The Tale of Telina Delvanni. Chapter 3., Furtherr involving with the temple. Options

[Tellie]

Chapter 2. Of mad wizards duty and faith.



The Tale of Telina Delvanni. Chapter 3. In the footsteps of Vehk.

Ok, so the new chapter is up, and this will be a chapter which will have MANY artistic liberties from my part, enjoy it.


I felt rather dodgy when I woke up the next morning, I had fallen asleep with my face in a book, and I was nearly frustrated by the way my hair had been lately, so I decided to follow Serene’s suggestion to visit Milie Hastien in Balmora, so I took up my brown walking stick, and translocated to Balmora.
Milie’s shop wasn’t to difficult to find, and I was overjoyed when I saw the full closets and shelves with exquisite clothing.

-“Hmm…ok, I’ll have one of those, a little of those, two of these and a lot more”…I quickly realised what I was doing…I was a woman…a woman on a shopping spree. Something I had not done in a long time, so I enjoyed my self to the limit of breakdown of happiness…although the fact that my pouch was quite weightless now than it had been when I came in here, took away some of the delight, but no matter. Fixing my hair was a simple matter, I had previously had my hair in a long ponytail, that was gone now, and my hair was shortened so it reached just a little below my shoulders.

I said that one of my employees would return later to pick up my new clothes, and would give her the password sadalab, in order to get the clothes.

Meanwhile, I somehow felt that I had to get down to Caius…I don’t know what in the names of the tribunes made me feel that, but I did it anyway. I knocked on the door, trying to be polite…

-“Shhh…ennntrr, shhheeeee doohor isssh open”, he stubbed forth. Oh great, what drunk again…I was getting tired of dumping him in the river, but a splash and a quick run up to his house again, got him into remarkable health.

-“Wha…wha you did that for, huh”?, he screamed.

-“Because when I wish to talk to you, I’d rather do that when you are sober…understand me”?. I grabbed up the skooma bottles, the skooma pipe and the moon sugar bags, and threw them into the fireplace.

-“NOOO….MY MOON SUGAR…NOOOOOOO”, he threw himself at the floor, sobbing hysterically, at my feet.

-“Oh come on…it’s not that big a loss, you need to quit with that before you get killed…remember I saved you once, but since I don’t live here I cant watch over you all the time ok”.

HE looked up at me, thinking at what I had told him…the tears was still flowing but he seemed to have established a grip on himself.

-“You know what, you’re absolutely right, now I do have some orders for you…would you be willing to do them straight away”?, Without even waiting for the answer, he continued. “I want some notes from a man called Hasbat Antabolis, but you will have to do a little favour for him first…probably a dirty one I think”.

I mumbled something as “sure”, and walked back out…I had heard of this Hasbat, and knew that he was a member of the fighters guild here in town. True enough, I found him at the bottom of the guildhall, and I had only managed to utter the word Caius, before he started to ramble out of a dwemer puzzle box that he wanted, and that also was to be found in the ruin of Arkhngthand, just outside the imperial fort.

OK, so now I had to pass right by a fort that was probably a bit angry on me still….great. I took the difficult way, and wandered over the hill,, right behind Caius’s house, and not so long after I found the big dwemer bridge that led to the ruin, I was just walking normally over the bridge, when a man on the other side, obviously a battle mage, summoned forth a skeleton, as a warning to me.

I walked closer to him, with my hands in the air, intent on speaking to the man…or let’s say tease him a bit. I stood about ten/eleven paces away from him, when I lowered my arms, and smiled before I opened my mouth.

-“So...interesting, you’re a summoner…me to”, then I spoke the syllables of my summon storm atronach, and again the spell caused three instead of one to be summoned…I did not think something was right…but no time for that now. The skeleton looked at the three large daedras standing before him, before he gave away a bony smile ( the only smile he could give ), and turned tail, and ran like the lords of Oblivion was behind him. The atronachs stormed into the man, and started to batter him around, then they parted up, and started to play what looked a lot like some kind of ballgame with him. Finally he managed to get loose, and he ran as fast as he could forward…a long fall, and a meaty thud later made me turn over the railing and look down. The sight made me loose the little lunch I had eaten earlier today…the man had crushed his head, and all manner of entrails and blood was lying around.

