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Letters From Oblivion,
by Murouk gro-Buraph
Born on the 7th of Frostfall, 4E 301 in Cheydinhal, Cyrodiil, Murouk has grown up reading a lot, even as a poor lass from a struggling family. In her young years she found herself very interested in history, literature and old lore, fervently gathering every scrap of information she could find about her favorite historical characters. She moved to the Imperial City in her twenties, where she got her education. Today she is a prolific writer and collector of old lore, as well as the owner of a small but rich book-store in the Imperial City.
Not much is known about the last Dragonborn's life. Her bloodline was never continued, as she never had any heirs, and everyone who knew her has long perished. Few facts remain: that she was a Breton of mixed blood; that she had both Nords and a Bosmer among her ancestors, and that she lived for 47 years before she finally met her end. Besides the historic tale of the last clash with dragons, there are almost no records of her life. The only thing that remains are her personal letters, and those can only tell us about her life in her twenties, and luckily enough for us - those were exactly the years in which she took upon herself to bear the weight of the entire world on her shoulders. We already know what she did, but what did she feel? What did she think? After much controversy, here finally lies the collection of all her remaining personal letters and journal entries, in chronological order.
For what she has done, we eternally thank her.
Murouk gro-Buraph
Dedicated to you, reader, for wanting to know her.
Dedicated to her, for the fact that we can write today.
Her glory be eternal.
Published on the 15th of Sun's Dawn, 4E367 in the Imperial City, Cyrodiil.
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