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ShraX
post Jul 5 2005, 01:39 PM
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I posted this on the official TES forums, and although it's not finished, I'll continue updating both here and there.

If you haven't read the other two stories I've written, one of them is in the Fan Fiction section of this site, and you can PM me for the other. There really is not much needed to know when reading this one, except who the already well-known characters such as Gaenor and Almalexia are.

Enjoy--

The Nerevarine lay a lifeless corpse upon the Mournhold Temple steps. His blood trickled out of the slashed openings in his neck, limbs and torso, and down each stair, leaving its stains as it went before collecting into a shapeless pool on the tiled courtyard floor. The High Ordinators were still, their armored masks hiding the looks of terror on their faces as they stared at their defeated savior. The Temple doors were now wide open, and Almalexia hovered at the entrance. Her Hands were nowhere in sight.

"My champion," she said softly in disbelief, her golden face emotionless. "Who is responsible for this?" She spoke quietly but the entire city heard her. A Hand emerged from the darkness of the Temple and removed his helmet., engraved with the Daedric runes for S and V. "Our guards watched the battle," he explained in his low, rumbling voice. "They dared not aid your Nerevar for fear of death by his murderer - the Bosmer, Gaenor." The Demigoddess floated down the stairs, over the the corpse of the Nerevarine and turned back to the Temple. "Salas, this wood elf has gotten his revenge, but Terenius' life is nowhere close to Nerevar's in worth. Remain here and clean this mess. I will find young Gaenor and speak with him." Her Hand bowed and ordered the two Ordinators, still in a stupor, to dispose of the Nerevarine's body, as well as those of the four slain Hands within the Temple. Almalexia's wrath was unbridalled, and vengeance consumed her. Her fury at the news of Nerevar's death manifested physically, killing all but her favored Hand, Salas Volar, in an explosion of goldy flames.

She flew from her place in the Temple courtyard high above the city and into the clouds which concealed the late afternoon sun's light. The moons were now more than halfway over the mountainous horizon and brought their stars with them. With a gesture of her wrist the dense clouds parted in two and the light of the lowering sun lit the city aglow. She closed her eyes and began searching for her prey. However, this was unnecessary. Almalexia expected this mortal to flee into hiding from her might, but he welcomed it. He was sitting on a bench in the Bazaar, doodling shapes in the dirt with his sword.

His armor was sundered, dented and sliced through. One pauldron was missing as well as both gauntlets and parts of his greaves. It wasn't clear to tell from his ebony armor, but he was covered in blood from head to toe. He leaned his blade on the bench and removed his helmet, then placed it over the hilt. It was hot and sweat was dripping from his forehead to his beard. He put both hands to his face and wiped it, and ran his fingers through his stiff hair. He sighed heavily and closed his eyes, waiting with open arms for death's embrace.

Almalexia dove towards him like a starving hawk upon a field mouse, disintegrating the clouds with the aura of flame around her. This mortal wood elf defeated her martyr in combat and had the audacity to sit on a park bench in plain sight! Masser and Secunda were rising in unnatural quickness and the sun was already out of sight. The furious demigoddess did not realize in her blind rage, but Gaenor tore away from his hands and looked up past her to see it: both moons took position directly above him, Secunda in front. As they slowed to a stop everything around him turned pitch black, aside from the raging Almalexia, now halted in mid-air, as well as both moons.

The elf slowly stood and faced his enemy in partial confusion. After his ordeal he truly cared not what his fate was. 'An eye for an eye,' was his logic. 'She took Terenius and I take the Nerevarine.. but this is very strange. perhaps this witch's debt is still not repaid.' He walked past her toward the moons, which were glowing and pulsating with light, as if to communicate.

"Much has happened this day. We must speak."
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ShraX
post Jul 26 2005, 09:02 PM
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Gaenor gazed into his eyes with a blank glare, as if looking into Nels' mind, anticipating his every move. His stare never left the Dunmer's face as they clashed weapons, ash sparking between them which rained onto the grass which caught them and were set aflame. With each cleave of the axe came a parry and lunge of the Blade. They were both experienced in battle, and the infantrymen marvelled at their skill. The commander watched in impatient anticipation, sweat dripping from under his helmet. The Bosmer felt no reason to continue their fight for longer than needed, and remembered his fight in the Ascadian Isles with this same thief. He was so weak then compared to what he'd become, and he leaped back.

"Erek dian tor grodek, Gaenor. You can't escape it. You are familiar with prophecies! They are not for the good of heart alone! Dark Prophecies exist in this world, ones you will not know for thousands of years!" Nels was still in an attack stance, his axe held strongly before him, while the wood elf stood some yards away with his sword lowered. He closed his eyes slowly and slipped into unconsciousness as Jkoryl had forced him to do in Skyrim. "What in Oblivion is he doing now?!" said aloud to his troops. The insane Dunmer turned to them with a wicked smile. "He heeds my words. The Elder Scrolls record not the future of my Lord. Ignorance veils you." He quickly faced forward to his opponent who, to his surprise, was now completely engulfed in flames. "What is the meaning of this? You use my Blade as if it was your own!" The commander gasped at this and immediately ordered his troops back into the fort. "This is not our fight, men. Retreat!"

