The chronicles of Salina Delvanni. Prolouge., Just a little prolouge and Teaser of my next fic. Options

[Tellie]

The Chronicles of Salina Delvanni. Prolouge.


So, you have come here to ask me a bunch of questions…well sit down then. Ah yes, you wish to know my story, well relax and be patient, this will take some time, as my story is a long one. I was born to my parents Sarin and Salvaynas Delvanni, you may have heard of my sister Telina, who is widely know through out Tamriel, but she is not the subject of this story. I was born ten years after my sister was taken from my parents, so that would be year 413 of the third era…yes you heard me right, I am that old. So here now I’ll tell you all about me.


Prolouge.

I was in my tower at Odai Platform, just finished after a hard days work…this was the year 428 of the third Era. My supper consisted of a few fried kwama eggs, and some deer meat, little did I know that it would be the last time in five years I would taste normal food. Having locked the door, and warded it, I went to have my (hopefully) normal dreamless sleep. Only this time, this time it was different, I was in a cell, number 1486924, but that had to be in Cyrodiil, how could I be in a Cyrodiilic prison.

At the cell opposite of me was another Dunmer, taunting me, until some men came, fully armoured, with an old man following them. There was some words exchanged that I didn’t remember, and then they opened up a door within my cell, telling me to follow. The next part is lost, bust I stood in a room with the old man, his warriors had gone to fight some assassins. Suddenly out from a hole in the wall jumped a red robed figure forth, and suddenly he had armour all over him, as if he had used a spell. He stabbed the old man, and then everything turned to blazing fires, and an empty blackness, and then I woke up.

It was the first dream I’ve had for years, and it worried me…I didn’t know who this man was, all I knew was that our fate was now bound together, I had to get to Cyrodiil, and be imprisoned. But first, I had to seek my sister out, she would know hat to do. I promptly dressed myself in a dark robe, and grabbed a dagger with me, and then I was on the way. Azura I hate boats, I thought as I emptied he bucket of vomit yet again. But with my sister being as careful as she was, teleporting into her tower in the middle of the night, could risk strong injuries, or possibly death, she had quite a bit of arsenal on strong spells, which I’d rather not have directed at me.

The boat that was due for Sadrith Mora, passed through Zafirbel bay, and I could faintly see shimmering lights to the west, my sisters stronghold of Tel Delvanni. I thanked the captain for the ride, before I jumped into the water, and landed safely on top of it…waterwalk is just so fun at times. Naturally, my sister was a great mage, I have never said that I was any superhero yet…so I did the mistake that many mages do when they walk on water, I forgot to focus on the spell. Spitting out salt water, and cursing myself for my lack of concentration, I stepped up on land, to dry my clothes a bit. The journey took far longer than I expected, due to a rather aggressive flock of cliffracers…Oblivion I hate those creatures. Finally I stood before the door to my sisters home.

I knocked, and waited, a little minute later my sister was standing there. Telina was as always a striking person, her long silvery hair, and intellectual eyes, spoke of a person of kindness, but also it gave an immediate feel that this was someone you’d rather not get on the wrong side of.

-“Sal….what are you doing here so late at night…please come in and get some warmth back in you”, she smiled. While I sat myself down, she got a clean (and thankfully dry) robe to me. –“So sis, what is that you were wondering one”, Telina smiled at me, giving me the usual feeling of being seen right through.

-“I-I’ve had this…nightmare, I was in prison, in Cyrodiil, and old man along with his guards come through my cell…I follow them, but in the end the man gets killed by assassin, and…the world end”!!!!

She looked at me for a bit, pondering. “If I’m not entirely wrong, I’d say you’ve had a premonition, the thing you saw is true, and you have to go to Cyrodiil right away, don’t worry, I have my contacts, if you remember the cell number, I can manage to get you imprisoned in the right cell”. She looked worry, like she knew just all too well what would happen, and it scared me when she looked at me like that, but the same time comforting, she knew I would do all right, if not she would have told me.

-“But about the ending of the world, that part is more true than you know, you have seen the gates of Oblivion, I have seen them as well in my dreams, if you fail, then we all fail…the daedra will invade the lands, spilling forth from the gates, but we have to keep it a secret, there is no chance in any way that people will believe us until it starts”.

