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Memoires of Rales Sarethi, A Morrowind fanfic |
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May 12 2010, 11:41 AM
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This was a very hard part. I had to use parts of the in-game dialogue and improve on them to make it a story-worthy dialogue. It's easier when there are no restraints. Anyway, here it is:
Chapter 6: Prophecies
Sul Matuul glared daggers at Zerina by my side but didn’t send her out. When I handed him the bow he was both surprised and impressed. ‘I hadn’t thought you’d be back,’ he commented. ‘It seems you are couragous and resourceful. It would be my honour to name you Clanfriend of the Urshilaku tribe. Keep the bow, you’ve earned it. Feel free to talk to our Wise-woman, unless there is more you want to ask me first.’ ‘Thank you, honourable Khan,’ I replied sincerely with a bow. I could tell from looking into his eyes my respectful manners pleased him. It wasn’t hard to be sincere about it, the bow was magnificent. The stave was light and flexible yet incredibly strong. It was also enchanted but we hadn’t taken the time to figure out what it was enchanted with yet. ‘I will wield it with pride.’ Sul Matuul nodded in approval at my words. ‘As a Clanfriend, I will also allow you to sleep in any bed in our camp but if you steal from my kin, I wil revoke our hospitality.’ The weight of these word didn’t pass me by unnoticed. Not that I was of the thieving kind but I took them to heart nonetheless.
‘He was hardly any less rude than last time,’ Zerina commented softly as soon as we had exited the Ashkhan’s yurt. I winked in reply. ‘At least he wasn’t looking at you as if you were some prized animal like the Gulukhan did last time.’ ‘True,’ she chuckled. ‘Let’s go visit the wise-woman, shall we?’
‘Welcome in, Clanfriend,’ a grey-haired Dunmer woman hailed me. ‘Our Ashkhan has told me about you and said you were hard-headed and ignorant of our ways but I think that is hardly your fault. Sul Matuul has also said you claim to be the Nerevarine and that you would like to be tested against the prophecies, correct?’ ‘Actually,’ I replied, ‘I would like to ask you some questions about the prophecies as well, if you’ll allow me.’ ‘You are wise to come to me for counsel. Very well, ask and I will answer.’
‘Wise-woman, please tell me, what can you tell me about the Neverarine prophecies?’ I asked respectfully. ‘Well, there are many prophecies. Some true, some false, some yet to be determined but they all have one thing in common; they may suggest many things. Aspect and uncertain parents; The moon-and-star, Sleepers, Seven curses, The curses' bane, The prophecy of the Stranger,’ she ticked of on her fingers. ‘You mentioned the aspect and uncertain parents. Just recently I found out I am an orphan and have no idea who my real parents were.’ ‘Well, if it’s true what you say you are indeed born on a certain date to uncertain parents; that is a part of the prophecy but doesn’t necessarily mean you are the Nerevarine. Aspect refers to the fact that individuals born under certain constellations - or more commonly known as starsigns - are said to be fortunate in their aspects. Such persons are often blessed - or cursed - with remarkable abilities or weaknesses as a result of the magical conjunctions of celestial influences.’ ‘I understand. I don’t have any special powers - at least, none that I know of - and have no idea what constellation I was born under. A relative said that my mother, or rather, my stepmother, had determined my name-day on Hogithum.’ ‘Lord Azura’s summoning day? How… appropriate,’ Nibeni smiled.
‘Can you tell me of the significance of the Moon-and-Star? I’ve learned it is a ring only Lord Nerevar Indoril could wear,’ I continued. ‘You are partly correct. Legend says Indoril Nerevar's family standard bore the moon and star, and Nerevar's armour and weapons bore this sign. Some say he bore a moon-and-star birthmark. Some say he had a magic ring marked with it. Others say he was born under a moon-and-star. Some claim it is just a sign of the goddess of Dusk and Dawn’s meddling. In any case, I think the moon-and-star is the mark of the Nerevarine, do you have such a mark?’ I smiled wryly. ‘Zerina,’ I gestured to her at my side, ’claims I do but I can’t see it for myself.’
Nibeni’s eyes flew open wide. ‘Show me!’ she demanded. The two women looked at each other and smiled in a way I knew I was in trouble, I could almost feel the colour drain from my face. ‘Be a dear, and pull your pants down,’ Zerina said. There was no escaping it so I pulled down my trousers as requested and turned around. Soon I could feel cold probing fingers going through the hairs on my left inner thigh when a finger, I hoped Zerina’s, remained on a spot just underneath the left cheek. ‘Here! This is what I mean,’ Zerina’s voice sang. ‘Yes, that birthmark does indeed resemble a moon-and-star,’ Nibeni mumbled barely understandable but the disbelief in her voice was almost tangible. ‘Maybe he really is the Nerevarine, we shall see,’ I could just make out from her muttering.
