Knights of the Nine - New Kvatch, Attempt at fan-fic Options

[Grits]

Oh my gosh, how hilarious and exciting!!

Now I love Galasafon forever.

But yikes, the vampire...

[Acadian]

What a fun and delightful read! I love the humorous slant you give the dark business that Galasafon is about here.

’I’ve eaten feasts like you wouldn’t believe. Doesn’t mean I can cook one. ‘

Shroud – I know another Bosmer who NEEEDS that spell!

’just as the fireball spell exploded in the middle of it. All the contents of the room flew in all directions, ‘
How very TES. Yup, that’s exactly how they work.

And. . . Uh oh. Vampire!

I really did thoroughly enjoy this. Well done!

[McBadgere]

mALX, Grits and Acadian...Thank you so much...Much appreciated...

Mustard...Awww, thanks... ...

NEW PARTS!!!... ...

Previously on KOTNNK...The Bosmer Knight Galasafon had captured and tortured the assassin Lucien Lechance until he'd given up the location of the Cyrodiilian Assassins Guild sanctuary...Which he then infiltrated and began his cleansing...Then it got a bit...Toothy...




1.11 – Galasafon. (pt.3)





While the Breton had almost finished Galasafon with finesse, the Vampire was simply using speed and brute force. There was no need for rest, no pause for breath, just a constant, never ending slamming down of several feet of Dwarven metal.

Galasafon was sweating. His arms jelly. Only by application of sheer will and magic was he still holding the sword in some sort of defence.

He envied Brellin and McWylde. They may have seen some weakness that could have been exploited. Brellin may have trained Galasafon in swordplay many years ago during their time in the Elitarii, and there was little doubt the dark Bosmer was skilled, more so than most common enemies, but Galasafon was a sneak, an assassin, not a swordsman.

This was too much.

Abruptly, the barrage ceased. The silence was deafening. But Galasafon didn’t stop. He ran towards the portal out.

A shape rushed from a side passage and knocked the Knight flying into the wall. Breath left Galasafon and he felt something break in his side. His sword slid further down the corridor.

Instantly twisting onto his back, the Bosmer brought both hands up and practically screamed the telekinesis spell.

The Vampire flew up into the ceiling and crashed down to the floor, stunned.

Galasafon stood as quickly as he could, retrieved his sword and made back towards the prone figure. But seemingly without any intervening state between being on the floor and full attack, the Vampire renewed his battle.

A fine mist seemed to be coming from the Vampire’s skin, and Galasafon tasted metal in his mouth. Oh no, thought the Bosmer. Porphyric Haemophilia. He’d caught it once before, but had managed to get to a cureall before it took hold. He envied those who were able to cure themselves of everything. Galasafon had not been able to do that since his return from the Shivering Isles. Seemingly, the words burned from his mind.

As if realising the battering wouldn’t work, the Vampire changed tactics.

The sword attacks came slower, but still constant and inescapable. It was only dimly that Galasafon’s brain registered that the chiming was singing a marching rhythm into his head. The Vampire began a monotone.

“Give Up Little Bosmer. You Cannot Win. Give YourSelf To the Vamp. Sleep Wake Feed Joy.” The Vampire intoned.

Galasafon’s thoughts were starting to fuzz, he desperately pushed the Focus into his head and shook it in an effort to clear. What the Bosmer started to hear meant nothing, just words.

“Rain. Tree. Crow. Sky. Thrice aRound the Well will Make the Fleeing Fly.”

Galasafon’s eyes began to close but still the chiming and the monotone continued.

“Sleep Now Go Now How Now Brown Cow Die NOW.”

Galasafon’s eyes snapped open just as the Dwarven sword doubled its rate and strength. Realising his ploy hadn’t worked, the Vampire snarled and resumed his first plan of beating the Bosmer into submission and slammed the sword down, down, down, down, swipe. Glasafon’s sword flew down the corridor and he was defenceless. The Vampire’s sword came down.

“-lo?”

He was in a corridor. That much was certain.

“Hello?”

He was in a corridor...He...What was his name again?...

“Hel-lo?!”

A voice, someone was calling. The man looked at his hands. He could see his hands. Why was that a surprise?

Blood dripped onto his hands and he put one of them to his nose. What the?

He looked about himself. There was a pile of clothes on the floor and a large sword. Familiarity teased at his brain. Something...

