Epevar has gone near & far, telling tales of the heart wherever and whenever he's been able to do so. He's lived a life too long and now bequeaths the last piece of his saga unto you, his most honored guest & listener in these tumultuous times. So come, indulge him one more time--see what awaits in the Isles maybe?...
Epevar had mentioned previously that the tales of his more grand exploits would soon be coming to a close by the time of your next few visits, so you decided you'd chip that number down to its absolute lowest. For then, surely his grandest could await you? Still, you weren't quite prepared for how this story would act...
You should've just stayed home. Why did you have to bring it up? What you thought it'd be epic? No. Buckle up.
Come one, come all, Epevar is staying sane for this one. Just a simple tale of theft and glory. Nothing more, nothing less. So get comfy, this'll be a smooth one.
Epevar and the Guest decide to crack open their freshest batch of Honningbrew Reserve in order to properly regale the tale of Epevar's time in the Mage's Guild. But have you ever seen a drunk Altmer? It's something to behold. So what follows is nothing short of obnoxious and something that even Sanguine would call "A...
You've decided to prod into one of Epevar's fondest yet eventually most bittersweet set of memories that he very well may have amassed. So sit down, try not to get too greedy with the cold ones, and relax as Epevar recounts his time spent with the ever so sinister yet ever so sexy, Dark Brotherhood.
Epevar invites you to listen yet again, as he recounts his time spent working with the Fighters Guild in Cyrodiil. Though for Epevar, it was rather unpleasant to say the least.
Sit down, Relax, and have a cold bottle of mead, while Epevar recounts his time during the Oblivion Crisis in Cyrodiil. Do note that this is a lore based retelling, not a game based retelling. What that means is that while it follows all the events of the game, a lot of it is told in a more realistic manner. Its struc...