‘Sleepers,’ I surmised after having pulled my pants back up. ‘What do you suppose those are?’ Nibeni thought deeply for a while. ‘Rumours say that in the towns, mad cultists called "sleepers" are randomly, or so it seems, attacking people, saying that Dagoth Ur has awakened, and will drive the outlanders from Morrowind. Perhaps it is just coincidence, but I believe it is a sign of the Nerevarine. Not necessarily a sign that you are in fact the Nerevarine. Perhaps the time of the Nerevarine has come, and you have come at the same time. This is not passing a test, but it may mean you have some part to play in the coming of the Nerevarine.’
This post has been edited by Remko: May 14 2010, 03:21 PM
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Remko |
May 14 2010, 11:34 AM
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@ SubRosa: I kinda agree with you but hoped it was clear enough because of this sentence: QUOTE Feel free to talk to our Wise-woman, unless there is more you want to ask me first.’ I will look into it and change it to make it more clear. I guess I cut make up some dialogue between Zerina and Rales to make it clear thgey left the Ashkhan's tent and entered the wise-woman's tent. Thanks for pointing that out  Everyone; I took SubRosa's critique to heart and realised she was bsolutely right. So I added some lines of dialogues to smoothe the transition from the Ashkhan's yurt to the Wise-woman's. Hope you like it, it's a small pun to the part of dialogue where Zerina felt insulted by the way the Gulukhan was sizing her up like a horndog. This post has been edited by Remko: May 14 2010, 03:26 PM
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May 14 2010, 07:45 PM
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Glad to hear (read  ) you like it. Makes me feel all fuzzy inside I nodded in recognition, I had come across these strange stragglers in the major towns but had avoided them totally. ‘So, that’s who those grumpy people are.’ ‘You’ve talked to them?’ Nibeni seemed surpised by that. ‘No, not really. I bumped into them, that’s about it,’ I shrugged. ‘So far, they haven’t attacked me but we have been attacked by zombie-like creatures with ashen skins several weeks ago.’ The Wise-woman nodded. ‘Dagoth’s minions, it would appear the evil underneath Red Mountain has taken an interest in you. Is there more you want to ask me?’ ‘Please tell me what is meant with The Stranger.’ ‘Good that you ask me about that, your humility flatters you. This is the part of the prophecy that is well-known to us. Would you like me to recite it?’ ‘Yes, I would very much like to hear that.’ Nibeni scraped her throat and started: ‘When earth is sundered, and skies choked black, And sleepers serve the seven curses, To the hearth there comes a stranger, Journeyed far 'neath moon and star.
Though stark-born to sire uncertain His aspect marks his certain fate. Wicked stalk him, righteous curse him. Prophets speak, but all deny.
Many trials make manifest The stranger's fate, the curses' bane. Many touchstones try the stranger. Many fall, but one remains.’I swallowed a lump in my throat. ‘Again the reference to the moon-and-star,’ I thought abashedly. The first part of the verse wasn’t much of a conundrum, we had discussed several details of it but the rest of it wasn’t as straightforward. ‘Do you understand?’ Nibeni asked me, tearing me from my thoughts. ‘Partially, yes. Wicked stalk him; would this refer to the sleepers or maybe those Ash-Zombies? I don’t understand the second part of that sentence though.’ ‘Don’t you see?’ Zerina interrupted. ‘The prophecy goes against all the Temple has stood for all those years. I think the righteous means the Temple; the Nerevarine prophecies are considered heresy by the Temple, aren’t they wise-woman?’ ‘Listen to your woman for she speaks with wisdom,’ Nibeni answered. ‘You were right about the Wicked though, I am almost sure that is exactly what is meant by that.’ She thought for a while. ‘Or it could mean Dagoth Ur himself,’ Zerina interrupted her reverie. Nibeni nodded, ’that thought crossed my mind too.’ ‘Let me guess,’ I said. ‘The many trials part are the trials I have to go through to fulfill the prophecy? I am the stranger, or at least I could be. That much is clear to me, but what is actually meant by the curses’ bane? What curses? In the very first part of the rhyme, “and sleepers serve the seven curses” there is also the reference to sleepers and curses. Are these the same curses?’ This post has been edited by Remko: May 14 2010, 07:46 PM
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May 17 2010, 11:40 AM
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It is another Ashlander prophecy of the Nerevarine,’ Nibeni replied. ‘It is also called "The Seven Curses of the Sharmat." Sadly, I do not know it, and don’t know of anyone still alive who does. I fear it may have been lost through time. Regrettably, such things happen. A Wise-woman dies, or forgets, or a clan is wiped out. Perhaps someone knows, but is keeping it hidden. Perhaps it is in one of those many books of your settled people. I have heard that some priests of the Temple may have such books but don’t know any names.’ ‘What do you think the curses’ bane means?’ Zerina asked. ‘It seems to me the Nerevarine is the curses’ bane.’ ‘That seems likely, but which curse’s bane? There are so many, it’s likely it refers to the seven curses but there is no way to really tell for sure.’ The Wise-woman shrugged. ‘In the prophecy of the Seven Visions there is also some mentioning of curses. Maybe it will help you to hear that too? The full name of this prophecy is called “Seven Visions of Seven Trials of the Incarnate”’.
