Shadowclaw leapt onto Isaac of Smoke, his weight almost enough to stagger Isaac, and he said, "Now, "I must know, do you want to be a vampire, a werewolf, or to stay the same?"

Isaac blinkedd. *i... um... i dunno.*

Smoke says, "Well, why don't you think about it? We're patient...ish."

The boy looked at his parents as asked, *what do you think?*

Smoke says, "We have no say in this. We can change you, but it is impossible to go back. You can go between vampire and werewolf, but you will never be as you are now ever again."
(well, there is a way to cure vampirism,but it is way to complex, and neither Smoke not Shadowclaw know about it.)

Isaac nodded and thought for a while before saying, *ill stay how i am.*

Smoke and Shadowclaw both nodded, and Smoke said, "Now, you will say you were born on the 30th of Frostfall 190. This is the Fourth Era, and Khajiit doubts what has happened will be recognized by the empire, especially since they would have to admit the same person that killed their Emperor is a hero that saved their petty kingdom twice!"

e nodded.

Smoke said, "You know what? It's time to take control of this world! It is time to amass an army of dragons and draugr, as well as Nords, and first end this civil war, then spread influence across the world...actually, let's leave Akaviir alone. Weird things come from there."

Isaac looked up, grinning. *Viva le Revolution?*

the Knights walkdd in, coveredd in loot and blood.