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]

Update! The battle continues! Who knows, I might add a second update later this night.


He was about to release the spell when his eyes were drawn to a rolling head that came to rest right in front of his feet.
,,I regret to inform you, but your friend lost his head.” A mocking voice spoke from the shadows. Gerinj laughed.
,,I had to take care of the traitor anyway, so no problem. Now I suppose you think you can defeat me together with your friends? I can’t die, so why do you even try?” He responded with his face turned into the direction from where he’d heard the voice.
,,You know what? That’s almost exactly what Dagoth Ur told me. I haven’t seen him around ever since I messed him up. So what makes you think you’re anything different?” The mocking voice said again, from a different direction.

There was the whooshing sound of something moving through the air. The vampire moved to the side to avoid it but still saw how part of his robe was cut open with a small stream of blood trailing the almost invisible blade that had caused it.
,,Impressive. So you claim to be this man they call the Nerevarine? I’ll give you an offer. Join me, take that traitor’s place and you’ll live for eternity.” The vampire spoke while his wound healed.
,,Sorry, but you can’t bribe me with vampirism. I don’t age even without your pointy teeth.”

The vampire finally released his spell now that he’d managed to locate the Nerevarine. He saw how the bolt wrapped itself around the invisible blade and remained there for a few seconds, visibly bending the sword. Then, the bolt was hurled back at its caster. Gerinj smiled when he absorbed his own spell. He began laughing when the others suddenly decided to attack him while he was distracted. He raised a shield around himself and then created a shockwave to send everyone up against the walls with enough force to break a few bones.
,,The difference between me and Dagoth Ur is that I am not even trying to defeat you. This is all just a game for me. And I don’t have a vulnerable object that is the source of my powers.” He laughed when he strolled over to the still invisible Luper.
,,And finally, I have recently obtained a sword that is much better than the Paladin’s blade.” He whispered and swung Aureus’ ghostly blade.

The sword seemed to meet resistance for a second before continuing along its path. A clattering sound, and the blade of Chrysamer became visible on the floor.
,,Aw man, this can’t be happening. You broke my sword, now I am really angry!” Luper shouted and sent a barrage of spells towards the vampire that were all stopped by the shield without causing damage. He then lunged at the vampire and began punching with his Dwemer gauntlets. Gerinj avoided the first few punches before grabbing the Nerevarine by his throat with his free hand and lifting him up from the floor.
,,As I said, I am merely playing with you.” He whispered and began to apply pressure to Luper’s neck. The creepy sound of bones beginning to break echoed through the room.

Suddenly, he shouted in pain and dropped both Luper and Aureus’ sword. Gerinj looked at the gaping hole in his chest that already began to close. He began to laugh.
,,That was an interesting trick. Put your hand on your opponent’s chest and then summon a Daedric sword, brilliant! If you took the chance to aim for my throat, you might actually have managed to kill me. Too bad for you that you didn’t. Now I think I’ll finish you quickly before you come up with a trick that might kill me.” He said and bent to pick up the sword he’d dropped.

This post has been edited by jack cloudy: Jun 27 2006, 09:31 PM