48 Chapter 40: Laelaps and the Teumessian Part 1: Winds of Change
Miraak pov:
"...Let my name and these words be indelible!"
"It's him again...He has certainly gained much courage, since our encounter, to have declared himself so publicly to all of Tamriel." Muttering aloud I turned to my side to look at my newest servant.
Umaril the Unfeathered.
He had been a annoying pest to deal with.
After the Snow Elf escaped from me, I had concluded my duel with the resurrected Umaril.
Impalement, disintegration, slicing his head off, crushing the heart and brain.
None of it worked, so I had to restrict his movements and imprsion him as I thought of a solution to ending his existence.
After a few days I had dealt with Umaril and killed him all while preserving his soul.
Rather than absorbing the energies from the soul itself to enhance my power, having a servant such as him was far greater, considering that my plans to escape Apocrypha and Hermaeous Mora's control would take a decade or two to complete on its own.
Thus, I chose to resurrect Umaril once more and dominated his mind and spirit to obey me eternally.
"Umaril." I called out to the stationary and motionless slave.
"Adonai Miraak! (Lord Miraak!)" He proclaimed aloud as he bowed his head.
"I've a task for you. I will send you to Tamriel, there you will be free to act as you deem it necessary. Your tasks are as follows. Go and amass a greater cult of loyal followers, I've already have some on Solstheim, next is to find and reawaken my fellow former Dragon Priests Ahzidal, Dukaan and Zahkriisos. With them, prepare for my the way for my return to Nirn."
Saying what I needed to say I turned to leave, not even giving him another glance as I went to observe the intriguing events unfolding in the Imperial City of Cyrodil.
"Let's see what you will do next 'Snow Prince'..."
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General Servius Tullius pov:
"...Let my name and these words be indelible!"
"General! You can't allow this to go on! Look at what he has already done! He can't defile the Temple any longer with his presence let alone the actions he has now committed!" One of the Akatosh Temple Priests, that tend to the Temple of the One, demanded.
I sighed knowing that I can't deny his words, otherwise only greater problems will emerge for the Emperor to deal with ontop of the constant pressure exerted by Thalmor to send more troops to Skyrim to quell the Nord Rebellion going on there.
"Break these doors open, now!" I yelled to numerous soilders and mages outside.
"No! Stop this! Mom! Please!" Screamed the girl as she tried desperately to reach out to Commander Ashenclaw standing a few feet from me.
"Commander, get her under control immediately and fulfill your orders at once!" I demanded.
As the mages began to cast spells of fire, and the soiders helped in attempting to break down the weakened doors of ice, I turned to look at Commander Ashenclaw besides me as she looked back at me.
She showed a pained expression filled with regret and sadness, before finding her resolve.
She knew just as well as I, that the Thalmor soilders that watched the whole situation occurring, would only use this to their advantage to claim the Empire was breaking the White-Gold Concordant.
Commander Ashenclaw then went up to her daughter's side before chopping the back of her neck with her hand, instantly rendering her daughter unconscious.
"Didn't you hear General Tullius! Break down these doors, all mages use a constant stream of fire to melt the ice! The same goes for you all as well!" Commander Ashenclaw issued out orders as she then turned to face the Thalmor mages off to the side.
"How dar-" one of the High Elves tried to protest but was cut off.
"Or would you rather let the Snow Elf live to escape and see tomorrow, as he had done in the past. How would you like to report this failure to your superiors and inform them of your incompetence?"
The High Elf captain was hesitant but relented to her words as he and the other Thalmor magic casters began to join in the efforts of breaking into the Temple of the One.
What a headache.
Given that the Elf iside had been a friend of her daughter's, if she were to kill him solely because she had to follow orders a rift will form between them.
I wouldn't wish that on anyone willingly given how I understand the feeling of losing everything you care about.
The Thalmor had burned my entire village to the ground, it was the sole reason why i now serve the Emperor. So that I can help the Empire to prosper and thrawt any plans that the Thalmor may have.
