The cursed blood., Chapter 1: The celebration. Options

[jack cloudy]

Alright, this is my next fan fic. Know that I don't have the whole storyline thought out yet, so it might become a bit messy.

Also, it takes place approximately 2 years after the events of Oasis.


The cursed blood.

Chapter 1: The Celebration.

Seas around Vvardenfell.

Slowly, the ship drifted amongst the waves. The only sign of life were the torches burning on the bow and stern. Or was that all? No. At the bow one man stood, gazing at the sky. He was old, with long flowing hair as white as snow. He stood there like a statue, only moving on his heels to compensate for the boat’s movements.

A High Elf opened the door and looked over the deck. There was the man he’d been looking for. He took a quick glance at the sky and sighed. Then, he moved over to join the old man.

,,In a few nights, the moons will be full again.” He said. The Old man remained silent. Finally, after two long minutes, he spoke.
,,You know I don’t fear the servants of the moon.”
The High Elf touched an amulet hanging around his neck, lost in deep thought. The amulet was beautifully crafted and looked just like the moon.

,,I know, how could I forget? I was merely speaking to myself.”
,,Yes, so I noticed. We should reach the island before the moon is full. It has been a long time. Perhaps you should join the hunt once more.” The old man said.

,,I will think about it. We are drinking a bottle of whine below deck. If you like you may join us.” With those words, the High Elf left.

The old man however, remained behind. He didn’t go downstairs and instead waited till he saw the land appear on the horizon. The land had called him and he realized he had much to do with only little time. He smiled at the thought. It had been many years since he had last worried about not having enough time at his disposal.
,,So we’ll meet again, old friend.” He muttered and finally joined the people below deck.

Venim Manor.
The room looked as if a tornado had passed through it. Actually, that was exactly what had happened, with the only difference that the tornado was made out of two people rather than wind. One of the two was a Redguard who wielded her sword with precision, making sure that not a single movement was wasted. Her opponent, was different. Much younger, the Dunmer girl fought with the enthusiasm and unlimited stamina of youth.

The two went back and forth as their swords clashed over and over. In the end, the Dunmer girl got the upper hand and forced the Redguard against the wall. She smiled as she prepared to land the final blow. Her sword hit the wall instead of the Redguard who had dove around the blade and was now behind the Dunmer. Instead of feeling her sword hit the Redguard, the Dunmer felt the tip of a sword on her own neck.

,,Not bad, mylady. For a moment, I really thought I had much work to do. Most mainland people aren’t very experienced.” The Redguard said and smiled.
,,Admit it, you were worried that you were going to lose for a moment.” The Dunmer replied.
,,Now don’t go too far with your pride. Your technique still needs a lot of work and it will take a while before I can truly call you a warrior.”
The Redguard took the two swords and returned them to their weaponrack, after putting the rack back in the position it stood in before it was knocked over.

There was a polite knock on the door and after a few seconds, a Dunmer entered the room.
,,Tsk, are you busy again.” The man said and shook his head.
,,I know I can’t stop you from doing this, Jana. But please, don’t go challenging people to duels in the middle of the night. You two are keeping everyone awake with all that noise.”
The man continued with a smile that took the sharpness out of his words. He then turned to the Redguard.

,,So Neminda, how is she?”
,,Not too bad, but not too good either.” The Redguard responded. She didn’t knew what to think. Maybe it was stupid for her to have gone along with the idea of the young Dunmer, but that enthusiasm was simply contagious.

Athus Mirhtri had recently arrived from the mainland and taken residence in Venim manor. He was a high-ranking member of House Redoran but also a man who didn’t quite fit in with the rest of the house. The biggest problem that most people had with him was the fact that despite being in a House that demanded of its members that they knew how to fight, he’d never held a weapon in his entire life.

,,I see. Could you, teach her a few tricks perhaps? That should keep her satisfied and out of trouble. But not before the sun rises.” Athus turned around to leave.
,,By the way, your dress for the celebration just arrived. You might try it on to see if it fits. But first, go take a bad.” He said and walked out.

[jack cloudy]

Funny, the closer I get to the end, the harder it is to do some good writing. Yup, time to tie up a loose end.



A few corners later, they saw something very peculiar in the winding corridor. A sturdy wooden door was placed in the side of the wall. The doorframe was clearly not connected to the walls and held down by a few heavy rocks. Still, the door effectively blocked the way for anyone who wanted to see what was beyond.
,,A finally, something to kick in.” Luper muttered and kicked in the door. A bolt shot over his head and dug into a vampire.
,,Great, Jalin. Why did you have to ruin my fun?” Luper complained before walking through what was left of the door.

Inside the room, there was a stone table. On top of that table, lied Aureus Lucis. His features had changed since the last time they saw him. From an old man, his appearance had turned into that of a pure vampire. His clothes had been torn away, revealing the silvery armour that flowed around his body as a second skin. Right were his heart would be, the Living Steel had flowed away and formed a circle around it, as if something frightened it. The visible skin on his chest looked like it had been decaying for a while.

,,What in the name of Akatosh happened?” Jana whispered to herself. This was definitely not what she’d expected. The fact that Aureus wasn’t even tied to the stone table made it clear that he couldn’t do anything, which only made the whole situation even more frightening.
,,Observe and draw your conclusions. One thing is sure, I really don’t like this.” Luper answered and took off one of his Dwemer gauntlets.

The Nerevarine moved closer to Aureus and pointed a finger at the man’s chest. A thin stream of fire reached out and cut into the sick flesh, causing a horrible burning smell to fill the room. He then reached into the hole he’d created with his bare hand. The expression on Luper’s face showed that he didn’t like what he was doing. After a few seconds of moving his hand around inside Aureus’ chest, he pulled back. In his now blood-soaked hand he was holding a dark stone of some kind.
,,Alright, my theory is that this thing drains his life and that all of Aureus’ power was being put into maintaining that life. Now that I’ve removed it, he should be able to heal and grow a new heart.” Luper explained while he looked at the stone in his hand.

,,You again. You are becoming quite annoying.” A voice spoke from behind them. Everyone spun around to watch the vampire who had managed to sneak up on them while they were all focussed on Aureus.
,,Don’t you know? I am known all over Tamriel for being annoying. Now I am still angry for that paralyzation spell you used on me in Mournhold. So, any body parts you’d like to lose first?” Luper told him and put on his Dwemer gauntlet again while the stone he’d taken out of Aureus’ chest slipped into a pocket.
,,I’ll handle this guy. Why don’t you go ahead and save the second person on our list?” Luper told the others and took out Chrysamere.

,,Come on, girl.” Jalin said while he quickly dragged Jana out of the room. He’d have preferred to stay and help, but they would have to hurry now that they were found out.
If his sense of direction was correct, they were getting close to the center of the mountain. And it was well known that the master always preferred to be right in the middle of things.