The Shadow of Nerevar-Chapter 2 Options

[Ryden294]

I have been thinking of a way to add a nice twist to the story, something to catch the readers by surprise and make them want to read more. I may have it here. Read part one of chapter two and tell me what you think. Enjoy


CHAPTER 2



"Stop bleeding on my floor!"

Odyssius was screaming at the man he had just hit in the face with a bottle of flin. They were in his shack just outside ebonheart and had been discussing the price on an adamantium helm when the seller went too high and angered Odyssius.

"Get up you old fool, out of my house!"

"You will buy the helm!" screamed the old man, holding up a fancy silver plated dagger.

"Put that silver plated sissy scraper away before you hurt yourself. I will not have you spilling more blood on my floor waving a butter knife around."

"Buy the helm or i'll kill you!"

"Ignorant old man, do you wish to die?"

"Do you arrogant child?"

Odyssius sighed and picked up an iron broadsword which was laying on the table to his right.

The man lunged for Odyssius, who dodged to the left and countered with a swing of the iron sword. The blow hit the old man in the back with almost enough force to cut him in half. He fell to the floor, dead before he hit it.

Odyssius turned and grabbed the adamantium helm off the table. He then walked over to his dresser which had the rest of his adamantium armour in it. He took it all out and strapped it on. He then turned to a small chest, opened it, and pulled out a belt with a pouch on it, a restore and health restore fatigue potion, a bottle of flin, a divine intervention scroll, a messenger scroll, his lucky iron dagger, and some crab meat. He then reached under his bed and pulled out his pride and joy. A sword he had gotten off the dead body of a crazy orc outside suran. Umbra Sword.

He then turned and pulled a note off the table. It read:

Odyssius

I have a favour to ask of you. One of my dear friends, Seth, has gone missing. He went into the sewers to seek protection for me and hasn't returned after two weeks. I fear the worst. I have done for you what no one else could do, please return the favour. I ask you to go into the sewers and into the old manor distict to search for Seth. Come to me first.

King Hlaalu Helseth


Odyssius folded the note and put it into his pouch. He then sheathed umbra on his side and opened the door to the outside world. He turned back around and picked up the old man, flung him over his shoulder, and walked out, on his way to the coast to dispose of the body.

Odyssius arrived at the beach and threw the body of the old man into the water. He watched for a moment as it drifted deeper into the sea before turning and walking the short distance to ebonheart.

When he arrived at ebonheart, odyssius went up into the battlements and into the grand council chambers where he spoke with asciene rane and asked for transport to mournhold.

When Odyssius came to his senses he went up the stairs of the reception area of the royal palace and into the throne room where Helseth was talking with delitian, captain of his royal guard.

"We cannot send a drunk into the sewers in search of your friend." said delitian

"Why not?" asked Helseth

"Because he will get himself killed and we will accomplish nothing."

"What do you care if he dies or not? It is worth a try and Odyssius is more than a drunk."

"Yes, he is a smart a**."

"Do not insult me with profanity. He is going to search for Seth and you are not going to stop him. He is a great warrior and a great man. Even if he does enjoy a few bottles of flin here and there."

Delitian didn't say anything more. He just backed away and stood stiffly.

"Odyssius, I didn't see you. Welcome."

"Hello, Helseth."

Odyssius heard delitian mutter something about addressing the king more formally but he didn't pay attention.

"I suppose you recieved my letter?"

"Yes. I will search for this man, only because I owe you."

"Alright. As I said in the note, he should be in the manor discrict of the sewers as he was meeting the night mother of the Dark Brotherhood to ask for some men to guard me."

"Spare me the details. I just want to get this over with. I will return soon."

With that, Odyssius turned and exited the throne room.


It was rather short. My posts seem to be getting shorter and shorter. Expect the next part to be very long, another sewer adventure. I am aware that I spelled Odyssius wrong, but I did it to make the name different. I hope you enjoyed part one of chapter two.

[Ryden294]

Seth waited in the courtyard for Helseth who arrived carrying large packs and bags.

"What is all this?" he asked

"I need my books for study, my papers for writing, my--" he was cut off.

"You need a weapon for killing and a potion for healing. Armor would be a good idea as well. Your life is on the line, here. I'll not let you die."

"Very well."

The kind returned 5 minutes later in a black set of royal guard armor with an enchanted katana sheathed at his side.

"Follow me." said Seth

The pair went into the reception area and found an argonian mage who could teleport them to the mainland. Apparently he didn't recognize the king so after bit of fowl language and a few threats they were standing in the grand council chambers in Ebonhart. They quickly went to the docks and took a boat to Vivec where they went to the silt strider and jumped towns until they were in Khuul where they would stay for the night. Seth led Helseth to a small cottage just outside the village.

"Stay here, I'll have someone come over to stand guard very shortly. I have to go take care of some business before we can get to Solsthiem."

"Alright, you don't happen to have any food here do you?" asked Helseth

"Ask him..." said Seth pointing to a dark corner on the other side of the room. Helseth looked over there to see the head of a nordic male sitting on a chair. "I figured I'd leave him to watch over you."

"Ugh!" said Helseth, gagging. Seth laughed. He did have a sense of humor, no matter how twisted it was.

There was a knock on the door. Helseth reached for his sword but Seth waved, signalling for him not to. He silently walked up to the door and drew Keening. He held the mighty dagger behind his back as he cracked the door.

"Oh, hello Polides. Come in." said Seth as he sheathed Keening once more. In walked a handsome young Imperial clad in imperial steel armor. Strapped to his side was an imperial broadsword and in his left hand he held an imperial sheild.

"Fine evening, is it not?" he asked

"I really don't pay much attention. It's either rainy or clear." replied Seth as he made for the door. "I'll see you two later."

He stepped out into the night. The sky was clear and the moons shown brightly, bathing the country side in an eery grey light. Seth looked around for a moment before setting off toward the silt strider. He arrived to find the driver dead, her throat slit. Seth simply turned and headed in he other direction, back toward the town.

Once he had made it back to town he made his way to a cottage on the docks and walked in. He went over to a crate beside the bed and reached in, withdrawing a scroll, which he quickly put into the pouch on his side before heading back to the shack.

As he neared the shack, Seth hear something. A mere rustling in the bushes but it was enough to attract his attention. He drew a throwing star from a pouch behind his back and threw it into the bushes. Apparently it hit it's mark as a gasp escaped the bush. Seth walked up and found a dunmer assassin clad in netch leather lying behind the bushes with the star stuck slanted in his throat. Seth reached down and searched the corpse finding nothing but an honorable writ of execution and a few drakes. He then left the body to rot as he headed once more for the shack. He was again interupted.

"AHHH!" came the cry of a very inexperienced assassin. Seth turned to see a dunmer dressed in black clothing running at him with a rusted iron shortsword. He sidestepped, drawing Keening at the same time and, as the attacker turned, threw the blade at him. It hit it's mark, digging into the forehead of this foolish dunmer. Once again Seth checked the body to find nothing but a few drakes and a writ. This was getting to be a bit on the boring side.