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]

Wow, a bit messy this one. I know that this is a major deus ex machina here. Sorry, I'll try to clear it up a bit with the next one.



Out of nowhere, Magicka streamed into the air. Another portal formed right where the first one had been. This one was without any solid structure, just a ring of Magicka that created a gap between two worlds. A welldressed Imperial stepped through, holding the wrecked form of a Dunmer. Blood dripped out of countless wounds, yet the red liquid failed to taint the old man’s clothes. He bent down and carefully put Morvayn down on the ground.
,,I apologize for being late. I was right in the middle of a meal and I never interrupt one of those for saving the world. I finished eating as fast as I could before coming.” He spoke with a thin smile.
,,Morvayn!” Jana rushed over to the fallen Ordinator and crouched down beside him. Her hands found his neck where they felt for a sign of life, no matter how faint. The Dunmer’s heart was still beating.

,,You don’t interrupt meals when the world is in trouble? Geez, gramps. That’s something I could have said. Congratulations for being late, we already took care of everything safe for one thing. Help him.” Luper ordered the old man while pointing at Morvayn. The Imperial shook his head.
,,No, there is simply no way I could heal him fast enough to survive. Magicka isn’t capable of regenerating wounds that large effectively. Let him rest. Don’t prolong his suffering.” He answered.

,,There is a way. You once regenerated a lost heart! Help him, Aureus! Turn him into a vampire if that is what’s needed but don’t just stand here and watch him die!” Jana yelled at the ancient vampire, the oldest of her clan. Aureus Lucis shook his head once more, harder this time.
,,I have once sworn an oath. I would never infect others with the curse of my blood. I regret letting you and your father be infected. I regret that every day. Don’t ask me to betray everything I am for a lost cause. The vampirism takes days to achieve its full effect. He has mere minutes to live. I won’t do it.” He notified before walking away. They wouldn’t appreciate his presence right now.

Jana sank down, crying. An armoured hand rested on her shoulder.
,,Do it. I know you don’t like the idea of this but it’s the only thing that can save him. You just take care of the vampirism and I will do everything else. Trust me, this will work.” Luper whispered in her ear. He then stood back and waited for the woman to infect her friend. It took a moment to happen. Biting in someone’s neck was something even a vampire rarely enjoyed. Once she was done, he knelt beside Morvayn and focussed his own Aedric powers on the Dunmer.

He gripped the blood near the new wound with his telekinesis. Then, he accelerated their passage through time. Seconds turned to minutes, then days. Within a mere moment, he had allowed the vampirism to develop in a process that normally took the better part of a week. He then released his hold on both time and the blood. The fully developed vampirism spread, doing its job. Morvayn’s skin began to burn under the sun.
,,Oh, Cliffracers on a stick!” Luper cursed. He gripped time once more, this time decelerating Morvayn’s entire body. The burning continued, yet so slow it was barely visible by the naked eye.
,,Get him inside, girl. Once the night has come, you can take him home. I think I’m going to pay a visit to an old friend of mine to clean up this mess.” The Aedra ordered. He stood up and walked to Aureus who had been watching.

,,I know that you don’t like what we’ve just done but really, don’t expect us to just stand there and watch someone die. We’re immortal but that doesn’t mean we have to face all of the consequences. Just watch over him. When he wakes up, he’ll have a whole new life to adjust to.” Luper picked up the remains of Chrysamere and the giant sword he’d used to kill Mehrunes Dagon. He was then whisked away by the power of an intervention spell, a spell he hadn’t used in a long time.