Wait.......I know you!

*continuing where we left off*

"...or, depending on the tale and who is telling it, Aleph found the names of all things."

Time passed as the story continued with the scribe laughing silently from time to time at how this powerful man's tale started: At the formation of the universe. It was as if he himself was the center of all that is...and, as it happens, the man felt exactly that which was highlighted in his next statement.

"Alright, let's skip over the numerous boring details and fast forward to the only story that truly matters and is worth telling.....mine! My name is Kvothe, you may have heard of me..."

The Travelers looking to enter Temerant listened for exactly two hours before the introduction stopped suddenly. It was unusual for a world's preview to be through a random man's storytelling, but it gave the insightful veterans understanding of the world's layout and various other minuscule details.

For example, the world was not modern but has 'magic-like' power, although the introduction's relevant details weren't clear. They knew the existence of a mysterious "University" and beings of such power that, in this new world, still live on even after their story was written in books ten thousand years ago...

In short, it was enough information for those paying attention.

....

On the other side, those who chose to experience the introduction to Skyrim had a different surprise. The darkness surrounded them after they made the choice.

After some time, the darkness slowly faded, allowing them to see a mural carved in stone deep within what looked to be a cave.

As they examined the fascinating carvings, voices of what sounded to be many men singing in unison rang throughout the void accompanied by the voice of a wise old man...

*FUS, RO, DAH...FUS RO, DAH*

"They should have acted..... because those things are already here. The Elder Scrolls told of their return, but what did they do? Nothing...." the old man's voice was filled with righteous indignation and anger.

"...They, like many others, were unable to fight once the time came due to their negligence."

The mural began to come alive as waves of energy rippled across its surface, the stone carvings began to move with life. One large carving was strikingly clear as the beast was standing above every other part of the carving as if looking down on their existence.

The large dragon's head tilted towards the Travelers watching, blinking slowly as its face scrunched up in anger.

"Their defeat was merely a delay, til the time after Oblivion opened when the sons of Skyrim would spill their own blood. But no one wanted to believe.....to believe they even existed, and when the truth finally dawned....it dawned in FIRE!"

*WOOSH*

The dragon carving began to crack all over, revealing a fully alive and massive dragon in all of its glory. It stretched its limbs after a long sleep, before ejecting a torrent of blazing fire throughout the cave...

*ROAR*

"....but, hope is not lost. For there are those who stand against them, who shake off the struggles of man and look towards the sky, willing to face those that reign down terror from above...."

"...moreover, there is one the beasts truly fear. In their tongue, he is Dovahkiin...THE DRAGONBORN!!"

*DOVAKIN, DOVAKIN, naal ok zin los vahriin...*