The atronachs had disappeared while I was puking my brains out, so I was all alone again. I started the walk towards the entrance of the ruin again, and I was astonished…the door was blocked by a gigantic stone sphere…a little search later and I turned on a crank that would undoubtly take me in…indeed it did, and I quickly entered the ruin before the turning sphere crushed me flat. The inside was dark, and what little light there was, came from the strange dwemer lamps. I had searched the ruin for hours I thought, before I noticed a single door that I hadn’t searched…sake for the door that would lead down into the lower levels of the ruin…those who would be blocked off, until we managed to assemble the puzzle box

The door led into a room called hollow hands, and in the room, there was of course another bandit…but the Monarch was convinced that his head looked better lying on the ground. Finding the puzzle box wasn’t that difficoult, deciding what to do was something else…so I decided to do something a little mean, but hey one must have a little fun in life.

I translocated myself back to Baladas, who was more than happy to make a copy out of it, but he changed about half of the images on the copy, so poor Hasbat wouldn’t get entrance to the lower parts I’m afraid…but we would. I was particularly happy when I gave Caius the notes, so he gave me a little something…that turned out to be a ring with a nice paralyzing spell on it, so I thanked him, and told him I would drop by soon..yeah like that’ll ever happen, and then I transported myself to the Ald Rhuun temple.

This post has been edited by Telendil Delvanni: Mar 31 2006, 02:05 PM

[Tellie]

This one, I write in memory of Jonajosa, a dear forum friend, who helped me out, and who is now sadly...Gone.


We found him at the top of his manor, sitting at a big table, with lots of food, and he was obviously just about to start eating, when we busted in.

-“Might I ask what in the name of Oblivion you’re doing here”?, he said with a voice dripping of cold hatred.

-“Telina Delvanni”, I said, extending my hand in the western fashion, “I’m a Chief Interrogator in the inquisition, and I’m here to ask a little questions”.
-“Now, I have a letter of emergency authority here”, I showed him the letter, “so you’ll have nothing to stop me with”, I said, a big smile slipping across my face, not visible through the helmet of course.

He looked as though someone had just tried to eat one of the sour lemons that grows in the land of Elsweyr, and Hammerfell, if one can imagine such a thing.

-“Mind if I have a bite”, I said. “Exellent”, I smiled as I sat myself down, and took of my helmet. I gave a nod to the Ordinators, who immediately started to search the building, and I could soon hear the sounds of a little struggle close to the cellar. The meal was exellent, and I almost forgot to thank Dren for the delicious Aljit steak. A little after we had finished the meal, one of the Ordinators came up again, with two letters….one which proved that Dren had ordered an assassination attempt on Lord Vehk…the other one was far more interesting.

The letter that gave a good description about the kind of “business”, Orvas was included in, made me smile…especially as I saw that he was actually be willing to go as far as murdering his brother…but that could not happen…I had other plans.

-“Orvas Dren, these two letters is enough for me to put you away for good, or perhaps even end your life…”he took a deep swallow, while the sweat was running down his face. “But I have other plans, and I need you alive”.

-“You see, your Brother is the leader of the Dark Brotherhood here on Vvardenfell, and he is the person who can hurt the temple most…so either you support all suggestions given by me personally, or the temple…do this, and you shall be rewarded, you have my word…but refuse, and you will find a whole new meaning of the word pain…before you die…your choice”…I smiled at him.

Needless to say he was persuaded when an Ordinator smashed the table, and told Orvas if he wanted any offspring, he better do what I said…as a matter of fact I never knew how much the inquisition would pay off….and I was also given a list with full off names on it...the names of dozens of Dark Brotherhood members here on Vvardenfell.

