Sanity Options

[Zelda_Zealot]

First things first... Hi.
Now that that is over with, onto the story!

Oh yeah this has blood you dont read if you dont like.

“Sanity is but a figment of your imagination”

I was once a great hero. Known throughout Vvardenfell as the Nerevarine, I defeated Dagoth Ur and brought peace to Morrowind.
I traveled to Solstheim and defeated the Hunter and his wolves, thus stopping my own progression into madness due to Lycanthropy. I even destroyed the false-god Almalexia. Though I survived all that, there is only one thing I could not stop, my own insanity.

I do not know why I write this, maybe it is because I want the world to know that I am not a monster, perhaps it helps keep me sane.
I began to write these records after the first week of the infection, I wrote them during the day as I, unfortunately, have insomnia. An odd side effect of porphyric hemophilia that I suspect the gods had a hand in.

I leave these in the possession of my closest friend. I hope that he does what he feels necessary.

Well you like? I have more but I wont put it up untill it is finished(The chapter I mean, not the whole thing.).

P.S. This is my first FF so go easy on me.

[Zelda_Zealot]

Wow... I don't think I posted the last chapter here... Well here it is. Kinda late though...

“Sanity is as much a curse as madness”

Magical Clash

I went to the Sheogorad region to bring peace, only to find slaughter.

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I headed towards the Sheogorad region; I would find the Aundae clan and cleanse them. Perhaps of vampirism, perhaps of life. It was their decision, and I hoped they made the right one. As I went there I thought about my own sanity, was it a curse or a blessing? Should I have killed the Quarra clan leader? No, I was supposed to leave her there. But maybe my insanity would be of some help to me. I should not think such things, they are dangerous. Sanity is a blessing to me; I could not do without it.

I arrived out side the Aundae clan base and got my self ready, I would be in for a tough fight.

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I opened the door, and walked down the hallway in front of me. It turned two ways, just like a choice I would have to make soon. I made my choice and started down the left passage. I will not describe all of the events that took place in that place, as only one mattered. I went into that hell hole, killing anything that challenged me without remorse. I did not want to, but I had no choice, it was me or them.

After wandering down more passages then I would ever want to in a life time I came across the clan Aundae leader, an Altmer, standing on a platform above a small group of “Cattle”. He stood there with the largest amount of defiance I have ever seen for one who knew what would happen to him. The Altmer would not go down standing there, he would fight to the death if need be, but with magic, not blades. Half heartedly I pulled the Umbra off my back, and got ready for a fight.

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I leapt to the side and went behind the corner, if he can’t see me he can’t hurt me was the thinking behind my move. Alas I was wrong; the mage cast a spell that sent a chilling ball of ice past me exploding, into shards as much as two feet long in every direction. Gasping in pain from the chunk of ice stuck in my chest, I jumped over the fence to my right, and went under the platform the Altmer stood on.

I considered my options, I could simply jump up there and attack him, or I could call out the reason I was here. Both sounded good, but I doubt the mage would just give up, so I grabbed the icicle is my chest and gave it a hearty tug, pulling it right out. Dropping the chunk of ice I came up with a slight plan of sorts.

Running out from under the platform I leapt up towards the mage, surprising him in the process. I swung the Umbra in an attempt to finish this quick, yet the mage had conjured a glowing shield in the time it took me to twitch. The blade bounced harmlessly off the mystical orb of energy like a stone off a Dragon. Swearing I jumped strait up into the air and brought the Umbra down with enough force to crack a house in two. The Altmer had not been able to move in time and took the blow’s full strength with the shield. A second later the whole orb of magicka shattered into a thousand pieces.

The Altmer jumped back before I could do anything and got another spell out, fire this time. I quickly rolled out of the way of the fiery ball but was still licked by the flames, but that was all which was needed to set my arm ablaze. Dropping off the platform I rolled though the entire flickering shadow cast by the stone platform above me before the fire went out. I pulled out a small vial containing a restorative I had mixed long before hand, and downed it quickly.

Feeling my wounds healing I sneaked out the opposite side I fell down from, and quietly leapt up onto the stones holding the Altmer mage. Slipping silently forward I reached my arm out and grabbed the mage by his collar, lifting my blade to his neck I looked at him, sending along a message with a mere look. The mage simply stood there, unafraid and unaffected by the fact that a slight twitch could sever his head. He stared into my eyes with the smallest hint of arrogance twinkling in his. Never would this man admit defeat. I had no choice; I walked out of that room with one more life on my shoulders.

I now have one more place to stop before heading towards Vivic, Molag Amur, and base of the Berne clan.

I know kinda short, and just a little bit late... well more life a month late. Well anyway, I have the next and last chapter ready to post tomorrow, just reply and and it is yours . After all, I don't want the Admins and stuff getting mad at me for having a one sided conversation on the forums, thats for when no ones around .