The fire surrounding Gaenor roared upwards and enveloped him completely, leaving only a black outline of his form. He opened his eyes, which were pitch black in his silhouette, and raised his sword pointing at Nels. "Silence." he said softly, and the flames exploded in a larger pillar around him. The Dunmer began laughing uncontrollably and threw down his weapon. "Simply amazing.. quite a fight you must have been in to learn the power of that Blade. I commend you, for even its creator could not..." He was cut off by the Bosmer, in no mood for more speeches. "Perhaps we don't speak the same tongue." The fire from the grass blew with the wind and encircled his sword in a cyclone. "The word was silence. Learn it now." His anger over people like Nels, taking it upon themselves to bring fear and destruction to the innocents of Tamriel, launched the flames from his Blade directly through his foe, fading into the air past his spine, and bursting apart his chest with a loud, crackling splatter.

He collapsed limp to his knees, still with a smile on his face, until it was hidden as it fell on the burnt grass. The torrent of flames around Gaenor ceased at once upon sheathing the Blade, and he walked back toward the town unsinged. The guardsmen were now watching from the fortification windows in the Keep, in awe of what the elf had just exhibited to them. The citizens had been ordered inside their homes, but they heard everything through the thin plastered walls. The commander was the only one on the street, at the end of the cobblestone-paved road leading to the entrance of the Imperial establishment. He stood with his arms crossed, still sweating with nervousness mixed with overcome relief at the effortless neutralization of the threat faced by his military charge, the town of Eredjan. Gaenor walked with his head held low and checking for wounds or blood on his clothes. He stopped at the commander who saluted him and turned about-face, then marched with his men behind him inside, not saying a word.

A young man stepped out of his shop and looked from behind his door toward the corpse of Nels Llendo, then to the Bosmer heading to the inn. "CHEERS TO THE HERO!!" he shouted at the top of his lungs, and the rest of the townsfolk poured out from their homes in celebration. They surrounded the elf and laughed, cheered and patted him on his head and back. "No thanks are necessary." he said, but no one heard him over the noise. He closed his eyes and spoke again. "Leave me be." A small aura of fire materialized around him in an instant and pushed the crowd back, causing some to topple to the ground. "No thanks are necessary." he said again in the silence, and closed the door to the inn behind him.

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"Aye, a lad by that name came in here not a week ago. Rather short fellow, with a real tall friend. Left in a bit of a hurry, though.. said somethin' 'bout fire 'n lice, or somethin'. Hope that was some help to ye!" A smile appeared on Knight Henar's charred, rotten face. "Excellent news!" he laughed, "I seem to be right on schedule. I thank you, good Nord." He bowed and turned to the exit. Outside was invisible with the fierce snowstorm, but the undead distinguish not between climates. He climbed atop his skeletal steed and it galloped off into the harsh Skyrim wilderness, picking up the scent of the Bosmer as they went. "We shall meet sooner than you know, Gaenor. I do hope you hath kept my Blade in satisfactory condition."