He shouted in pain as his memory returned. He crashed to his knees and vomited. Trying desperately to keep his face off the floor with his achingly tired arms, he tried to piece together what had happened.

The sword fell and...The sword fell...And...

Wincing with effort he stood up. Whatever he’d done, he...Galasafon...Yes, Galasafon, Bosmer Knight of The Nine...Was still here, so for that, he was thankful. He stumbled over the clothes. Frowning at them, still trying to piece it together somehow. He retrieved his sword and sheathed it.

“HELLOOO!!! Assassin in waiting here!!”

Assassin? Another one? Sighing, Galasafon walked down the corridor towards the calling. He saw a shape walk past the end of the corridor, then heard a gasp and watched it run back, just as he was a few paces away.

The Bosmer shouted in a voice he didn’t recognise as his own “STOP!” The fleeing shape did as commanded. Voice of Command thought Galasafon. A spell, yes. Why did he have that again?

He reached the shape and looked at what it was. A Khajiit lady stood there shaking. Galasafon raised an eyebrow.

“Hello,” he said “I’m afraid they’re closed for business.” Galasafon looked the Khajiit up and down. He found himself doing it again. Shaking his head clear, he then noted the assassin dagger.

“So, you’re an assassin?”

The Khajiit shook her head frantically.

“And yet you are here?”

The Khajiit looked about herself as if trying to think of something, then she finally nodded, shrugged, smiled her widest smile and fluttered her eyelashes.

Oh, thought Galasafon, you’re very good.

He felt his legs were about to give way so he picked up an upset chair and sat on it, in front of her. “What are you doing here?” The Bosmer asked.

“Well...Y’see a man called Lucien said to come here when I talked to him a few days ago. I was just...Y’know...Delayed. Well, a girl has got to eat hasn’t she?”

Galasafon agreed with a nod. “So, presumably you used that on someone then?” The Bosmer pointed to the dagger.

The Khajiit looked sad and nodded.

“Tell me.”

So she related the tale of meeting Lucien and The Inn of Ill Omen.

“Well, good news for you is that Rufio was already dead. I did it. So you took your time getting here.”

“I really am very good at my job you know? He was breathing when I killed him, I’m sure of it.”

Galasafon shrugged and waved it away. “As you wish.” He paused. “So how was it that you came to meet the oh-so-great Lucien Lachance in the first place?”

“Well, there was an incident at my...Work, in Skingrad. A hideous little man wouldn’t pay what was...Owed.”

Galasafon feigned sympathy as he realised what she was saying.

“Glarthir his name was.”

Galasafon froze.

“Y’alright mister? You look...Pale.”

“Glarthir?”

The Khajiit frowned in confusion.

“You’re sure his name was Glarthir?”

“Yesss...He is...Was...Known to many of us in Skingrad...Hideous man.”

“And you killed him?”

The Khajiit nodded.

Galasafon sat, staring into nothing. Without moving his head he dispelled his hold on the Khajiit. “Best run along,” he narrowed his eyes, “Now...”

Galasafon sat...Staring into nothing.



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This post has been edited by McBadgere: Jan 14 2012, 07:26 AM

[Colonel Mustard]

Hmm, I wonder what Glathir and Galasafon have to do with each other, then?

Also, a very enjoyable part, but I'm somewhat confused as to what happened with the vampire; no offence, but he just seemed to disappear rather randomly, as far as I could tell.

[Athynae]

Well that'll tweak the senses early in the morning now won't it?

Yea, what the Colonel said, what happened to the blood sucker? I don't doubt Galasfon's ability I just want to know what he did, I might need to use it later when I face the Werebeasts...

Like it, love it, want some more....sorry, skipped into the cheerleader mode, not that I ever was one mind, GROSS, but you daughters and all....

[Acadian]

That was an exciting fight under retreat from the vampire! Looking forward to finding out more about the Khajiit and how Glarthir fits in.

And Rufio. . . well, he probably deserved to die twice.

[mALX]

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What a great battle with the vampire! As you described it I could visualize it happening, Awesome fight!

LOVE the description of how the disease is spread - Great world building!

“Give Up Little Bosmer. You Cannot Win. Give YourSelf To the Vamp. Sleep Wake Feed Joy.” The Vampire intoned.

