The chronicles of Salina Delvanni. Prolouge., Just a little prolouge and Teaser of my next fic. Options

[Tellie]

The Chronicles of Salina Delvanni. Prolouge.


So, you have come here to ask me a bunch of questions…well sit down then. Ah yes, you wish to know my story, well relax and be patient, this will take some time, as my story is a long one. I was born to my parents Sarin and Salvaynas Delvanni, you may have heard of my sister Telina, who is widely know through out Tamriel, but she is not the subject of this story. I was born ten years after my sister was taken from my parents, so that would be year 413 of the third era…yes you heard me right, I am that old. So here now I’ll tell you all about me.


Prolouge.

I was in my tower at Odai Platform, just finished after a hard days work…this was the year 428 of the third Era. My supper consisted of a few fried kwama eggs, and some deer meat, little did I know that it would be the last time in five years I would taste normal food. Having locked the door, and warded it, I went to have my (hopefully) normal dreamless sleep. Only this time, this time it was different, I was in a cell, number 1486924, but that had to be in Cyrodiil, how could I be in a Cyrodiilic prison.

At the cell opposite of me was another Dunmer, taunting me, until some men came, fully armoured, with an old man following them. There was some words exchanged that I didn’t remember, and then they opened up a door within my cell, telling me to follow. The next part is lost, bust I stood in a room with the old man, his warriors had gone to fight some assassins. Suddenly out from a hole in the wall jumped a red robed figure forth, and suddenly he had armour all over him, as if he had used a spell. He stabbed the old man, and then everything turned to blazing fires, and an empty blackness, and then I woke up.

It was the first dream I’ve had for years, and it worried me…I didn’t know who this man was, all I knew was that our fate was now bound together, I had to get to Cyrodiil, and be imprisoned. But first, I had to seek my sister out, she would know hat to do. I promptly dressed myself in a dark robe, and grabbed a dagger with me, and then I was on the way. Azura I hate boats, I thought as I emptied he bucket of vomit yet again. But with my sister being as careful as she was, teleporting into her tower in the middle of the night, could risk strong injuries, or possibly death, she had quite a bit of arsenal on strong spells, which I’d rather not have directed at me.

The boat that was due for Sadrith Mora, passed through Zafirbel bay, and I could faintly see shimmering lights to the west, my sisters stronghold of Tel Delvanni. I thanked the captain for the ride, before I jumped into the water, and landed safely on top of it…waterwalk is just so fun at times. Naturally, my sister was a great mage, I have never said that I was any superhero yet…so I did the mistake that many mages do when they walk on water, I forgot to focus on the spell. Spitting out salt water, and cursing myself for my lack of concentration, I stepped up on land, to dry my clothes a bit. The journey took far longer than I expected, due to a rather aggressive flock of cliffracers…Oblivion I hate those creatures. Finally I stood before the door to my sisters home.

I knocked, and waited, a little minute later my sister was standing there. Telina was as always a striking person, her long silvery hair, and intellectual eyes, spoke of a person of kindness, but also it gave an immediate feel that this was someone you’d rather not get on the wrong side of.

-“Sal….what are you doing here so late at night…please come in and get some warmth back in you”, she smiled. While I sat myself down, she got a clean (and thankfully dry) robe to me. –“So sis, what is that you were wondering one”, Telina smiled at me, giving me the usual feeling of being seen right through.

-“I-I’ve had this…nightmare, I was in prison, in Cyrodiil, and old man along with his guards come through my cell…I follow them, but in the end the man gets killed by assassin, and…the world end”!!!!

She looked at me for a bit, pondering. “If I’m not entirely wrong, I’d say you’ve had a premonition, the thing you saw is true, and you have to go to Cyrodiil right away, don’t worry, I have my contacts, if you remember the cell number, I can manage to get you imprisoned in the right cell”. She looked worry, like she knew just all too well what would happen, and it scared me when she looked at me like that, but the same time comforting, she knew I would do all right, if not she would have told me.

-“But about the ending of the world, that part is more true than you know, you have seen the gates of Oblivion, I have seen them as well in my dreams, if you fail, then we all fail…the daedra will invade the lands, spilling forth from the gates, but we have to keep it a secret, there is no chance in any way that people will believe us until it starts”.

So it was the gates of Oblivion I had seen, I thought that Tamriel and Oblivion was separated by extremely intricate and powerful barriers, but if Telina said that it was the gates she and I had seen, and that daedra would storm out of them, it was true. I gave her the cell number, and she sent me off into sleep. When I woke up again, I was chained to a wall, in an imperial prison, the cell, along with a letter from Telina.

Dear Salina, I’m sorry for what I did, but it had to be done, I have siphoned away your powers, so when you become released you will have to start from anew, it way seem hard right now, but it is necessary, necessary for your survival to have a fresh start. You have a long and hard time in front of you, so save your strength, you’ll need it.

From your dear sister, Telina Delvanni.

[Tellie]

Okay just a short one for now, but I'll see if I can't do something longer soon. I've spent a large amount of time trying to edit 'Telina' for spelling mistakes, and it's eating away a lot of my time. If you are interested in some of my other works, check out my profile at Fanfiction.net, there should be a link in my signature . Good night everybody.

