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A Life, Forgotten; The Tale of an Amnesic Bosmer, in Skyrim
Topic Started: Jun 27 2016, 02:03 PM (398 Views)
Kane
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Yeah, Marc's getting nervous, now. :-/
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Entry #13

Dinner at the Frozen Hearth was a quite affair. There was so much for Khalor to take in, that he sat in virtual silence whilst mulling it all over. Not even the Daedra wanted to help.

“What else is left?” said Khalor. “I can’t see the college being any help, if they all fear the darkness that supposedly surrounds me.”
“You sound ridiculous when you say that aloud,” laughed Marcurio. “I won’t deny things look pretty bleak for you. All you can do is keep looking for answers. We trudged all the way up to this gods forsaken town, the least we can do is pay a visit to the college.”
“S’pose you’re right. Do you have any friends we can see first, when we get up there?”
“A couple, but they won’t be able to help us. We’ll stop into the library first. Urag might have an old tome we can look through,” said Marcurio.

After dinner and a dozen or so ales, they headed into their rooms for the night. The dreams that Khalor had were fleet and consisted mostly of flashes and indiscernible voices cascading about his head. When he awoke the next morning, all he could remember of it was a lone eye staring at him. I need to lay off that Nord swill they call ale, though Khalor.

Marcurio was able to secure them access to the college without the usual prerequisites. As they headed up the walkways into the courtyard, Khalor couldn’t help but wonder how this vast citadel still stood of its own accord. The entire college was sitting precariously on a huge stone pillar that looked like it could crumble at any moment. It’s no wonder the Nords think the mages are to blame for the sorry state of their city.

“So, where’s this library?” asked Khalor.
“It’s up the stairs here. C’mon.”

Up a spiral staircase of stone and through another heavy, inlaid door they found themselves in the stacks. Marcurio made his way to the counter, where an old Orsimer with white hair and beard was seated. Khalor wandered around the stacks, looking at the assorted tomes in various states of aging. Some looked fresh and newer, and some looked like they’d survived since the first era.

With the events that occurred high in the mountains, the Daedra were still fresh in the mind of Khalor. His interest was no doubt piqued when he saw a dusty old tome amongst the many named ‘The Book of Daedra’. A quick glance around proved that nobody was nearby, and he stowed the book in his pack.

From across the room he heard a gruff voice,"You are now in the Arcanaeum, of which I am in charge. It might as well be my own little plane of Oblivion. Disrupt my Arcanaeum, and I will have you torn apart by angry Atronachs. Now, do you require assistance?"
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Oh, heh! I bet Khalor thinks Urag saw him snag the book! I love Urag. Too bad you have to mess with the CoW to get to him.

Great update!
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He's just keeping the book warm, to prevent damage, of course. ;)

Looking forward to whatever the two of them can find out! :D
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He swiped the book, nice! Urag’s threat is perfectly thematic. I love that Marcurio got them into the College.
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oooo Hope the Old Orc didn't see him, that would not be good!
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Kane
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Entry #14

Khalor paled. I can’t do jail again. Especially in this cold armpit of the land, he thought. Marcurio gave him a look as if he was saying ‘all clear’, and motioned for him to come on over. Khalor relaxed, and trotted over to the counter, where some books were laid across it.

“These are your best bet,” said Urag. Khalor looked down at them. “Elder Scrolls?! Are you kidding me?”
“Orc’s don’t ‘kid’. If you want knowledge, that’s where you’ll get it.”

Marcurio glanced over at Khalor, “You ok? You look a little green...”
“Probably because that’s how I feel,” said Khalor. “There has to be another way.” He opened up one of the books and began to read it. Well, he tried to read it. “This is incomprehensible,” he said aloud. “What the hell do these ramblings even mean?”

“Heh, only Septimus knows the answer to that question. And he has been gone for years. Nobody is really sure what happened to him. He disappeared up into the ice fields.”