Ooh, creepy! That gave me chills!

The Bosmer shouted in a voice he didn’t recognise as his own “STOP!” The fleeing shape did as commanded. Voice of Command thought Galasafon. A spell, yes. Why did he have that again?

Wonderfully HUGE writing here to show Galasafon's disorientation - Awesome Write !!


GAAAAAAH !!! It's Ras’sheena !!! Does that mean she is alive or does it mean Galasafon is dead? URK !!! Sounds like it means Ras’sheena is alive !!! WOO HOO !!!

I can't wait to find out how Galasafon and Glathir are connected/related !!!

Awesome Write !!!

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[McBadgere]

Cheers all very much... ...No, not new parts, just a reply... ...

Yes, it's Ras'sheena...And yes she is dead...

Just a note on timeline...

Present day in KOTNNK is 3E 438...It's bigger so I don't get confused...

Oblivion and the Emperor's death is a fixed point in time and therefore always happened in 3E 433... ...

As these events happen in Galasafon's past I did put the years at the start of them, but I appreciate that this is this story we're talking about, and I do wander around the years somewhat... ...

The events in the Shivering Isles and with Gaius Prentus was winter-ish 432 (so before Oblivion), this part with the sanctuary is 434 so it's the year after...

If y'think I need to put some sort of timeline in with the Kon-tikipedia then I shall endeavour to do so... ...

But yes, Ras'sheena got killed in 438 and this is 434 and it does appear in her chapter right at the start of all this... ...

The Glarthir thing will be explained next time and length of chapter depending so will the disappearing vampire... ...Because, as ever...There's a few more things to cover...And then...We jump 150 years to the future... ...*Applauds himself heartily*...

Yes, madness...

Many many thanks to you all for sticking with it... ...*Hugs all 'round*...

[mALX]

Cheers all very much... ...No, not new parts, just a reply... ...

Yes, it's Ras'sheena...And yes she is dead...

Just a note on timeline...

Present day in KOTNNK is 3E 438...It's bigger so I don't get confused...

Oblivion and the Emperor's death is a fixed point in time and therefore always happened in 3E 433... ...

As these events happen in Galasafon's past I did put the years at the start of them, but I appreciate that this is this story we're talking about, and I do wander around the years somewhat... ...

The events in the Shivering Isles and with Gaius Prentus was winter-ish 432 (so before Oblivion), this part with the sanctuary is 434 so it's the year after...

If y'think I need to put some sort of timeline in with the Kon-tikipedia then I shall endeavour to do so... ...

But yes, Ras'sheena got killed in 438 and this is 434 and it does appear in her chapter right at the start of all this... ...

The Glarthir thing will be explained next time and length of chapter depending so will the disappearing vampire... ...Because, as ever...There's a few more things to cover...And then...We jump 150 years to the future... ...*Applauds himself heartily*...


Yes, madness...

Many many thanks to you all for sticking with it... ...*Hugs all 'round*...

WTH? ROFL !! I think I'd need a schematic to follow all that. But I think I'll go back and read Ras'sheena's chapter just in case it will clue me to something I may have forgotten (been a while since I read it, my mind is like a sieve, lol).

[McBadgere]

Lol...Very lol indeed... ...

Right, I thought I'd got it straight in me own head, and I'd been following a brief list I'd written down in me notebook, but obviously, this is getting away from even me being able to follow it...So I'm dooing a timeline post...'Cause it's fun, I'm enjoying doing it and I love all that detail stuff that Tolkien went into with his dates...Not that I'm comparing myself to Tolkien, just doing the same thing...

I apologise for being confusing, but there you go... ...

It'll be up as soon as I've gone through everything pulling all the dates and writing it up...Cheers...

I'm not losing focus...No I'm not...

This post has been edited by McBadgere: Jan 15 2012, 01:51 PM

[McBadgere]

Timeline



Dawn Era - The Universe, Nirn and the Divines created by The They/Them. The Divines create abundantly but then ultimately War between themselves. Akatosh, Julianos and a third Divine battle the remaining seven with the help of the Androforms. The They/Them remove Lorkhan from the universe. The fate of the others is unresolved as yet.




3E 401 – Uriel Septim forms the Legio Elitarii.


3E 423 – Uriel Septim rewards Marrick Gellert with the Imperial Dragon Warhammer and the title of Imperial Commander. With Septim’s blessing Gellert forms the Legion’s “Dragon Company”.