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ShraX   Gaenor: Reloaded   Jul 5 2005, 01:39 PM
ShraX   Gaenor was hardly surprised. "Talking moons, eh?" ...   Jul 5 2005, 02:40 PM
ShraX   The Legend of Knight Henar [i]as told by Thelan, ...   Jul 5 2005, 02:41 PM
ShraX   I understand that most forum-goers have not read m...   Jul 5 2005, 02:45 PM
minque   Ahhh great to see the story of Gaenor here as well...   Jul 5 2005, 03:04 PM
Dantrag   Cool. I was disappointed when trials of the mad go...   Jul 5 2005, 03:19 PM
ShraX   Despite his seriousness, his plan was simple, real...   Jul 5 2005, 08:50 PM
ShraX   This is the last entry which was already written. ...   Jul 5 2005, 11:59 PM
ShraX   Gaenor held his sword with both palms forward at b...   Jul 6 2005, 10:01 PM
treydog   Cool! More Gaenor. I enjoyed the previous one ver...   Jul 7 2005, 12:40 AM
ShraX   Several hours passed and Gaenor rested well. Excep...   Jul 9 2005, 01:29 AM
gamer10   Nice, In fact you get a well deserved Jonajosa...   Jul 9 2005, 02:47 AM
ShraX   They both entered through the wooden doorway, firs...   Jul 10 2005, 01:49 PM
ShraX   He tore open the paper wrapping to find a large, h...   Jul 12 2005, 11:15 PM
ShraX   Gaenor had been slashed along his back, from rib t...   Jul 15 2005, 12:23 AM
ShraX   The flames of the Blade ceased as Gaenor sheathed ...   Jul 17 2005, 10:26 PM
ShraX   Gaenor awoke hours later at the spot he collapsed ...   Jul 19 2005, 04:07 PM
ShraX   By morning of the next day Mournhold was completel...   Jul 23 2005, 02:25 PM
ShraX   The citizens of Eredjan were in mixed feelings abo...   Jul 29 2005, 12:58 PM
ShraX   Sorry I've been a bit slow with updates.. ther...   Aug 2 2005, 04:35 AM
ShraX   "I don't know what makes you believe I ne...   Aug 5 2005, 02:30 AM
ShraX   One guard who came with the General was standing a...   Aug 7 2005, 03:39 PM
ShraX   Naztheril was scaling the plateau on which the cit...   Aug 11 2005, 02:25 PM
ShraX   Gaenor had nearly fainted from blood loss by the t...   Aug 15 2005, 09:13 PM
minque   H-h-holy crap.......soo many additions here.....ve...   Aug 16 2005, 06:57 PM
treydog   This is beyond epic fiction- your vision of the st...   Aug 18 2005, 02:22 PM
ShraX   :D -------------------- Gaenor's will gre...   Aug 19 2005, 02:52 PM
treydog   Excellent update. The plot thickens as Iranon and...   Aug 22 2005, 02:55 PM
ShraX   By morning of the next day they'd reached the ...   Aug 23 2005, 01:33 PM
treydog   Woo-Hoo! Great writing here. Again, the imag...   Aug 23 2005, 05:46 PM
ShraX   *shamelessly continues his story after an unexplai...   Mar 15 2006, 08:48 PM
treydog   :ninja: :bigsmile: ShraX is back! And still ...   Mar 15 2006, 11:19 PM
ShraX   "In your what?" "Face. In the face...   Mar 16 2006, 07:52 PM
minque   Woah!! Gaenor is back!!! great...   Mar 17 2006, 09:04 PM
Dantrag   What? There's a Gaenor reloaded? :O I have...   Mar 18 2006, 12:59 AM
jack cloudy   Whoo, this is nice. Makes me wish I had Tribunal, ...   Mar 18 2006, 08:51 PM
ShraX   Two days passed since Gaenor and Naztheril made th...   Mar 18 2006, 11:53 PM
ShraX   The star-filled sky choked on the burning smoke ri...   Mar 21 2006, 09:51 PM
treydog   Still going strong. I really enjoy your work here...   Mar 21 2006, 11:19 PM
ShraX   My sorry attempt at Khajiiti :-/o --------------...   Mar 24 2006, 06:26 PM
ShraX   "What language is this?" asked the elf f...   Mar 26 2006, 05:03 PM
ShraX   The Origin of Iranon as told by an anonymous lorek...   Mar 28 2006, 08:14 PM
jack cloudy   Nice bit of history, you've got there. I like ...   Mar 28 2006, 08:50 PM
minque   Ahhh enjoyable reading.....as always... Very good...   Mar 29 2006, 08:24 PM
ShraX   It was Garonar's voice which transformed Irano...   Apr 2 2006, 04:21 PM
treydog   Glad to see more additions to this engaging story....   Apr 3 2006, 02:59 PM
minque   Agree with treydog here.....itīs fascinating, an...   Apr 3 2006, 09:11 PM
ShraX   Gaenor knew he would be killed if he opened his mo...   Apr 4 2006, 06:27 PM
jack cloudy   He he. This is wonderfull. That Khajitt is so goin...   Apr 4 2006, 07:57 PM
ShraX   Iranon was raised as a warrior of Argonia. From ch...   Apr 9 2006, 02:44 AM
ShraX   The shocked Khajiit shuffled backwards and made wa...   Apr 11 2006, 06:44 PM
ShraX   It was in Naztheril's god-given nature to foll...   Apr 16 2006, 06:45 PM
ShraX   Sometimes, shorter entries are appropriate :D ...   Apr 23 2006, 01:54 AM
minque   Very nice and interesting as usual....really good ...   Apr 23 2006, 02:35 PM
treydog   More fine work from ShraX! Still an epic stor...   Apr 25 2006, 04:51 PM
ShraX   The skeletal warrior burst straight through the ba...   Apr 28 2006, 07:40 PM
ShraX   The Prince brought with him approximately 200 sold...   Apr 29 2006, 10:45 PM
minque   Oh aye...impressive as always....itīs amazing how ...   Apr 29 2006, 11:10 PM
Taillus   Like Minque said. Quite impressive as always. Now ...   Apr 30 2006, 04:11 PM
jack cloudy   He's totally nuts. :wacko: Nice updates. I c...   Apr 30 2006, 08:58 PM
mplantinga   I've been following this story for a long time...   May 1 2006, 06:47 PM
ShraX   It was night and the week-long smoldering left the...   May 3 2006, 02:13 AM
ShraX   Scaling the wide stump was more difficult for the ...   May 3 2006, 05:47 PM
ShraX   "And there it is.. I've not seen it in qu...   May 4 2006, 09:53 PM
ShraX   Iranon's corpse turned loose and broke apart w...   May 5 2006, 05:44 AM
mplantinga   I will admit to mixed feelings at the end of this ...   May 8 2006, 08:34 PM
treydog   What a magnificent ending to a magnificent story. ...   May 8 2006, 11:22 PM
minque   Me too will express my gratitude to having had the...   May 9 2006, 07:02 PM
Kiln   Great end to it mate, I too have followed this for...   May 9 2006, 07:25 PM


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