Literature
7th Heartfire
Balmora, South Wall Cornerclub
In the end, despite all my precautions, my careful planning, my days of training, I failed. I couldn't bring the murderer to justice. I couldn't help Uryne. When I confronted him, he brushed off my questions as though they were nothing, tossing the blame on a local Argonian with a laugh. He was cruel and haughty towards me, spitting on my shoes as I entered the cornerclub and spewing his hatred for outlanders into the stale air. We got into a heated argument which left him snarling at me and a host of angry stares on my back.
Forgetting reason, forsaking everything I'd come to depend on, in my rage I struck hi