3E 429 – Kelleryn Oreyn expelled from the Arcane University for causing too much disruption with his “Uncles”.


3E 430 – Aeirawen meets Caroline Olford in Bruma.

Galasafon traps Glarthir at Broken Promise Cave only to lose him over a waterfall. Glarthir not found, presumed dead.


3E 432 – The Emperor sends Robert McWylde to Anvil to investigate the slaughter at the Chapel of Dibella. Reformation of The Knights of The Nine.

Shortly after the defeat of Umaril, Galasafon is called by Kynareth to the Priory of The Nine. Soon after he is sent by McWylde to Bravil in order to investigate the portal that had appeared on an island nearby. He is not seen for six months before reappearing shortly before the portal explodes in late 432.

J’Drell, while still Legio Investigato tries to arrest Ras’sheena in Imperial City.


3E 433 – Ras’sheena in Skingrad. Marries the Bosmer Maglir and moves to Bravil. Several months pass and Maglir is sent to Leyawiin. Ras’sheena travels to Leyawiin in time to see him killed by Farn Olfsson.

Farn Olfsson named Guild-Master of The Fighters Guild.

Emperor Uriel Septim betrayed by Marrick Gellert’s Dragon Company and murdered by The Mythic Dawn. Caroline Olford is by the Emperor’s side when he dies.

The Oblivion Crisis. Attempted daedric invasion by Mehrunes Dagon, thwarted by Uriel Septim’s illegitimate son Martin, the Knights of The Nine, The Blades and The Imperial Legion.

Farn Olfsson meets and marries Caroline Trewan of the Blades in Bruma.

Robert McWylde named Champion of Cyrodiil.


Late 433 – The ruin of Kvatch is ceded to the KOTN. Clearing and rebuilding starts.


3E 434 – Fadrin Madigan marries Robert McWylde and Caroline Olford in Chorrol.

Ras’sheena kills Glarthir in Skingrad.

Galasafon captures Lucien Lachance and discovers the location of the Dark Brotherhood’s sanctuary in Cheydinhal. He kills all the assassins therein. Ras’sheena appears at the sanctuary and meets Galasafon.

Aeirawen kills Lucien Lachance in Skingrad.


3E 436 – Ras’sheena in Anvil. Meets Jayred Grice. Joins Grice’s Fighters Guild-esque mercenary band “The Dragon Company”


3E 437 – The Dragon Company moves to Elseweyr.


Early 438 – Ras’sheena and the Dragon Company discover three presumed extinct creatures called Yskraich. Jayred Grice has one of them sent to a mysterious silent partner in the business.


3E 438 – Present day. The Allfire barrier lit.

Ras’sheena killed by Kelleryn Oreyn outside Fort Freedom.

Marrick Gellert is captured at Fort Freedom.

Robert McWylde has the Curse of Stendarr removed.

The Gods suddenly take an interest in the affairs of the Knight of The Nine.

Aeirawen is made Immortal by Kynareth.


3E 440 – Tar-meena translates an Ayelid nursery rhyme to do with the Yskraich.


3E 483 – Liiaric Jend discovers the existence of a Doomsday spell called “I Explode” in the remains of an explosion at Michel Jend’s house at Bravil, and sends it to Archmage of the Arcane University Seri Ormandin.


3E 486 – Caroline McWylde writes the first volume of her memoirs “Wylde Girl”.


3E 540 - Caroine McWylde dies.


3E 550 - Robert McWylde finally bows to pressure and becomes Emperor of Cyrodiil and it's Empire.


*circa 3E 574 - An Altmer High-Priest of Arkay, called Oostermann and one General Ofwysyn Tcheet bring the Thalmor to power in the Summerset Isles. Tcheet declares himself Overlord of the Thalmor and the Isles. Miitr Farrada sends Nol Areldur, Siar Eremnor and Jeck Harramaund to faraway places away from the Thalmor Ruination, sorry, I mean Thalmor Dominion.


3E 584 - Final battle against the False Pretender family. Due to the abandonment by several of the Legions (hence their branding "Traitor" Legions) many Knights of The Nine, loyal Imperial Legion and other allies lose their lives. Imperial City explodes, killing the all that remained of the False Pretenders, ending that threat to Cyrodiil forever, but also killing Emperor Robert McWylde at the same time.