Khalor sighed, and set the book back down, deep in thought. Marcurio broke the silence a few seconds later. “Well, thank you for your help Urag. We’ll head back into town and figure things out from there.”
“Sure. Take care of yourself, Marc. And your friend here.”



Back at the inn, the mood was still gloomy. Khalor and Marcurio didn’t really speak much, as they both thought about the prospect of going that far north. The cold was bad enough, already and they weren’t eager to trudge across fields of ice. It wasn’t until after dinner and few meads that Khalor finally spoke up. “There might be another way to go about this, Marcurio.”

“What’d you have in mind? Does it have something to do with that book you pocketed?” he said, with a sly grin.
“You saw that, did you? For a moment, I thought Urag spotted me taking it, too.”
“Nah, you’re safe. Obviously. But, what book is it?”

Khalor reached into his pack and pulled out the tome. “The book of Daedra,” he said, as he laid it on the table.
“What in blazes do you want this book for?” hissed Marcurio. “You’re worried about getting an Elder Scroll while entertaining this notion? Azura is one thing, but no the rest are another. What grabbed your attention so much that you had to steal this?”

“Read the description for Hermaeus Mora,” said Khalor. Marcurio scanned down the page until he found it. Hermaeus Mora, whose sphere is scrying of the tides of Fate, of the past and future as read in the stars and heavens, and in whose dominion are the treasures of knowledge and memory.

“You can’t be serious. Dealings with Mora never go well, and most end up being driven mad,” said Marcurio. “Why do you think this would be a better option that reading an Elder Scroll.?”

“I don’t,” said Khalor. “But, we may need other options. What happens if we somehow manage to track a scroll down, and we get nowhere with it. Square one is a lot easier to swallow, when you have a back-up plan.”

“Logically yes, but practically? Stay away from Mora, friend. That is some of the soundest advice I can give you.”

“Alright, fine. We’ll head up into the ice tomorrow morning. Sleep well, Marcurio. We have a long day ahead of us tomorrow.
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Eek!! Both options are scary, I think I'd go with just letting the memories come back on their own!

But yeah, I know Khalor can't do that...:( Again, I'm glad he's got Marc with him!!

Excellent read Kane!
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Very nice read Kane... Septimus is bad enough.... Mora...naaa
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Entry #15


“This is a really stupid idea!” Khalor yelled, over the deafening gales that were blowing in off the Sea of Ghosts. “Whose bright idea was this anyway?”
“Eh, it doesn’t matter at this point. Don’t waste energy shouting over this, we’re going to need all we have!”

Khalor pulled his cloak in tighter, staving off the cold that tried to creep into every bone. He had never imagined it would be this bad out here near the ice. Visibility was less than ten feet and the winds were so strong, it took everything they had just to not get blown over. And they hadn’t even started to cross the water yet, this was just the shoreline.

The winds died down as they approached the ice forms, so they decided to take a breather and light a fire. Usable wood was scarce, but a few jets of Marcurio’s flame spells made it child’s play to light the frozen timbers. They mostly sat in silence, chewing on their provisions. “I’d rather be back in the Riften Jail,” said Khalor.

“I tend to agree with you,” said Marcurio. “This is terrible.”

Not much else was said, as the two men relaxed. Khalor noticed the sun was already moving far to the west and so they got on their way once more. They each said a quick prayer to Kynareth, hoping that the winds didn’t stir up again, as the hopped across the frozen sea. The goddess seemed to have heard their prayers, for it wasn’t long before the sun set to a clear night sky.

They made camp for the night on a small sliver of dirt at the base of a huge glacier. Horkers were all around them. Bouncing back and forth and grunting their way occasionally, but the duo knew well enough to leave them alone. Horkers want nothing to do with men or mer and would leave them alone, too.

“Pretty soon the fire of the Gods will be dancing in the sky,” said Marcurio.

“Come again? Fire of the Gods? What in blazes is that supposed to mean?” asked Khalor.

“You’ve never been this far north have you? The auroa’s dance in the night sky, if it’s clear enough. And this is one of the clearest nights I’ve seen in years. Our lady Kynareth most have smiled her good fortune upon us.”