I suppose I'll intervene this one time personally and kill the Elf boy as he'll meet his end by my own sword.
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Divayth Fyr:
"...Let my name and these words be indelible!"
Hmm, now this is interesting.
"He must have used an Elder Scroll." I Muttered aloud to myself.
I had felt this kind of power before.
"Sotha Sil...the world's changing...if only you were still here, it would be much different. But with how things are going, the races of Nirn will only end up destroying themselves."
I should go see this Sivreth for myself one day.
*knock* *knock*
"Come in."
The one that knocked on my door entered and I wasn't suprised.
"Alfe, Beyte, Delte and Uupse? I guess we shouldn't waste time then. The Falmer will probably be dead soon if nothing is done." I remarked when I saw all four of them together in a long time.
Normally their off doing their own things or two would meet up on occasion, but everyone in one place. That Falmer boy has certainly stirred the winds of change.
"About that. Should I interfere and save him myself. I had been planning to go to Skyrim soon in the coming years anyway, going early wouldn't matter." Alfe said before the others could speak.
"No, let him prove himself. He wouldn't have taken such a risk to declare war on the whole of Nirn if he didn't have a plan to escape, no?"
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Mehrunes Dagon, Daedric Prince of Change and Destruction:
"...Let my name and these words be indelible!"
Hahaha, to think that the descendent of Akatosh's counterpart would be the one to fuel my power!
I hadn't felt such an vast amount of power since Tiber Septim's rise to power!
Nor has any war on Nirn been able to enhance my power to this degree!
But if I leave things as it is then problems can arise, I need to take advantage of this situation while there is still time.
Because of the Elf's brazen actions, parts of the barrier that surrounds Mundus, protecting the Mortal Realm from Oblivion, had been weakened.
While a God cannot enter through these fissures themselves, I can send a handful of my strongest Daedra through.
Maybe a dozen Ash Titans, 30 Daedra and...
Hmm
While I previously dismissed him a long time ago as a failure being unable to carry out the task I gave him, in addition to failing to defend my Razor, I could make use of him being a Nord to serve me once more.
I am in a good mood thanks to the Falmer child...very well then.
I opened my outstretched hand, flames erupted from the palm before a soul of a Mortal figure was all that remained.
Msirae Faythung, my previous Champion, I still hadn't found a Champion that was better than him since then.
However, things may be different.
The Winds of Change has begun to stirr.
What will happen next I wonder?
Another war?
Or something unexpected...
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High King Torygg of Skyrim:
"...Let my name and these words be indelible!"
Dammit! I was busy dealing with Ulfric's Rebellion and now I have this to suddenly deal with.
After the incident of Markarth, Ulfric began to change.
No maybe he had changed when he had been captured and tortured by the Thalmor after the Great War a few decades ago.
Ulfric was good and loyal friend who helped me establish a my rule over Skyrim as High King went unchallenged.
But when the Reachmen sieged and conqoured Markarth for their own things had started to get worse.
They declared themselves as the Forsworn and ruled Markarth fairly. They didn't impose any additional laws except for a few, and even the survivors confirmed this.
Ulfric's uncle was at Markarth at the time to negotiate with the Forsworn, only to have him killed.
After that, Ulfric led a siege to take back Markarth and slaughtered all the Forsworn men, woman and children. Even some of Markarth's people were accidentally slain in the siege, yet this was to be expected. At least things could have gotten worse.
After that he was called the Bear of Markarth.
It was only in recent years that Ulfric felt like I betrayed Skyrim by allowing the Empire, and thus by extension the Thalmor, into Skyrim because of the White-Gold Concordant.
And Skyrim was still apart of the Empire and thus still subjected to the White-Gold Concordant's decree.
But Ulfric gathered a following of supporters and soon an army and started a Rebellion called the Stormcloaks.
Nothing major has occurred that could permanently sever any chances of reconciling with him...yet that is.
And now this Falmer Sivreth?
All the Nords hate Elves and tge Falner above all given our ancestoral history with them. He must resent the Nords.