So it was the gates of Oblivion I had seen, I thought that Tamriel and Oblivion was separated by extremely intricate and powerful barriers, but if Telina said that it was the gates she and I had seen, and that daedra would storm out of them, it was true. I gave her the cell number, and she sent me off into sleep. When I woke up again, I was chained to a wall, in an imperial prison, the cell, along with a letter from Telina.

Dear Salina, I’m sorry for what I did, but it had to be done, I have siphoned away your powers, so when you become released you will have to start from anew, it way seem hard right now, but it is necessary, necessary for your survival to have a fresh start. You have a long and hard time in front of you, so save your strength, you’ll need it.

From your dear sister, Telina Delvanni.

[Tellie]

Exactly minky...she is indeed Telinas lil' sister,telina is about ten years older than Salina...but if you can do so, could you change the name in the title of my fic to Salina instead of Selina....hehe,lil' mistake done by me.
But here is the next update...I'm not sure if I'll wait after the prolouge have been finished to I have finished telina story...and then finish this afterwards....but if you my dear readers wish me toi continue this simaltaneously as Telinas fic, I'll do so.


I curled the paper together in my hand…I trusted her knowing what she was doing, but still, I was angry, taking all of my powers, I had worked hard to become an…acceptable mage, no I had to start over again. The Dunmer opposite my cell, was looking at me, and then he started yelling.

-“So, you’re a new one eh…well well, it’s strange to have a beauty like yourself down here. The guards owe me a service, and when I get it, I’ll rape that body of yours so that you’ll beg for death”, he smirked.

I admit that I was weak, this continued for the next two years, but nothing happened, until that one day…One of the guards came down the hallway, pretending to carry food, but he stopped by the cell of the prisoner, whom I had come to know as Valen Dreth. He slipped a key to Valen, and just turned his back the other way.

Valen smiled, saying “Here I come to get you”. He opened my cell, I made no attempt to stop him, he punched me down, and sat over me, starting to unsling his belt, time for him to learn that to rape a wizard, o matter how frail is NEVER a good thing to do. I drove my knee with all of my force into his…”privates”, and I saw his eye cross in pain…”Numeria Incarcarate”, I yelled holding my hand at his chest.

He screamed as ethereal fire bit into his chest, burning, cooking, and the sickly smell of burnt flesh came to my nostrils, making me get an urge to vomit. Then I served three more years, without anything happening, Valen was normally threatening to have his “way” with me, he had some powerful friends now, but I just ignored him, I had ignored his taunts since I made him spend two months at the hospital wing. But this day, in the year 433, something happened…I could hear voices, sound of heavily armoured troopers rushing down the stairs.

-“We must get you out quickly my Lord, the assassins are right on our tails”. “What about my sons Baurus, their dead aren’t they” an old man said. And there they stood, three guards, one Redguard male, one Imperial female and Imperial male…and, the old man from my dream, this was it.

-“Hold on a second” the Redguard said. “This cell was supposed to be empty, HOW DID YOU GET HERE” he yelled at me. I have no idea, but I suggest that you step back prisoner, and nothing will happen to you” the female said.

I stepped back pointedly, and the group moved towards one of the walls. The old man looked at me, he had a dazzling red and blue robe, with golden stars woven into the fabric. “I know you”, he said, this shocked me as I had no idea who this man even was…”you’re the woman from my dreams…guards release her from the shackles, she will have to follow us, my fate is entwined with hers”.

The guards looked stricken at their leader, before one of them grumbled something for himself and loosened my chains…then he dragged a lever, and a secret door opened up in the wall. “Looks like this is your lucky day prisoner, just don’t get in our way and we will not harm you” the Redguard told me.

There was some bickering if they should close the door again, but after a quick comment from me that it would cut off any way to escape back, they decided to leave the door open. The catacombs underneath the prison was huge, and we walked through several interceptions, before something happened.

Out from nowhere it seemed strangely armoured men or women came running out, the guards attacked them, but not before the imperial female had fallen to their weapons. When they died, their armour disappeared, and was replaced by red robes and hoods. Seeing one pair in my size, I took the liberty of borrowing the robe and hood from one of the dead girls, I doubt they needed it anyway now. I also took the sword of the imperial, who happened to be the captain of the guards, sadly the armour was ruined beyond any use.

