With Fate Uncertain And Bloodstained Hands, Memoirs of Felisa Serhas. Chapter One: Beginning of the end Options

[saqin]

In this thread you will find the first two chapters in the history about the assassin Felisa Serhas, the khajiit scout Sa'Quira and Gasheera, who remembers nothing of his former life. This history tels the tale about how Gasheera came to be one of the greatest heroes of Cyrodiil, and how the trio went about to make it happen. Because when the jaws of Oblivion open, noone ever thinks the thought that the one that's saving them is lying.

Chapter One: Beginning of the End



My head ached as I arose from the hard stone floor. I waited for the dizzines to disapear as I looked around in the room. Just then I noticed it wasn't a room, and the events of the last few days came rushing back at me.

I sank down towards the wall and managed to close my eyes. The stench picking at my nose, and thoughts whirling all around my head. It was indeed cold in the cell, and the only things I'd have any use of in here was a stool, a small table, a bucket and a bedroll. I would have thought they could at least give me some water. For the soreness of my throat was increasing.

A while later a noice from another cell made me open my eyes. Sighing at the thought of how long I'd have to be here, I looked out through the steel bars of the cell and saw another dunmer in the one across.

He had a few wrinkles and his hair was grey. At the moment he was leaning against the bars of the cell door, his red eyes staring almost hysterically, at me. But soon his eyes went back to normal, as if he'd just finished evaluating me. He looked strong, but it was noticeable that he had spent much time in the cell.

"Well that's somethin' ya' don't see every day. What a pretty face." He finished his sentence with a smile, and I returned it carefully. Not yet sure of what to think. I then got up and put my hands on the cell door, looking at him.

"Ya' know, one of those guards owe me a favor, I could maybee get us put in the same cell." He said, still smiling." Ya' know, it gets pretty cold down here during the nights." I rolled my eyes, looking up in the roof before turning my eyes on him again.

"That's all you can think about? Getting someone to spend the night with?" Now I sat down on the floor, feeling how much my strength had been drained during the last hours. Though how many it had been since I fell asleep, I did not know.

"Hmph, you'll find it gets pretty lonely down here. Trust me, in a few months, you'll be asking me." He answered and chuckled. I sighed and tilted my head backwards again.



"Could you maybe tell me what time it is? You see, I don't have a window in my cell." I looked up and saw him watching me. Nodding slightly I arose from the floor and moved the stool to stand beneath the small window. Then I got up on it and looked out.

The sun shone clearly, almost enlightening the trees, and lake Rumare. It was a fine day, and had I been out there, I would probably have taken a swim in the lake. But, as I remembered myself over and over again, I wasn't.

"The sun is high in the sky, so I would say around twelve." When I'd told him I put the chair back and laid down on the bedroll. I was way to pained by the thought of the sun being on the other side of the wall, so I couldn't really stand the sight of it.

"What's your name?" He asked, and it took me by suprise. I hadn't thought he was still looking at me. But I sat up and looked at him across the cell.

"Felisa. Felisa Serhas. That is my name." He nodded and it took a while for me before I continued. "What is yours?"

"My name? It is Valen Dreth."

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A short beginning, I know. But I do not have time to write more today.

This post has been edited by saqin: Apr 21 2011, 11:30 AM

[saqin]

Well, here there is more! I didn't have acess to a spelling corrector for english when I wrote the majority of this part, so I'm hoping that you can excuse it if there is any faults in the spelling. Great to see that people doesn't stop reading because of my long pauses between posting.
And yeah, the chapter will soon be coming to an end. Should I post a new thread or continue in this one? Probably begin with a new one I think...

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It was inevitable, the ground rushing up to meet me. All I could do, was to reach my arms out for a branch of the big tree that I’d seen from the wall. I managed to get hold of one, but barely for a moment as the force pushing me against the ground forced me to go on. The branches of the tree slowed my fall, but by the time I fell to the ground with a loud thud, there was a deep wound on my leg, and several smaller ones all over my body.