Even if he doesn't, all of Skyrim will assume he will one day declare war on all Nords because of the Sins of the Past.
Things will not end well...the world is changing, and the world's people knows it
"Sybille Stentor, I have a task for you." I called out to my Court Mage, if there is one person I can trust to do this it has to be her.
Despite knowing she's a vampire, she has been a loyal retainer since I was a child.
"Yes High King, what is it you need of me?"
"I need you to find out whatever you can about this so-called 'Snow Tower' of Skyrim as he calls it. If that is the reason why the Thalmor are here, and for him to openly reveal such information. Its a race against time. We need to know what it is and ensure its protection at all costs.
"As you command my King. This is indeed a wise course of action. But there could be other merits to this."
"What do you mean Sybille, explain."
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Clanmothers of Elsweyr:
"...Let my name and these words be indelible!"
"Hahaha, that boy sure has done it hasn't he?"
"The Thalmor leaders must be vexed to no end that the world heard him hint about their plans.
"They must be in chaos right now."
"Come now Sisters, we will wait for news to come to us on what happens of him."
"Indeed, when the time comes, the Khajiit of Elsweyr will support him and his new kingdom into becoming a new Empire!"
(A/n sorry if I messed up the timeline of events or got something wrong with Skyrim's politics and past history decades leading up to Skyrim events. Its really hard for me to go through 4 games worth of information and lore, especially since 3 games happen at around the same time period. Elder Scrolls: Blades happens a decade or so before Skyrim and is very important in Lore. Elder Scrolls: Legends which happens before the Grat War, during the Great War, after the Great War, and during the events of Skyrim itself in year 201st when the Dragons return in Dragon Crisis Prophecy, and then the main game Skyrim itself. I try my best to get the info correct but its still hard to do, so I do apologise if anything is wrong but know I tried my best.)
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Elenwen:
"...Let my name and these words be indelible!"
THIS BRAT!!!
"WHAT HAPPENED TO ANCANO?! HE HAS BEEN MISSING EVER SINCE THAT DAY!"
And now he indurectly revealed our plans to the world!
Hammerfall and Skyrim's rulers will be on guard against our future movements and they might be able to gain support from High Rock!
Things are not good!
At this rate...
Wait a second...
Maybe...
"Guard!"
The soilder outside my room opened the door and entered without delay.
"Yes Lady Elenwen!"
"Call for Chancellor Dalrehn to meet with me at once!"
You thought your so clever Half-Elf Bastard, we'll see how you deal with things soon enough.
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Arch-Curate Vyrthur:
"...Let my name and these words be indelible!"
What?!
There's more of my Kin that had survived after all this time?!
And...he's Auri-El's descendent. Could it be?
Faireth's child?
Did she also survive after all this time?
While I was previously overjoyed, that feeling turned to bitter resentment when I realised that he could become Auri-El's Champion on Nirn and thrawt my plans in fulfilling the Prophecy for the Daughter of Coldharbour.
I do hope we don't cross paths boy, I don't want to kill you if I can avoid it.
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Knight-Paladin Gelebor:
"...Let my name and these words be indelible!"
Something must have happened to Faireth if her son had taken such a brazen course of action to self proclaim to the whole world that he is their enemy.
I hadn't been keeping count of the years that had passed since the Nords launched their campaign of genocide on the Snow Elves, or since the time the Chantry was overrun by the Betrayed.
However, in the last decade I think, or more than that by now, Faireth had came to me within the cave I had been residing in, guarding the Wayshrine and continuing my faith to Auri-El.
She came to me with a bloated stomach, and a Nord man by her side, I don't know why he was with her, but if he didn't show any hostility towards me, then I will not have to defend myself and kill him.
I had come to forgive the Nords for what they had done to the Falmer, we were not in the right as well at the time as we too had wronged them.
Both sides killing one another, breading more hatred between the two.
However, Ysgramor's actions went too far. To genocide an entire race was too much.
But instead of hating the Nords I chose to continue to uphold my faith to Auri-El.
As for Faireth, it turned out she was Pregnant and needed my help.