By the time I reached Weynon Priory it had already turned dark again, so it was with exhaustion that I handed the reins to the priory caretaker. “Jauffre is inside” he told me after I questioned him, so with a nod of thanks I headed into the living areas of the priory.

Seeing that the lower level was empty I headed upstairs to see if I could find anyone and to my luck I was confronted by an elder man whom appeared to be Jauffre. “And what can I help you with my child?” he said warmly.

“Perhaps we should sit down first”, I told him as I took a seat in a chair next to a large desk. Following my example he steeped his fingers and looked upon me with an expectant face.

“The Emperor gave me this just before he died and told me to ask you to find his son”, I said seriously as I handed over the Amulet of kings.

“It-it cannot be”, he whispered as he inspected it closer. “It truly is the amulet, well at least he sent you to the right person then. He came to me in the dead of night some decades ago with an infant boy in his arms, he told me to take care of him away from prying eyes. He did not tell me off the boy’s true parentage of course but I knew that it was his son, so I followed his orders and the boy, Martin was brought up unknown to most people”, here he stopped, as he pondered heavily on something.

“You must find Martin, last I heard from him he was at the village of Kvatch, serving as a priest at the chapel there, in order to help your journey a bit you may help yourself to the contents in my chest, as well as use one of the beds here at the priory”, he told me, before rudely leaving for his private room to no doubt ponder on how he was best going to fix this lovely mess that had been created with the Emperors death, and of course seeing as I had the usual Delvanni trouble magnetism with me I was most likely going to be that ‘someone’ who had to fix that mess, little did I know how much it would change my life.

Seeing as I could help myself to the contents of the chest I was more than happy to stock up on an Akaviri katana as well as a few potions and two handy healing scrolls, in addition I took off my steel cuirass and sunk sleepily under the covers of one of the beds.

“So”, a dark creepy voice awoke me, and true enough there stood Lucien Lachance, whom had now added what looked like metal plating in the crotch area of his black robe. “Rufio lies dead by your hand, and it was a most refreshing method you used to kill him with, so now I wish to welcome you into our unique…family”, he finished with a cold smile.

“You must go to the city of Cheydinhal, there you will find an abandoned house. Enter it and go down the basement, there you will find a door which when activated will ask ‘what is the colour of night’, to which you shall answer ‘Sanguine my brother’, after you have done that you shall talk to Ocheeva whom will give you further instructions, goodbye”, and with that he was gone all of a sudden, and I shivered in a brief moment of fear, I did not like people like him, though my sister would have loved to meet him, perhaps she would even have killed him quickly but I doubted it.

So since it was still dark I snuck out silently only to discover that the black steed I had used had been taken again, figures. So instead I was forced to accept the slightly old paint horse that stood in an enclosure instead, and then I set out full speed towards Cheydinhal.

I had a small problem with a violent wolf on the way, but other than that I made the one and a half day journey to Cheydinhal effortlessly, though I passed some decrepit forts and old Ayleid ruins on the way that I marked down on my map.

Inside Cheydinhal it was a quick matter to locate the old abandoned house that stood amongst some fine respectable manors, slightly more difficult was to actually open the door with the bad quality lockpicks that I had, fortunately however my past as a professional burglar and pickpocket saved my skin and the door swung open after my third pick. Quickly I hurried inside and down to the basement where a large stone door depicted by cruel acts of murder and a leering skull bathed in red light stood before me.

‘What is the colour of night?’, a bodiless whisper asked. “Sanguine my brother”, I told it stiffly and the door swung open, relieved I stepped inside and was greeted by a female argonian in dark shrouded armour with a matching hood.

“Ah yes you are the newest member to the family. I am Ocheeva, the steward of this sanctuary and the person whom shall instruct you off its uses. At the moment you will use this entrance when you go in or out, other entrances may be given to you should you survive long enough. The door to the left in this room leads to the sanctuary training room while the right one leads to the dining room and sleeping quarters, here is your armour, and now after you feel ready I suggest you go and see Vincente Valtieri”, she said as she gave me my new armour, and with a last “Goodbye sister”, she left.

Shrugging I changed into the surprisingly tightly fitting armour, and spent a brief moment of admiration of the clever enchantments that was placed on it. As I was walking down towards a corridor on the other side of the room I stopped by to a green robed Kahjiit whose name was D’Skar. The overgrown cat was extremely rude and arrogant, but he did give me very good prices of the stuff I sold him, and I even managed to get a necklace with a constant effect of detect life with a range up to thirty feet, though it left my funds just about depleted.

With my sack now considerably lighter from both armour, weapons, spare clothing and other miscellaneous items I went in search of Vincente. Vincente (whom I discovered to be a vampire) was inhabiting his study at the inner reaches of the sanctuary when I reached him.

“Welcome dear sister, I am Vincente Valtieri, and I will be the one you report in for contracts, are you willing to take one?” he asked smoothly, and I briefly fought against a vampire attraction charm. At my nod he smiled a fanged disturbing smile. “Excellent, I don’t know how you feel about pirates, but there is a pirate ship named the Elena Marena docked at the Imperial Waterfront. She must not be allowed to leave, so you are to enter the ship and kill it’s captain Tussaud, if you manage to kill him without killing any other crew members you will receive a bonus in addition to your normal fee”, nodding my understanding I moved out of the sanctuary and started my trek towards the Imperial City, I had a pirate to deal with.