*circa 3E 584 - By now, the Thalmor are becoming a totalitarian empire, with their own police force and banning worship of the Divine Talos. An obvioulsy ill Farrada sends Areldur et al away on long duration missions again.


*circa 3E 588 - Miitr Farrada dies by "Drowning himself in the ornamental pond outside The Crystal Tower" in Alinor.


*circa 3E 589 - Areldur discovered on Batracci Island in the Padomaic Ocean by the Thalmor agent, Justicar Ecclensivar, apparently by direction given by the Divine Arkay. Areldur ordered home, the Fleet Admiral chooses to not go and destroys the Thalmor ships.


*circa 3E 594 - Areldur, Eremnor, Harramaund and Areldur's daughter decide to try one last time to do something about the Thalmor. Then the three older men are caught by Justicar Ondolemar.


3E 602 – Francois Jend of Bravil Mages Guild writes the book “Notes on Magic Usage”.


3E 604 –Knight-Commander J’Drell and the Knights of The Nine, along with the Imperial Navy, destroy the invading Second Aldmeri Dominion (The ruling Altmer (Thalmor) of the Summerset Isle who invaded and conquered much of Valenwood before trying it with Cyrodiil) as they were trying to land on Cyrodiil's Gold Coast at Anvil. Further threat of invasion is removed by the destruction of one third of the main Summerset Isle, centred on the Crystal Tower and the capitol. The explosion destroyed Alinor and the lower third of the island.

At this time, what remains of the Empire is ruled by one Empress Mia McWylde.

Any remaining Thalmor not caught, escape to Skyrim and impose their will on the "True" Empire there.


3E 634 - Knight Commander J'Drell takes five Knights to Skyrim to attempt to find any former Knights of The Nine left in Skyrim after their Purge in (*circa) 3E 584 by the Traitor Legions and the ressurrected False Pretender's "True" Empire, who invaded and took over Skyrim after their attempt on Cyrodiil was ruined. Bwahahaa!!...

Sir J'Zirlo of New Kvatch and Wulff Olfsson attempt to infiltrate the group known as The Companions in Whiterun, Skyrim.


3E 637 – Wulff Olfsson finds Uriel Septim’s diaries in the remains of Cloud Ruler Temple.


4E 01 – The first book of The God War is discovered in the Great Chapel of Alfarn in Bravil.


Unknown era – The world ends with the last woman and the last man removing themselves from it through a portal.

This post has been edited by McBadgere: Apr 7 2012, 04:04 AM

[McBadgere]

There you go...How it is for now...

As soon as I learn how (or indeed, if I can) I shall put a link to the specific posts for the Timeline and Konnitkipedia in me sig...

I shall go lie down now... ...

[Grits]

Bless you for the Timeline!!! Whew. I think that keeping the Third Era going past Martin’s death is a nice way to completely sidestep the Skyrim timeline and events. I love and admire the scope of your story!!

I’m puzzled and intrigued by the vampire’s death and the link to Glarthir, but I know the answers will come. There’s only so much that can fit into one post!

Like mALX said, that Sleep Wake Feed Joy was quite chilling.

Oh dear, Ras'sheena getting in trouble again. At least she didn’t show up during the fight. And we know there’s far worse in store for her.

I went back and read all of Galasafon’s parts together, and I’ll do it again with the next one. That’s how much I love this story.

[mALX]

Lol...Very lol indeed... ...

Right, I thought I'd got it straight in me own head, and I'd been following a brief list I'd written down in me notebook, but obviously, this is getting away from even me being able to follow it...So I'm dooing a timeline post...'Cause it's fun, I'm enjoying doing it and I love all that detail stuff that Tolkien went into with his dates...Not that I'm comparing myself to Tolkien, just doing the same thing...

I apologise for being confusing, but there you go... ...

It'll be up as soon as I've gone through everything pulling all the dates and writing it up...Cheers...

I'm not losing focus...No I'm not...

ROFL !! I'm shipping you some RITLIN !!!! I def appreciate the timeline, can you post that on page #1 with the Character list? Aren't your fans awfully demanding ??? ROFL !!! Thank you !!

[McBadgere]

...Oh, I love it really... ...

