"Amen to that... But it's not always that cut and dry growing up. I know I didn't  have that choice. I partly grew up in High Rock. Back then I was the same as any other girl... Save one small difference; I was born with a sort of "Gift" if you will. My singing voice could enhance the abilities of those within earshot that I trusted. From enhancing the user's strengths, to wiping away their fatigue, to even giving them more magicka reserves." Serena said, before letting out a sigh as he mind drifted back to simpler times.

"You can probably see where this is going. Naturally, a certain band of High Elves found out about my ability... And sought to claim it for their exclusive use. Obviously they failed on that one... But not before torching my home village to ash, and the people I knew put to the sword... All for one little girl's power." Serena said, clenching her fists as the pain of that memory threatened to consume her.

"An anonymous tip off however, let my Parents arrange my escape on horseback in the care of a warrior who fought pretty much like I do today... Up until Thalmor agents dropped him. By the time the Thalmor had arrived at my village, I was long gone. The excuse they gave for his execution? 'Harboring a dangerous fugitive', when really they just wanted their missed prize... But I wasn't a scared little girl any longer. I wasn't just skilled in the art of wielding a really big sword... I'd picked up quite a bit of Conjuration magic too... And they were the first to feel my rage."