The child she was carrying was also that of the Nord man.
But her body couldn't handle the strain on her body, nor would she be able to defend herself during that time. So she and her husband Aival came to me for help.
I prayed to Auri-El for help and guidance in delivering the child.
It was then that I received a vision from Auri-El himself.
The vision revealed to me of the origins of the boy's soul, he had two souls overlapping one another. One was the soul of the boy called Sivreth, and another was a Human Soul from outside the Aurbis from a another universe, another world called Earth.
Auri-El, as Akatosh, had merged the two souls together after learning of the Human Soul's point of origin.
And so Auri-El gave me a vision of this child and that he would need help when the time came.
But another shocking thing had happened, shortly after Sivreth was born, another child came soon after.
A baby girl.
Faireth and Aival had Twin children.
In my vision Auri-El gave me he instructed me to tell the two of them about this and that each of them would need to seperate the Twins for their own safety or one of them would die.
However, I didn't tell them about Sivreth's two merged souls within his body just as Auri-El wanted.
But now...in the present day...that time he would need help has come...
But I can't leave to aid him.
I have no doubt that my brother Vyrthur had also heard Sivreth's voice.
It seems the one that is in control of Sivreth's body is the Human Soul.
I will find out when he comes here one day.
I have no doubt that one day we will meet, and we will have much to talk about.
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Sivreth Aival Erdys Lyr Es Aur-i-El pov:
*crack*
Sounds of the Ice Wall I had created showed signs of breaking away.
This isn't good!
Alright times up, I gotta leave!
"Rael!"
Rael immediately rushed to my side as I swiftly mounted atop the saddle on his back.
And just like that we left without delay. I saw that there was glass panels all the way at the top of the Temple of the One.
That was our way out.
Rael swiftly climbed the walls of the Temple's interior, after all it is what he specialises in.
By the time we were near the top, the doors to the Temple of the One had been blasted open and a great many soilders. Imperial and Thalmor along with some Priests from the Temple had entered.
The Priests were shouting in shock and anger while a few fell to their knees and cried.
Definitely not my fault! Akatosh just woke up and dipped out of here! How could I have predicted this would happen?! I just wanted to use the excess Divine power from Akatosh's Avatar statue to activate the power of the Elder Scroll without suffering a penalty!
If you have anyone to blame for the Statue of Akatosh disappearing, it's Akatosh himself!
The Thalmor didn't waste the chance and fired all the spells they knew at my position while the archers fired their arrows.
I raised a custom Ward to defend me and Rael from the spells and arrows, all while I stared at two individuals amidst the chaos, as they stared back at me.
Elika's mother Commander Rella Ashenclaw and General Servius Tullius.
Turning away I directed Rael to the glass.
I dispelled the Ward with my other hand and gripped the saddle and reigns tightly. Meanwhile, I raised my other arm, which was my mechanical one, and reared it back before unleashing a mighty punch at the sturdy glass panel.
The people below moved out of the way of the falling glass fragments but a few Imperials, a Priest and some Thalmor were unfortunately pierced by the glass fragments as they screamed out in pain while some died.
The mages got to work healing the wounded while I made my escape as Rael climbed through the opening.
I could see the entirety of Cyrodil's Imperial City from atop the Temple of the One.
The Winds of Change have begun to blow.
There's no going back now.
Taking out a map of all Tamriel there was three markers I had set of which I needed to go to.
Marker 1 - Riften
Marker 2 - Solstheim, Raven Rock
Marker 3 - Morrowind ---> Red Mountain ruins or Mournhold
I thought hard during what time I had on how I would be able to reach Riften.
I will definitely be pursued by General Tullius, and he is a military genius, how am I going to outsmart him and survive the distance to reach the border into Riften's Territory.
I looked at the map and saw something interesting.
The Temple of Moth Priests...maybe...
Yes! That's it!
Having decided on my escape route I out the map away and Rael charged forwards and over the Outer wall of tge Imperial City and ran with all his speed Northwards while my pursuers weren't far behind.
