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A jail under
castle Vos was a place where Men and Mer that broke the Imperial law in the region, were imprisoned. Once there were six cells down there but after Master Aryon ordered his diggers to extend the jail, the results were catastrophic and instead of being extended, the jail was reduced in size.
Nobody knew why, but when workers began to dig, a major wall collapsed and sturdy roots made its way through walls, destroying three cells and revealing forgotten underground tunnels that extended under entire Castle Vos. Many diggers died and those who managed to escape the collapse, were killed by rats and Daedra that dwelled in the tunnels.
To keep the castle safe, workers and guards destroyed wooden planks, connecting the tunnels and the jail so that creatures couldn't reach them unless they
knew how to fly. Guards didn't bother to patrol the tunnels anymore and except rats nobody set foot in these stagnant and cold halls for months.
*1But now rats weren't the only residents down there. Now there was another
creature. Lurking in the shadows and feasting on rats' meat, Varus Valgus called these halls his hideout. And he was that kind of a creature that
knew how to fly.
Only one guard of importance was stationed in the jail, namely Goler Andrethi, a Dunmer witchhunter. Currently there was only one Khajiit prisoner so he didn't have much to worry about. Besides, the prisoner was safely locked in his cell so Goler could spend his time reading
The Anticipations.
Suddenly an arrow hit Goler's arm, penetrating his chitin Armor. "You n'wah!" He saw his attacker on the other end of the hall and quickly summoned an ancestral ghost to distract it. "How by Azura did this n'wah get here?"
Just in case if the ghost wouldn't be up to the task, Goler readied his bonemold bow. It turned out that he'll need it because a few seconds later, his ghost was no more and the mysterious attacker was running against Goler. He saw his pale face and since he was a witchhunter, he immediately recognized the threat.
"A vampire! You're beaten, vile creature!" But Varus attacked him with his fists, punching Goler so quickly that he didn't even have time to fire an arrow. Varus' hands were covered in blood and when Goler Andrethi fell to the ground, Varus forcefully bit his neck, sucking his warm blood out, feeling ecstatic.
"Footsteps?" As Varus heard someone approaching, he lifted his head and listened closely. Blood still dripping from his lips, he swiftly hid behind a nearby door and waited. A Telvanni Guard was approaching but he went down the other hall so he didn't see Goler's bloody corpse. There was no time for a planned attack, Varus quickly took late Goler's bonemold bow, drew it with full strength and fired an arrow straight to the guard's back, killing him instantly.
"Such a shame. So many blood lost," thought Varus, leaning over the dead guard's corpse. He took his iron arrows and two healing potions and with a satisfying, husky laughter on his bloody face, sneaked back to the cold tunnels. To his haven. To his hideout.
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*1 - the first three paragraphs refer to journal pieces that you find in Tel Vos Dungeon.
This post has been edited by Lopov: Apr 26 2014, 08:40 AM