In service of a fallen god., Yup, I don't know how to quit. Options

[jack cloudy]

You know the drill, I finish one story and begin with the next. Meet my latest character and headremover, Morvayn Dres.


In the service of a fallen god.

Morvayn Dres took two deep, silent breaths. He filled his lungs till they were about to burst. In one smooth motion, he stepped out of the shadows behind the pillar and drew his sword at the same time, already swinging it at his first victim before the Orc could blink. He pressed the point of his saber in the arm beneath the pauldron, just deep enough to draw blood. Smoothly, he pulled his sword back a bit, flicked his wrist to aim the blade and performed a backhanded slash that neatly separated the head from the neck.

The entire time between Morvayn stepping into view and the Orc’s head flying away could be counted in a single heartbeat. The other Orcs in the room hadn’t noticed anything yet. Morvayn calmly walked towards the back of the nearest one. He enjoyed the look of surprise and then horror when the Orc turned around. Behind Morvayn, the corpse of his first victim noisily dropped to the floor.

,,In the name of my lord, I bring justice! You will join your unholy master in Oblivion!” Morvayn shouted and raised his saber. He ducked the Orc’s warhammer and cut through his opponents legs. He raised himself, cut off another head and turned towards his next victim. Magical mist poured out of the two Orcs and entered the man who had slain them.

Morvayn felt the mist filling his veins and with it, the power it gave him. When he was two steps away from the third Orc, he acted. He moved faster than anything the Orcs had seen before. In their eyes, he was death turned into flesh and blood, with a grim face they only knew too well. All three remaining Orcs died before they could raise their weapons.

The power his sword had granted him fled and he turned to watch how the corpses fell to the floor. Morvayn removed his helmet and wiped the sweat from his forehead. His red eyes blazed with a fanatical anger when he turned to the statue that dominated everything else in the room. If it was meant to intimidate, it failed to serve its purpose on the Dunmer.
,,Mehrunes Dagon, this shrine shall no longer worship you. For the glory of my lord, I have brought justice.” He said to the four-armed statue of the Daedra and walked out of the room.

Outside the shrine, his face was covered by his helmet again. He gave a few quick orders to the group that had waited outside for his return. Morvayn had concluded they would only get in the way during the fight and told them to stay at the entrance.
,,You, pick up the heads of the outlanders and put them on stakes in front of the entrance. That should serve as a warning to any cultist who wishes to rebuilt the shrine. The rest of you, destroy the shrine. When we leave, I want that accursed place to be in pieces.”

[jack cloudy]

Sorry, I just can't say goodbye to the old guy. I just love him and his sword. (Long live Chrysamere!)

Don't worry, Mallet. You'll get plenty of opportunity for cameos later. Unless you kill off all your characters.
Now for the short update.



Outside, they instantly had to duck for a leg flying through the air. ,,Luper Alkad, can’t you look where you throw those bodyparts?!” Jana shouted angrily. Morvayn drew his blade instead and began to hack at the Dremora that were everywhere.
,,Well I can’t help it. I’m holding up a whole army, ok?” Luper complained as he drove a path of destruction through the Daedric ranks.

,,Now, the damn staff was a freaking Sigil stone! Here’s the plan…” Luper interrupted himself for a moment to knock back a magical blast with his Claymore.
,,Jana takes care of these filthy Dremora while the Ordinator goes in and destroys the bloody staff. Got that?” He ordered without expecting a reply.
,,Why me? I thought that you were the hero here? Shouldn’t you go, what with your reputation as the best swordfighter on Nirn and all?” Morvayn shouted at the man, ducking underneath a spear at the meantime. He drove his saber into the Dremora’s stomach before lunging at his next victim. Luper grinned.
,,Why I’m not going? That’s because I’m the one who will carve up that ugly four-armed Troll who just stepped through the gate.”

,,You dare insult me?!” Mehrunes Dagon roared and leaned in for a closer look. His face was a distorted mask of anger and bloodlust.
,,I remember you! Son of Aedra and Daedra! Luper Alkad, you won’t escape this time!” The giant raised four swords the size of trees. Luper flew up into the air till he was hovering in front of the Daedra.
,,Escape? I did not escape. That damn plasma-toting freak in the super armour and then little Martin got in the way. They stole my kill! I guess I can make up for it today. Let’s take a look at the vital organs of a bigshot Daedra like you. I bet they taste good after a barbeque.” He taunted.
,,Now go!” He shouted immediately afterwards. Morvayn ran towards the gate without hesitation.

,,Catch!” The Dunmer spun around. He hacked off the arm of the Dremora that wanted to catch the flying object and caught the ring with his free hand.
,,Thanks, Jana!” He slipped the ring on his finger and dove through the gate as a Daedric suit of armour formed around him.

It was his first visit to Oblivion. The red air and the ash blowing around was just the way he had imagined Red Mountain during Dagoth Ur’s reign. While there were countless Dremora invading Tamriel, the army that had amassed in front of the gate defied all imagination. He stopped his mad dash and frantically looked for an opening in the ranks. In the meantime, he was also surprised by the Daedric armour he was now wearing.
,,It’s not just bound armour. Every piece seems to be individually enchanted. The ring is apparently part of some remote recall spell. Feather, high power levitation and strength enchantments. If it wasn’t for my service to Vivec, I might actually like this. I’ll wear this armour for the battle but no longer than that.”
With this realization, he made use of the suit by rising up into the air and flying over the heads. He had to dodge the countless magical blasts flung at him but he was progressing much faster than he would have by walking.
,,Now where’s that staff? Forgive me, lord Vivec. For the good of all of Nirn, I shall destroy the staff.”

Back on Nirn, Luper was a bit frustrated. He’d learned several generations ago that being an incarnation of Akatosh also meant that he had inherited the Dragon god’s control over time. He now used that power to accelerate his own being beyond any mortal limits. Within the blink of an eye, Mehrunes Dagon was covered in countless minor cuts. These cuts were the cause of Luper’s frustration.
,,Damn regenerating, thickskinned Daedra.” He muttered as he reopened a wound that had sealed itself just a moment ago. The Daedra’s giant swords moved so slow, he could practically ignore them.

Jana was probably off best. Dremora were no challenge for her, even a few thousand Dremora. It just meant that killing them all would make her late for diner.
,,Not to mention I’m going to need a bad after this. I’m soaked in Daedric blood. Yuck.”

Morvayn finally found the staff. It was in the possession of a Dremora who was running towards an Oblivion gate as fast as his legs could carry him. The pursuing Dunmer realized he wouldn’t make it in time. That left him with just one option.
,,Please lord, guide my sword!” He shouted, brought his arm back and hurled the Ebony saber. The enchanted sword went just over the Dremora’s head. Only to bounce off against a rock and penetrate the Daedra’s helmet.

,,I’ll be taking that if you don’t mind.” Morvayn chuckled upon his landing. He retrieved both his sword and the staff. Now he just needed to destroy it. ,,Sigil stones are pure magic. So, a simple dispel should do the trick. Lucky me, one of the few spells I know.” He gathered some Magicka and watched how the staff exploded in his hands. Right away, the ground began to shake. Morvayn looked up and saw to his horror that the gate was collapsing. He’d totally forgotten to plan his escape. Now he was in trouble. He flew towards the massive structure as fast as he could, already knowing that he wouldn’t make it.