Reet, look at my signiature...Under the McBadgere bit are links to the timeline and konnitkipedia...Thanks wholly to an exceptionally brilliant woman... ...

The 1st post will get too unwieldly to edit if I put it there...It may freak many things (and any new readers...Pfffft...I'm hoping... ...) out...So using the signiature links will be easier...

This post has been edited by McBadgere: Jan 15 2012, 09:18 PM

[mALX]

...Oh, I love it really... ...

Reet, look at my signiature...Under the McBadgere bit are links to the timeline and konnitkipedia...Thanks wholly to an exceptionally brilliant woman... ...

The 1st post will get too unwieldly to edit if I put it there...It may freak many things (and any new readers...Pfffft...I'm hoping... ...) out...So using the signiature links will be easier...

WOO HOO !! Great idea !!

[Acadian]

The timeline is quite helpful. Thank you!

[McBadgere]

Cheers... ...'Twas fun...Hope it helps us all keep track... ...

NEW PARTS ALERT!!!... ...

Previously on KOTNNK...Galasafon was shocked to discover that Glarthir had actually been alive until recently...This is why...




1.11 – Galasafon (pt.4)




3E 430




Galasafon watched as Farn Olfsson backhanded a bandit straight across the corridor and into the opposite wall, then - almost casually - run the man through with his sword.

“Is he here?” the Nord turned his head and shouted up the corridor.

Galasafon bit his lip and frowned. The trail led here. The crazed bandit they’d run into had talked about torture, horrors and death. And that was within the gang.

The ironically named Broken Promises Cave was sat in the side of a mountain, with picturesque views over Skingrad in the distance, much of Chorrol somewhat closer and on a good day, you could see the White Tower in Imperial City. Outside its entrance was a lake that fed a waterfall, over which the water fell to jagged rocks and rapids until the river opened out and made its lazy way towards Skingrad and then Anvil.

“Farn!” Brellin shouted from a side corridor.

The Nord rushed towards the sound of clashing metal. Galasafon a few paces behind. He watched Olfsson go from fast to practically unseeable as he ran into the giant, hammer wielding bandit.

Using two stubby handled hammers with large heads of dwarven metal, the Nord bandit had been pummelling Brellin’s shield, while the Bosmer hadn’t been able to reply.

The bandit, to give him some due, had managed, from lying on his back, to throw Olfsson off. The hammers were back, one in each hand. The bandit had them spinning, windmill fashion, walking towards the Nord Knight with a murderous look on his tattooed face. Farn had his helmeted head tilted in what Galasafon imagined was probably amusement. Olfsson raised his hand and shot a large fireball into the bandit’s exposed chest. The bandit skidded down the corridor on his back and stayed there.

Turning around, Farn asked again. “Is he here?”

Galasafon looked at Brellin who was nursing his shield arm with a wince. Brellin looked pained and said “Unless McWylde and Foss have found some other entrance - which wouldn’t surprise me, given Glarthir’s penchant for hiding - he’s not anywhere in here.” Shrugging and looking up at Farn, Brellin continued, “This is the end of the system. These are the living quarters. I’m pretty sure between the three of us, we had this whole cave system covered for life detect.”

The Nord had nodded agreement, sighed, then turned his head to Galasafon. “What now?”

Galasafon didn’t know was the answer, but he couldn’t say that. He’d brought them all here on the strength of their trust in him. All of them risking the wrath of the Emperor on what was at best, capturing a wanted deserter and murderer turned bandit without direct orders, and at worse a personal vendetta against his brother-in-law...Former brother-in-law.

“Let’s get back to the centre of the system, I’m going to try that thing Celia taught me.” Galasafon said.

Brellin widened his eyes and then frowned. “You’re not strong enough for that.”

“Have you got a better idea?”

The two Bosmer stood staring at each other.

“Hurry the hells up will you? Wherever he is, we’re losing him.” said the Nord.

Galasafon led them back past the bodies of fallen bandits to a junction and stopped. “Here.” He said and knelt down. The Bosmer breathed deeply and quietened his mind. Then he was above himself he could see Brellin and Olfsson, then he pushed outwards. All at once he could sense all directions. Down the explored cave tunnels, the inaccessible level above, the hole in the wall out the side and up. Outside...Oh hells...

