Castle Ravenmist, A Psychological Thriller Story Options

[Zalphon]

Prologue

Thirty-Three years before the Oblivion Crisis

The biting cold of Skyrim was like fire. Lord Alu'Kar punched his servant for taking so long to bring him some Flin. All the servants of Castle Ravenmist were Dunmer. Lord Alu'Kar had long, ebon hair that fell to his shoulder blades. His skin was ashen gray and his eyes were blood red. He wore black boots, black pants, a black shirt, black gloves, and a black cloak.

His consort walked up to him. She had fiery red hair, light gray skin, and crimson eyes. Alu'Kar gently kissed her lips and whispered, "Go to bed, tend Zalphon, I'll be to bed in an hour." He sat at the hearth, staring into the dancing embers and growing flame. He sipped his Flin.

He walked out and mounted his Magical Steed. He was riding to Icewind Village, to collect his investments. Suddenly he was knocked off his horse. He was stunned and laid on the ground. Walking up to him was a person in black robes, a black hood, and a black scarf. The only part of his body that could be seen was the bridge of his gray nose and his scarlet eyes. "You've lived like a lord for many years, Alu'Kar," The Dark-Clad Dunmer whispered. "You've been cruel to your servants..."

Alu'Kar was freezing in the snow. "Th-They're servants, a step above slaves," He retorted. "Now what do you want, money, power, Skooma?" His voice confident, but he stuttered due to his shivering in the freezing cold of the snow of Skyrim.

The Dunmer said with his raspy voice, "You to feel their agony." He rest his hand on the chest of Lord Alu'Kar and muttered under his breath. Alu'Kar's vision faded to blackness. He was unconscious...

[Zalphon]

Chapter Two: Escaping Drad

Alu'Kar awoke, and standing over him was the argonian. Like most argonians, he showed no emotion. "Ready to leave Drad Estate, Alu'Kar?" he whispered. "If so get up, put on your darkest colored clothing and stay right behind me. We're both here against our will, if we're caught Krall will behead us both!"

The Dunmer nodded and put on black pants, dark brown work boots, and a dark gray shirt. Quick-Strike sprinted off into the darkness. Alu'Kar following behind. Suddenly, he heard a click. Quick-Strike shoved the Dunmer out of the way, but in the process broke his left arm by a boulder flying down. "My arm, it hurts," he hissed. "Let's keep going, we can't stop."

They continued sprinting through the gargantuan underworks of Drad Estate. Finally they reached a trap-door. When he opened it, there stood Krall. The orc lumbered over them and asked, "Where do you think you're going, Scales and Pointy-Ears?"

Alu'Kar said confidently, "You're going down, we're going up." He kicked the orc in a delicate area and ran up the stairs as the orc fell down them. The sun was rising, slowly but surely. They weren't out of the woods, yet. Lord Drad walked out in a suit of glass armor.

"What are my favorite slaves doing?" he asked. "Perhaps we should put them down." He drew an ebony dagger and an ebony shortsword. With haste he rushed at Quick-Strike. Alu'Kar muttered the words of a spell he managed to remember. A flare emitted from his fingertips and scorched Drad.

"A wizard, pretty weak spell, prepare to die," Lord Drad hissed. The Argonian threw a glass throwing star which glided through the air. It cut into the back of Drad's throat. He was unconscious, but not dead.

"Dark Elf, grab the shortsword and toss me the dagger," The Argonian shouted. Alu'Kar obeyed and tossed him the weapon. They ran South, hoping it was North with no sense of direction. They saw a small port-town called, "Anvil." The perfect place for two run-a-ways and for Alu'Kar to get a boat to Skyrim so he could get back to Ravenmist Castle and slay the Usurper.

"Thanks for saving me back there," The Dunmer muttered. "It means a lot."

"You would do the same for me, besides I need to repent for a lot of crimes in my past," Quick-Strike responded. "Let's go to a Chapel and get my arm fixed." They headed towards the Chapel and a priest cast a restoration spell.

"I need to go to Skyrim, will you come with me, Quick-Strike?" Alu'Kar asked.

Quick-Strike reluctantly said, "Yes, Alu'Kar. Friends look out for each other..."