Welcome to cyrodiil. I must admit, things are not good here right now with the oblivion crises. We thought we could save martin but...we have failed.
"What... ?" Ted said, looking at his Pip-Boy and seeing the date messed up. Just before he fast traveled, it said 2278, March 04, 20:55.
"Sword, suit of armor, castles... I must be in the past of Earth!" Ted thought.
*White grabs Denihil off to the side* Have you heard about Fallout: New Vegas?
Yeah, I'm hoping to play as The Lone Wanderer again, or at least pretend it's him.