Relocation

Two halves of a whole.

That's what my brother and I are.

As we were little, no one could tell the difference between us. After all we are twins. But as time progressed, and we grew older, it became easier to tell us apart.

And that is when things became dangerous.

You see, when I reached the age for maturity my brother forbid me to go out on my own. He said it was for my safety, though I didn't believe him.

I was stupid not to. And because of my stupidity, our lives were changed forever.

My brother, in a desperate attempt to protect me from a feral Vampire that happened across my wounded form, became a Vampire himself.

While I....was forcibly turned into a Werewolf due to the creature that had gotten to me just moments before.

Now we live in solitude, hiding away from the rest of the world while doing our best to survive. Taking odd jobs when in need of coin and hunting for fresh meat and blood to keep us filled.

For years we lived like this, peaceful and safe from harm.

But it seems as if the Gods have other plans for us.

Plans that place the fate of Nirn in our hands and the lives of many on our shoulders.