Seven trials What he puts his hand to, that shall be done. What is left undone, that shall be done. First trial On a certain day to uncertain parents Incarnate moon and star reborn. Second trial Neither blight nor age can harm him. The Curse-of-Flesh before him flies. Third trial In caverns dark Azura's eye sees and makes to shine the moon and star. Fourth trial A stranger's voice unites the Houses. Three Halls call him Hortator. Fifth trial A stranger's hand unites the Velothi. Four Tribes call him Nerevarine. Sixth trial He honours blood of the tribe unmourned. He eats their sin, and is reborn. Seventh trial His mercy frees the cursed false gods, Binds the broken, redeems the mad. One destiny He speaks the law for Veloth's people. He speaks for their land, and names them great
‘You already understood the importance of the trials; they determine who the Nerevarine will be and what he will have to go through to fulfill his destiny. I will not say I completely understand it all, because quite honestly, I don’t, but if you wish, we can discuss the trials together and try to make more sense of it. Some of it is very similar to the prophecy of the seven visions.’ ‘Like the first trial?’ I interjected. ‘It sounded very similar to the first verse of The Stranger prophecy.’ ‘Exactly,’ Nibeni confirmed. ‘The second trial is more difficult to understand though. I have thought that one over and over but it still isn’t quite clear to me. I think the Curse-of-Flesh means the Corprus disease, I assume you know about that?’ I hesitated. Rumours had reached my ears about deformed people but I hadn’t seen it for myself. ‘I’ve heard about it.’ ‘The Corprus disease causes terrible deformed growth on its victims, on both men and beasts. Maybe the Nerevarine can cure this awful disease, maybe it is another sign of the Nerevarine. I don’t know what is meant by “Neither blight nor age can touch him”, it is stil a mystery to me.’ ‘Maybe it implicates an Elf will be the Nerevarine? Elves have far longer life-spans then humans,’ Zerina suggested. ‘Maybe, but I don’t think so. We are still touched by time and will age eventually,’ Nibeni answered and looked at me intensely. ‘I fear it is up to you to find that out.’
‘What of the third trial?’ Nibeni shook her head frantically. ‘Legend says there is a cave with a shrine to Lord Azura, called the Cavern of the Incarnate. There are secrets about this cavern I can’t tell you, at least, not yet. Please, do not ask me of that.’ ‘All right, I respect that although I don’t understand. Then, please tell me, am I right in thinking the Velothi is another word for us, the Dunmer? I remember reading somewhere when we visited Vivec it was Saint Veloth who led our common ancestors to this land.’ My question clearly fascinated and pleased Nibeni. ‘You are correct. The Velothi are the Dunmer, all Dunmer. The last time the Velothi were united underneath one banner, it was underneath Nerevar’s banner at the battle of Red Mountain, thousands of years ago. One destiny, one people. Nerevar will return and unite the Velothi - the Dunmer if you will - once more and restore the greatness of the Velothi people.
‘One last question.’ I was tired and noticed I could hardly focus anymore. ‘I’m sure I will come up with more soon enough but what is a Hortator exactly?’ ‘A Hortator is the war-leader, named and agreed upon by all the Great Houses. For a Hortator to be named, the Great Houses must put aside their petty differences and suspend fueds to stand as one against the common enemy. The last time this has happened was when the Septim Usurper unjustly invaded our land.’ Nibeni emphasized “our”, in such a way I thought it unwise to inform her I was actually instructed by the Emperor’s Imperial Spymaster to seek out the Urshilaku and chase after the meaning of the Prophecies. It was becoming clear however, that the Nerevarine prophecy was bigger than me, bigger than the Emperor, bigger than the Empire even.
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