Kodlak Storm-Fangs, Outskirts of Bruma
To many, this day marked the date the abyss decided to open it's insidious maw and devour the realm of mortals.
To Kodlak Storm-Fangs, it was one of the most exciting days of his life. The hunt was on.
Lifting his nose to the air, Kodlak caught a scent of burning bodies and massacre. That could only mean that he was definitely on the trail of strong prey. It had been so long since Kodlak had properly slaked his blade in the blood of a worthy foe that he feared that his sword had gone dull. He practically shivered in excitement. Yes, this would be a rather righteous slaughter, but a good slaughter none the less. He had followed the lines upon lines of refugees fleeing Cyrodiil all the way back to Bruma and wondered how they could possibly live with themselves when their will to fight was so disgustingly weak.
Along the way, there were a few wannabe marauders that attempted to ambush him when they caught sight of his peculiar armor, but they fought in vain. Each one of them were savagely torn apart without remorse, and soon rumors spiraled among the trails of some sort of mass murderer that only targeted travelers. Which really wasn't true, Kodlak had no interest in fighting those who were too weak to even defend their homeland. But he had no mercy for anyone that raised steel against him. When he finally reached Bruma, he was more than disappointed. The Imperials had transformed the city into a fort but he could taste the fear behind their mighty walls and drawbridge.
Wiping sweat off his brow, Kodlak decided against his natural instinct to surge inside their fortress and pillage. While they were detestably pathetic, numbers can overwhelm even the most vicious of warriors. No, Kodlak wasn't fishing for milk drinking Imperials. Every last Imperial could die and Kodlak could care less. What he did care about is what seemed to spook the Cyrodilic army. Whatever beast or force that had stirred up so much fear among them was the prey whose head he wanted on his wall.
And Kodlak had the perfect idea on how to bait the hook. But first, he needed to stake out the place and lay low awhile. Finding a nearby cave of a recently deceased cave bear, Kodlak started a fire to keep warm and began eating the raw meat off the bone of the bear.