Having temporarily bandaged my leg I half walked, half crawled down the slope. They’d be outside the walls in a minute, searching for me. Just reaching some bushes, I felt my leg give in, and with a grunt I pulled myself into their protection. While touching the wound on my leg with my mind, and as fast as I could healing it, I listened for footsteps.

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Several hours later, I rose from the ground. My healing abilities had never been anything to speak of. At my best, I’d been as good as anyone that had just started studying magic, and so, I felt exhausted. Still, I couldn’t stay in the vicinity of the city, and so I began my journey north.

I slept for the night in an old fort ruin on a dirty bedroll that I found at the place. I had no food, and when I woke up again my mouth was parched. My leg was also aching terribly. But none the less, I left the ruin as soon as I’d got all of my things.

One light came during my walk however, because not long from the ruin, I heard the smatter of hooves against the road. And soon the black mare stood before me. I did not wonder why she had a saddle and reins, I knew all to well about what the dark brotherhood could do. I stroke her face and whispered sothing words in her ears. I were overjoyed. It had gone ten months, and still she remembered me! But then again, it truly was an extraordinary horse that Lachance had given me.

Not wanting to be delayed any more, I mounted Shadowmere. She neighed before setting of at the light squeze of my legs, and I leaned in over her neck, for a while forgetting the troubles of the last few days. She carried me steadily and quickly up to Bruma, and then turned right onto the path she knew so well, and the home that had been mine for years.

Getting of Shadowmere I felt a little wobbly standing, so I leaned against her. After standing so for a while, Shadowmere pushed at my shoulder. Laughing slightly, I stroke her forehead and then took of the saddle and briddle.

“Do as you wish girl, I’m going inside for now.” I said to her, and she walked of to find some grass amongst the snow. Myself, I turned to the cave and entered. Finding the cave uninhabited, I turned a lever and watched as one of the walls moved out of my way. The room that showed itself to me contained an old fireplace, a few chests, and a bedroll. I walked through it to a door that had been slightly hidden and entered my small armory. Sighing, I took an steel bow down from the wall, grabbed a quiver with arrows, an elven dagger and a steel longsword. From a chest I took my Dark Brotherhood rainment and donned it, then strapping the weapons to it. In another chest I got a couple of rings, the black band and a normal gold ring. I also grabbed a few lockpicks and a map before I prepared my meal. I’d hunted a deer on my way to the cave, and gotten some water in a sack. Now I prepared the venison and ate.

And so the days went. I trained my skills, and rode on Shadowmere’s back for two weeks before I felt ready to return to the prison. By that time I’d also recovered most of my strength. Not to say that I’ve ever been very strong, because let’s face it, I’m an assassin. And assassin’s are stealthy, stabb in the back kind of fighters.

The sun shone brightly when I departed after having dressed in a dark green robe and gotten some food. I had enough supplies to manage for a few days, and if everything was well, I’d be able to travel the country unnotised as long as I kept my face hidden.

I met many Imperial soldiers on my way, but none of them bothered me. Either they had stopped looking, or they kept their distance because of the tormented determination that I radiated. Myself, I think it was both.

Though I rode as slow as possible, it still did not take long for me to reach the Imperial city, and find the entrance to the sewers through which I had departed but a week ago. It was quite obviously locked, and I took out the key that Lachance had given me.

Walking down the sewers, while dispatching of the occasional rat and crab, I considered what I should do. I could not asimply kill Valen, and neither would I be able to let the guards live. My hate for the Imperials had grown to much during the last two weeks. Though I’d never really liked them before, the hate I felt now had never been present either. It had always just been business to me. As for Valen, I loved him, and for that I felt guilty. I would show him the starcovered sky once more. Maybe we could even swim together in the Rumare. Smiling slightly at my childish dreams, I climbed up a ladder. And crouching in the little room that I now where in, I heard the voices of two imperials. Imperial guards...