All at once Galasafon’s self rushed back into his head and he tried to stand up. Falling against the wall, he tried to run and fell forward. Brellin grabbed under his shoulder and helped him stand. All he could say was “Out!” and pointed. The Nord was gone down the corridor instantly and Galasafon waved Brellin away.

He bounced off several walls as he made his way towards the entrance, trying to stem the bleeding from his nose.

When he finally reached the outside, the glare from the sun was blinding. Blinking his way out, he could see Robert McWylde and Olfsson had Glarthir cornered towards the end of the stone near the waterfall’s edge, and Galasafon knew instantly how this would end. Shedding a tear, he apologised to his sister’s memory and walked towards the trio. He passed Brellin, sword still drawn, trying to staunch the blood flowing from the chest of the Dunmer, Mral Foss. He looked down at Brellin and their eyes met. Brellin shook his head the tiniest amount. So, another death Glarthir. This one will cost us all.

He walked up to and between the Imperial and Nord. “Foss?” asked McWylde, breathing heavily.

“Brellin’s with him.”

“No I’m not,” said a voice behind them. Which then quietly added, “There’s no need anymore.”

Galasafon shook his head and laughed at Glarthir.

“What?” asked the cornered Bosmer with some venom.

Galasafon laughed some more.

“What are you laughing at?!..Are you laughing at me?! ME?!!”

“Yes you little $hit, of course I am. You ignored your orders, you took your squad and murdered a village. Then you murdered your squad and went on the run. Now...Now you’ve nowhere left to run. I think you should give up, don’t you Glarthir?”

“Never.” The Bosmer spat. “You all are here to kill me, just like those damnable Blades want me dead. The Emperor...He wants me dead...He knows nothing...All of them...Everyone...Wants me, him...Us...Dead!!!...Just like she tried to kill me...Poisoned me, she did...Always poisoning me...And they, they were the worst!!...”

Galasafon was breathing hard, trying desperately to hold his anger. “You killed our whole village Glarthir...Your family...My family...” He heard McWylde inhale sharply.

“We did all this for revenge Galas?”

“Ooooh!! See, he tricked you too!!...” Shouted Glarthir. “He lies to everyone...Everyone...And he calls me mad?..”

Galasafon turned his head. “No Robert, we did this to bring him to justice. That is what my sister...and the...the others... would have wanted.”

“JUSTICE?!!” Glarthir descended into hysterical laughter “I’ll be dead before the next morning if you take me back to the Emperor.”

Galasafon narrowed his eyes at Glarthir, “I fail to see the downside.”

Glarthir snarled and came at Galasafon with his sword. Galasafon stepped to the side as Glarthir lunged, and stabbed the dagger he was holding deep into the other Bosmer’s abdomen.

As the former Elitarii Captain dropped his sword and held onto Galasafon’s arm, the current Elitarii knight whispered in Glarthir’s ear, “You are a blight on this world, you are a fool and a murderer. I pray that Kynareth sends a spirit of Vengeance to chase you through Oblivion forever. Now get out of my kriffing sight.”

With that, Galasafon pushed Glarthir backwards. The bleeding Bosmer stumbled to a stop. “Help me?” he asked of McWylde.

Olfsson answered him with a Nordic Thu’um, and the Bosmer flew backwards over the waterfall.

The four Elitarii walked to the edge and looked down.

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Four days later the Knights stood before Emperor Uriel Septim, their eyes forward as they took the scolding.

When he was finished, The Emperor stopped before Galasafon and simply asked,

“Is it done?”

Galasafon had nodded and said, “Aye Sire, it is done.”

At which point, Uriel Septim had put his hand on Galasafon’s shoulder, looked with more than a trace of sympathy into the Bosmer’s eyes and said, “I’m so sorry.”

Then he turned on his heel and stalked out.



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This post has been edited by McBadgere: Jan 16 2012, 03:33 PM

[Athynae]

Ok, pardon me, little slow today, read it, went and read time line, reread it, now it makes sense.

It was a bit of a ride, intense. Always good stuff, always.

Little off my mark today, but I did enjoy it, really.

More please.

[Acadian]

Bandits with windmilling hammers!

So now we know what happened to Glarthir.

“JUSTICE?!!” Glarthir descended into hysterical laughter “I’ll be dead before the next morning if you take me back to the Emperor.”
Galasafon narrowed his eyes at Glarthir, “I fail to see the downside.”
I love the dry humor here!