Dragonborn from Lord of the Rings

The energy from the Light Realm spilled over the entire Nirn Star along the channel that Magnus broke out when he escaped after the creation design.Turka opened his eyes, and a series of world forces such as sound, light, and wind returned to him.Make him both familiar and unfamiliar.

"Where am I?" he said.

There was silence all around.

So he stood up, and something strange was happening to him.He raised his head in surprise and looked around, only to find that he had come to a strange world.

Above the firmament, that magnificent source of light was not Ardaen, the sun of Arda, but a vast void beyond the comprehension of mortals.Its existence almost subverts human cognition.Even for him now, if he looked at it for too long, he would feel an unbearable pain.

And above the sky, there are two moons at the same time.They exude an indescribable sacredness, as if the eternal gods are looking down on the earth.Therefore, he knew that he was no longer in Arda, not even in Yiya.

"Iluvita."

Turka murmured.He tried to calm down, thinking about why he had gotten into this situation.

Fourth Era, 1 year.

August.

After arranging some things about the country, he traveled from Mythrond to Aman with Elrond and Galadriel and other Middle-earth elves who set off from Lothlórien and Rivendell.

Sauron failed, but the master behind him has always troubled Turka.Among them, what Saruman said before he was defeated also made him worry, and with the appearance of the blue-robed wizard, Turka had a bold guess in his heart.But he must go to the Land of the West, and ask Manwë and the Mighty Ones for proof.

Therefore, Turka Arakano decided to go to Velimar to participate in and witness the trial of Sauron and the white and blue robe wizards.

That day.

The white ship they took sailed into the turbulent Sea of ​​Belegail, and then left Arda along the "straight channel"-that is the miracle performed by the Valar in the mortal world.Only those who are allowed by Manwe can embark on that miraculous route.

And when the white ship that Turka Arakano was on was about to pass through Ilmen at the end of the "Straight Channel" and saw the holy glory of the most sacred and great blessed place in this world, he But I felt that I was surrounded by a force.It felt like a big bubble suddenly burst into a smaller one.He was ejected before he even had time to react.

At that moment, Turka seemed to hear a sigh of surprise.He knew it was Yiru's voice.Apparently, the only god, Ru Iluvita, was also very surprised by the 'mutation' that happened to souls from other worlds.

Maybe he tried to 'save' this alien soul who got lost here and left traces in this land of eternal stars, but in the end, Turka Arakano still disappeared in Yiya and came to A new land of wonders.

The memory ends here.

Turka felt sad and shocked.Just because everything that happened in Arda has been firmly imprinted on his soul.If the memory of the previous life has gradually faded, then the world where elves, dwarves, dragons, and wizards coexist has already become his home that he can no longer part with.There are his lovers, his descendants, and subjects who respect and love him.

"I want to go back."

After a long silence, Turka said firmly.

He looked around and found that he was standing on a hill, surrounded by many lush trees similar to fir.The wind of this world howled through the treetops, blowing the black hair on his head.

He found a direction and walked down the hill.

Much later, some mysterious figure shrouded in shadow appeared where he had stood.They looked around in amazement, but found nothing.One of their sorcerers even cast a powerful spell in an attempt to go back in time to find out what happened here, but they still couldn't see the beginning and end of events through the mist.So, they can only leave sadly, just as they came quietly.And this small hill, which is silent and nameless in the entire Tamriel continent, calmed down again, as if nothing had happened.

……,……

Year 173, Fourth Era.

Frost Moon.

The raindrops slapped on the red bricks covering the roof of the hut, like a dexterous hand beating a war drum.The hut was well-made, and like all Dwemer huts, the rainwater could never seep into the house, but it still couldn't resist the humidity and coldness in the air.If the weather were worse, the rain would turn to snow, and the humidity and the wind chill would eat away at one of Dandis Savius' old bones, making his body stiff even in his dreams.

This time, however, it wasn't the wet and cold weather that made the old farmer toss and turn.Maybe it's the disturbing news.Old Dandis thought so.

The wars that took place in the distant imperial provinces Cyrodiil and Hammerfell are now ongoing, and the truth or falsehood is spreading in the frontier.Many people said that the war between the emperor and the elves had reached a fever pitch. In order to fight against those sinister and despicable elves, Emperor Mead II even dispatched a Nord troop to fight in Cyrodiil in the south.

In Hammerfell province to the west, many cities belonging to those desert people were occupied by elves, and the flames of war directly ignited to Skaven City, which was close to the frontier.

