds covered the horizon, and flocks of crows were flying over the castle, screaming bitterly.
I was standing calmly in the trench to the right of the castle gate. I slowly moved from where I was. I had been standing under the damp wind since noon, and the cold air had disturbed me from my lingering thoughts. I was looking at the mountain floating in the distance in a vague mist. A large group of Snow Elves was hiding here.
Godvar blocked the way to Skyforge like a death wall. The damned crows were still making noise with their ominous voices. I rubbed my tear-stained eyes. So far, I've been in dozens of battles with the elves, even though I'm not a soldier.
He joined the army of Ysgramor, the commander of our little castle, and went to conquer Solstheim. Since the Snow Prince, the leader of the Snow elves there, was causing too much trouble, mobilization was declared in Skyrim and the majority of our armies had defected there.
After the Snow Prince was finally overthrown, our scouts observed a group of Snow elves who had to take shelter in the mountains near Godvar Castle, fearing the fury of the nords. As if this weren't enough, the commander of our castle was martyred in Solstheim and a new one could not be appointed as our leader.
We couldn't attack them because we didn't have enough men.
But after a while, they were trying to besiege our castle, whether they were out of desperation because they realized that they were outnumbered or because they wanted to avenge the death of their prince. We were pushing them back every time.
But now our resources had come to the point of depletion. During these sieges, many of our good men were martyred, and the supplies and military aid we expected could not reach us. It must have been because of the weather conditions.
I was the only one in Godvar who had a say after the commander. I worked at the castle for many years. I did everything here. Even when the foundation of this place was laid, I was there. I could do whatever I wanted, as no new lord could come upon us for a while.
In these difficult times, I had to take over the management of the castle and lead these people whose faith was weakened. Because no one else would. My prayers were answered. This was an opportunity that the gods offered me...