“Yeah, that’s all well and good, but what's this ‘aurora’ you’re going on about?”

“I can’t explain it adequately. You’ll just have to wait and see," Marcurio said, with a wink.
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Marc is right, the night skies are the best thing about that hike across the ice. Great updates!
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I started getting cold just reading this! :D Very good, and I hope you got some screenshots!
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Oy, there's only ONE thing nice about being that far north - the fae lights. Marc is SO right.... GREAT read!
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Aug 29 2016, 04:59 PM
I started getting cold just reading this! :D Very good, and I hope you got some screenshots!
Nah im on console and can never get good pics. :unsure:
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Great update... taking good pic's on console is...a challenge, it can be done, but practice... unless one has a "capture card".. which I never did and still managed some really nice pic's.

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I know neither one is an aurora, but I have hundred's of 360 pic's on photo Bucket and it's slllooooooow.
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It also doesn't help that the last time I played Skyrim was August 1st. Khalor's story has been inside my mind since entry #5. I've been playing Fallout and occasionally Oblivion for the last month. :P

I'm torturing myself by not playing, but I want the game to feel fresh when the SSE drops in October.
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Good shots, though Areial! Much better than I've managed so far. :)
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No Problem... I love picture taking...<under-statement of the year> and that grew to include Skyrim.. I'm not a Screen Archer, though I would love to be able to do that also... but I'd d'ruther play. Started on 360 and well I got very good at taking pictures with my phone...editing helps.. take out the TV... lines...etc.
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It also doesn't help that the last time I played Skyrim was August 1st. Khalor's story has been inside my mind since entry #5. I've been playing Fallout and occasionally Oblivion for the last month. :P

I'm torturing myself by not playing, but I want the game to feel fresh when the SSE drops in October.
I caved and started playing again last night. :$ Khalor is almost caught up in-game to the story.
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Entry #16

Khalor has never seen such an awesome display of nature the likes of the auroae. The bands of vivid colors dancing to and fro in the night sky, was something he could scant believe. They seem to enthrall him in that he could not look away from the beauty of Tamriel’s northern sky. He didn’t yet remember much from his past, but he was certain this was something he had never seen.

“You weren’t kidding, Marc. I wouldn’t even know where to start if someone asked me to describe this to them. What causes such beauty?”
“Not sure. If I had to guess, I’d say magic. Maybe residual power from when the Aedra walked the Nirn. Or maybe just an effect of magic escaping Aetherius, and making its way here.”
“Sounds like something the philosophers would debate,” said Khalor.
“Indeed. I say we turn in for the night, friend.”
“Not a bad idea. We’ll need all the energy we can muster tomorrow.”

Dawn broke as the intrepid duo made their way further north, into the ice. The clear skies seemed like they were likely to hold, as there wasn’t a cloud in sight. Fortune comes in spurts it would seem, though Khalor. It was midday when Khalor spotted a weathered longboat tethered outside of a cave entrance. A thatched wooden door separated the icy interior from harsh winds and a lit torch told them that someone must still be in there. Hopefully this Septimus character will have some had answers, though Khalor.


After what felt like less than a minute, Khalor pulled Marcurio aside. “This guy is a nutter. Does any of this make sense to you? “
“Vaguely. The old codger definitely knows more than he is letting on. Let’s hear him out.”


They emerged from the outpost a short while later, both with incredulous looks on their faces. “The Heart of a God? Is he serious?!” blurted Khalor.
“It would seem that way. Though of what I’ve read in books, the Heart he is speaking of was destroyed long ago, at Red Mountain,” said Marcurio.
“Hmm, I wonder what is actually in the box...”
“I don’t know, but at least we know where a scroll can be found. I’d ask you if you knew anything of this Blackreach, but something tells me you won’t remember,” grinned Marcurio.
“Har har. Good to know the cold hasn’t sapped your sense of ‘humor’,” said Khalor.
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