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]

I felt along its edge, and managed to cut myself, so at least it was sharp enough.

I walked in the door, and came out, straight in front of the old man and his guards. “Oi, there is one”, the Redguard shouted before storming towards me. I held my hands up, as to show that I was no enemy, it was the word of the old man who stopped him.

-“Hold it Baurus, it’s the woman we met in her cell, she found a way around, she will follow us”. I looked at the old man...”who are you”? I asked confused.

-“He gave me a small glint with his eye, before talking…”I am your Emperor, Uriel Sepim the VII, and the last living member of my line…you will do as I says, but first we must move on, follow us”.

I took up my sword, as to prepare to defend him, but at that moment, I was just thinking at myself, if one of those guards tried to do me off again I would at least have a sharp piece of metal between me and death. We were attacked again by those red robed figures, heck I even fried one with a fireball. We came to another door of steel bars. “DAMN ITS LOCKED”, I heard Baurus shout, “prisoner, take the Emperor into that room over there, defend him with your life”.

I grabbed the Emperor by his robe, and slowly dragged him with me, shielding him with my body should anyone come. We stood in a room, just outside the locked door, when we were attacked, no less than seven assassins came towards us, but the Emperors guards, who I reckoned to be blades, intercepted them. While they were fighting, a door opened in the wall, and two robed figures came out. As from nowhere weapons appeared in their hands, and one of them stabbed it into the gut of Emperor Uriel. I screamed, before driving my sword into the head of the assassin, he fell to the ground, meanwhile I turned my attention over to the other one.

I lunged forwards with my blade, but he blocked, I was sure a counterattack would come, so I leaned to the side, just fast enough to avoid the blade that whizzed through the air. Grabbing his wrist, I punched as hard as I could into his elbow, and heard a satisfying snap, he dropped the weapon that disappeared into a cloud of dust, screaming over his broken arm. I drove my sword into him once, twice, I did not stop until blood was lying around everywhere, and his back was totally filled with stab marks.

-“L-listen child, g-g-get the amulet of Kings to Jauffre, he will know what to do”, and then the Emperor closed his eyes. Baurus came in, he saw what had happened, he dropped his head.

-“Then I failed then, but where is the Amulet of Kings”? I explained the situation to him, and it seemed to lighten him up a bit.

-“Hmm, I don’t know what the old man saw in you, but he trusts you at least, Jauffre is the Grandmaster of our organisation, you’ll find him in Weynon Priory, good luck, I’ll stay and watch over the Emperors body”.

Then he turned and walked away to get the other guard. I meanwhile went through the hole the assassins came from, a short walk after I was standing out in the free, outside the imperial city, as a free girl.

End of Prolouge. © of Telendil Delvanni.