Cyrodiil Options

[Alexander]

Ok, so for the unavoidable introduction babble, as most of you know I was rather pleased with Morrowind. I thought it was far better then the dribble I wrote prior to that, and most people seemed to agree with me. After I finished Morrowind I already had an idea for a sequel, I actually wrote the very first chapter of said sequel while I was posting up parts of Morrowind. Unfortunately though, after that first chapter I kind of lost interest. I didn’t think the ideas I had back then were enough to weave an entire story together, and I was probably right.

But as these things have a habit of developing themselves, over the past months I kept thinking back to the sequel, and kept adding ideas to the pile I already had. Now it’s done. I once again enjoyed writing this, and I hope you’ll have similar fun reading it.

As I’ve explained in the past, I’m not very good at making up things like titles, Akatosh knows it took me about as long to come up with the various titles of the chapters as it did to write the entire thing, so I’ve named the story “Cyrodiil” (catchy wot? )

Before I end my babbling and get on with posting the story, I once again would like to thank Treydog for agreeing to help with my story as editor, and for fixing the many, many, many grammatical and spelling errors, and placing every comma, semicolon and whatchamacallit in the correct place. And thanks to everyone who ever read Morrowind, and commented. I really enjoy the comments.


Now, while you don’t have to have read Morrowind, I believe in order to get the most out of Cyrodiil, it would be recommended.


So, enough babbling and on to Cyrodiil.

[Alexander]

Early the next morning, Baurus found Relien as he was getting ready. He didn’t carry a staff as he had carried when posing as an old man, but instead he had a blade strapped on. “Ah, ready Baurus? I assume you’ve eaten already?”

When Baurus answered he was and he had, Relien asked him to come stand next to him. Baurus suddenly felt an odd sensation in his stomach, and saw a bright light blinding him. He closed his eyes. The feeling lasted little more then a few minutes, and then ebbed away. He slowly opened his eyes again and found himself a long way away from where he had been before. Looking up, he saw the face of the Daedric prince Azura on what had to be the largest statue of her he had ever seen.

Behind the statue though, he caught a glimpse of a creature unlike any he’d ever seen before. It was covered with thick fur and seemed to be more at home in some snow covered area then in Morrowind. Before Baurus could even shout out, one of the creatures had attacked Relien and bit him in the leg.

Apparently more annoyed then hurt, Relien shook off the creature and cast a lightning bolt at it and it’s companion who had been trying to get close to Baurus. Both of the creatures disappeared in a puff of smoke. “Have you ever seen it’s like before Baurus?

“Never, nor have I heard mention of it anywhere.”

“I thought so.” Relien seemed in thought for a moment, but apparently dismissed whatever he was considering shortly as he looked up and started moving towards the statue.

He put his hand on it and spoke; “Lady Azura, hear our plight, please come to us in our hour of need and help our cause as you’ve helped in the past. Lady Azura, your Nerevarine has need of you.”

What Baurus heard next he could only describe as a voice seemingly sounding inside him. “Nerevarine, Hortator, why has thou summoned me?”

“Lady Azura, a friend has been taken into Oblivion by Mehrunes Dagon. Can you help us get him out?”

“Nay Nerevarine, that I cannot. Martin’s transformation has closed shut the gates to Oblivion, and I may not break what he hath created.”

Baurus felt a wave of despair. Was this it then? If even a Daedric prince as powerful as Azura could not help them, who could?
“Nerevarine, beware. As we speak, evil is once again closing in on the Empire, and Morrowind with it, for will ye or nil ye, Morrowind shall be linked with the Empire in the coming crisis. Should one fall, then so shall the other.”

“What can we do to stop this, Lady Azura?” Relien asked.

“It is imperative that you find entry into Oblivion, for only there shall thy true enemy reveal itself.”

“Hear my words now. One can help you, one can grant you entry into Oblivion, but for restrictions placed even on myself, I can not name the one. Instead I say this: in years past, a great mind of your world once said; ’The only difference between Genius and Insanity, is that genius has its limits.’ Hearken to my words, but pray, do not take them too literally. This is all I can do to aid your cause. Good luck.”

Baurus looked at Relien, and Relien looked back. Both men were surprised by Azura’s warning, and puzzled by her riddle.