Here the guards refused to let me follow them any further, so they locked the big bars the lead further into the catacombs, I had to find another way out. The answer was to my left, in a hole in the wall, which I deftly crabbed through. I turned right, and met my first enemy, a rat. I knew that Telina had done a damned good job removing my powers, as the rat almost bit my leg off, but I managed to kill it off at least. Right behind it, was a big chest, and thank the maker for it being unlocked. Inside was five bottles of healing, a hefty axe, and an iron cuirass and iron boots.

I walked further, trying to keep as silent as possible. I came to another hole, and so I went through that as well, I was lying on a platform thing, in a big cave system, and worse I could see no less than five Goblins in the cave…fortunately they were spread out, so I could (try) to dispatch them one at the time. I waited till the first goblin had passed right under me, while I kept myself to the shadows.

Remembering one of the most important things about stealth, is to have soft footwear on you, so I had removed the boots. I jumped down, silent as a cat, and grabbed the Goblin by his head, and made a fast twitch, before slashing the sword across his throat to be sure…he fell limp to the floor, more dead than a skewered guar. He had two things of immense value to me here, a bow, and some arrows. I remembered a chameleon spell I had learned for a long time ago, so I spoke the cantrip as silently as I could. I saw myself as transparent, and so I moved softly through the shadows, trying to avoid any form of light.

I was about fifteen feet away from the next Goblin, when I drew my bow, and put one of the iron arrows on the string. Silently I drew the string back, aiming steady, and then I let the arrow go. I did not wait for the arrow to hit home, I drew the axe, and darted towards the Goblin. The arrow hit him in his left shoulder, and he squealed loudly, making the two other Goblins run towards me. I cursed loudly to myself, before chopping a bit on the goblin. He used his cruel weapon, to dodge me, but in the end I neatly severed his head from his body, making steaming blood gush from his neck.

At this time I had forgotten all about the other Goblins, and the dagger that plunged into my thigh, made me all too painful aware of there still being two Goblins left. I fell down after the stab, and drove the point of the axe into the soft belly of the Goblin. He wheezed, as he staggered backwards, allowing me to drive the axe blade onto his head, cracking the skull, and making more dark blood gush out, and he fell limp to the floor. I moaned in pain as I removed the dagger from my thigh, I could see the last Goblin run towards me. I threw both the axe and the dagger towards him…sadly neither hit, so I was forced to draw my sword for some up-and-nasty-blade-work. I slashed horizontally towards the face of the Goblin, but he deftly swayed out of the way, counterattacking me with a quick stab aimed at my throat.

I smashed my sword onto his, making the stab be redirected towards my right ribs instead. The crude blade penetrated my armour, and I felt a rib or two crack, but I kept going. I slashed again, and again, before in a cruel riposte I made a foot long gash across his throat. I sank down towards a pillar, crying as the pain overcame me, a healing potion took care of my injuries, some sleep would do the rest. I couldn’t have dozed off for more than an hour, but it was all I needed, I felt freshly renewed, and my pack, although bigger was almost less weighty. Also I moved with greater speed, and agility.

I had one more run in with a goblin, who was so kind to lend me a ring that would deal out some cleansing fire on my enemies, but other than that, I found only two rats, which proved a decent enough meal. My troubles came along as usual, as the only door that led back into the catacombs, was through a room with three goblins and a shaman. Figuring that out from my luck the shaman would have some magical do-da that could prove nasty for me, so taking care of him was my first priority. Once again using chameleon, and sneaking along the walls, until I stood directly behind him, I loaded up my bow. I was only a few feet away from my moist powerful opponent at that time, and the arrow helped. It hit him in his back, severing his spinal cords, it was a simple matter to drive an axe into his skull.

I drew his staff, aiming it at the oncoming Goblin. I focused, and allowed it to shoot forth its deadly load. Several streaks of lightning erupted from its tip, and sent the closest Goblin flying halfway across the room, while the one behind him, stopped, clearly wondering on what his chances were…I’m afraid whatever was thinking on was interrupted by the arrow that pierced his forehead.
The last Goblin was now running for his life, but he had intended to kill me, I was just playing along. The ring sent fort a fireball that made him run around screaming. He tumbled at the edge that led to the pit below, and fell over…with a sickening thud he had gotten skewered on the fence below.

I looted the place of some twenty lockpicks, a steel cuirass, and to my delight, a rather sharply looking steel dagger.


EDIT. took care of most spelling issues.

This post has been edited by Tellie: Jul 26 2006, 02:09 PM