I told the Ordinators to get back to their stations, meanwhile I would visit my “contact” here on the island, and have a little chat…hehe…hopefully Caius would still be sober when I came to him. I was thank Azura not disappointed…and he had even start to break the chain of always being shirtless, as he was wearing not only a shirt…but also a rather splendid robe…”Ah, Associate Delvanni, what do I owe this pleasure for…and so late at night even.

-“I want a favour…you see here”, I handed him the list. “make a copy out of it, try to find out where this people are, and how many they are…and most important their defences…and I also need to find out as much I can about duke Vedam Dren. “I want him tailed all time, and I need to find as much dirt on him as possible…send the reports to my Stronghold, over at Salenils grave, in return I shall do a favour for you…if you have anything for me”.

He told me that he would do what I asked, but sadly he had yet to get a reply from the Emperor, with the letters he sent him…the one about the sixth house, so I was free to go. I spent my night at my stronghold, that had changed a bit since I was there…I now had a barracks for the men, a wandering bard had settled down, and I had also gotten an alchemist shop…and a smith at my stronghold.

I had just locked the door to my room, when I was aware that someone was sitting at my bed…someone in a Dark Brotherhood armour…I drew my closest weapon (it happened to be a big ebony mace)…and was about to make a heroic last stand…”Telina wait”, the assassin said, and then he removed the helmet…it was Haldin.

-“Haldin”!!! I let out a shriek of joy, as we embraced each other, and kissed fiercely. “I thought it would be forever before I would get to see you again”.

We got down into the bed, and he slowly undressed first my shirt, and then I took of his shirt…well, I don’t have to explain what happened next, as you probably know what I’m talking about. I was as a matter of fact no virgin, as I have told earlier the imperial soldiers did unspeakable things to me in prison…one of them was to rape me quite often, and there you have my strong hatred for imperial soldiers…Manilius is a rare example of a soldier I like.

But this was different, we were a young couple, who loved each other, and had been away from each other for a long time…too long. It was an act of love, and I never recall having had a better night, and I had a perfect nights sleep afterwards.

When I woke up, Haldin was already in his clothes, his two dark Brotherhood crossbows, at his waist, and he was about to leave, when we heard a commotion outside. I asked him to stay here when I checked what was going on. Outside, there was five assassins fighting against a rather angry Manilius, a Bosmer archer who clearly knew how to shoot…and miss knock you into the dust Davine herself. I ran back to get my weapons, but when I came into my room, I saw two other assassin standing there as well…Haldin holding off both of them.

He took a quick glance to me, and then his eyes widened…”Telina, behind you”, he shouted…I instinctively dropped, and then gave out a low kick, that sent the assassin behind me fall to the ground, unfortunately landing one his sword, so naturally he died.

But the moment it took for Haldin to give the warning, was a moment too much, and when I rose up, he was lying on the floor, two red slashes had stretched along his chest, and the assassins walked towards me.

I do not know what happened next, it was as though I was possessed by an unknown force, everything went black, and I could feel the spell launched from my hand, as directly opposed to natural laws…it was of a force still unknown to me…only thing I knew is that it was of the kind that renders a huge hole in reality…Next thing I remember was holding the dead Haldin in my arms. I cried and cried, I do not wish to tell of my next days, even now, all these Era’s later, it is still to painful to speak or write about…

So, two weeks after the death of Haldin, I returned to the Inquisition, where I gave the letter with all the names on, to Czevahk, who was overjoyed, and when he heard that it would only be a matter of time before my “contacts” found out where these swine’s was located, he started to have tears in his eyes.

-“Telina, in your…absence, I was made the new Lord Inquisitor, so therefore one of the Inquisitors have taken up my former place as High Inquisitor…so, that means there is one open spot for an Inquisitor…is it appealing to you”?

As you can expect of me, I did not turn down such a generous offer, and I still hold the rank as Inquisistor, only my current Inquisitor rank, is not the subject of this tale…not yet at least. I managed to persuade Czevahk to give me permission, to be outside the actual Inquisition, as I made it my oath to hunt down the Brotherhood, and kill them…every…single…one.

This post has been edited by Telendil Delvanni: Apr 19 2006, 06:41 PM