As a result, the major lords of Skyrim Province began to vigorously recruit militias and troops in their respective territories like rats whose quilts were set on fire.As a result, the entire sky began to become jittery.The shadow of war hangs over everyone.

Thinking of the countrymen recruited by the lord Edmund, when they saw the magnificent city gate of Macarth for the first time, they squealed like fat snow mice with excitement, and put him on the horse. The corn and cabbages on the farms near Castbridge were all ruined.The old farmer was so angry that he picked up the dung fork at home more than once and wanted to fight them.

Shure on top!May they never see the feast of their ancestors.

Old Tang Disi thought angrily in his heart.

He turned around.The wife next to each other is sleeping soundly.The heavy farm work during the day prevented her from paying attention to her husband's unrealistic thoughts.The shrill wind outside the house was like the howling of a child in pain.

It seems to be raining harder.

Old Dandis keenly heard that the son next door, Rojatus Savius ​​Jr., was talking in his sleep in a daze, as if he was complaining that he would go to the city to serve the lord like other drafted boys.

The kid who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth.

Old Dandis sneered.It seemed that the beating with sticks during the day was light.Maybe breaking his leg will make him understand that the Savius ​​family has been farmers since they moved to the frontier, and it is what they should do to take care of the crops in the world.As for war.

Old Dandis turned over again even more irritated.

Today's young people always think that war is their fighting and wrestling in the village, but Shure, Songgard is not so easy to enter.Only the warriors who died in battle are worthy to enter Songgarde and be with their ancestors forever.And including Rojatus Jr., they are all just foolish brats with stupid recklessness.After being fooled by those high-ranking noble lords, he foolishly took his life.

but.

Old Dondis didn't even know why he was thinking so much tonight, it was so un-Noord.The old farmer muttered a few times indistinctly, and his wife even turned around impatiently.Only then did old Dandis calm down again.He thought of the news that the wandering merchants and hunters from old Haldane had brought in these days, that the Forsworn of the Spear of Karth seemed to be crawling out of their filthy, smelly caves, Come down from the mountain and rob the passing pedestrians and caravans.And the aristocratic lords in the fortress under the stone are still hiding in their high and low castles, dreaming and dreaming, playing with the singer, regardless of the life and death of the people below.

And only a fool like little Rojatus would think that it is an honor to serve the empire.Old Don Dith couldn't help but yelled, and a fatherly thought of beating up his unworthy son again came to his mind.

Suddenly, there was a thunderbolt outside the house, and the whole Nirn was rumbled.It seems that Gine is using this as a warning to the Children of Skyrim, telling them to be wary of the sorrow and mourning of the coming era.

Old Dandis sat up suddenly.

wrong.He jerked his wife awake.Accompanied by the rumbling thunder and howling wind and showers, there was a moderate knock on the door.It came stubbornly and clearly to the back room, once, twice, er, third.

The wife immediately opened her eyes vigilantly, and quietly touched the dagger beside the pillow.It was a gadget she used to drive away wolves and some malicious people.

There was even a hint of a smile in old Dandis' eyes.

"Someone," he said.The old farmer got out of bed in the dark, and reached for a big stick which lay by the table beside the bed.That was what little Rojatus hated and feared the most.

The wife followed her husband and got out of bed.

The people outside the door seemed to be extremely patient, knocking on the door rhythmically, as if they would not give up until they reached their goal.

The farmer and his wife looked at each other, nervous and uneasy.In the darkness, only the long-extinguished fireplace was still lit with a faint light.

"Maybe we should open the door," said the wife.She listened carefully and found that the other party neither kicked the door nor yelled loudly, which was a bit too polite for a robber.And the guards in the city would not knock on the door in such a ghostly weather, because they had already paid the tax for this season.She couldn't imagine who would come here at such a time.

"It's not wise." Old Don Dith was not too willing. "Maybe some petty thief trying to steal something that doesn't belong to them. Shure, they like to do evil in the dark! Get out! You are not welcome here!" ' he shouted.

But the other party didn't seem to hear it, and was still knocking on the door moderately.

Duo duo duo.

For the first time, the old farmer and his wife felt that the knock on the door was so terrifying, as if standing outside the door was the legendary Lady of the Night.She (or he) is crouching under the shadows, looking at the mortals in the room with her (or his) malicious eyes.

"Why didn't you open the door?" Little Rojatus was also awakened.His blue eyes glowed faintly in the darkness, the reflection of the sparks in the fireplace, "Maybe it's just a traveler. By Talos, Nord shouldn't turn away a hungry traveler. Especially In such a ghostly weather."

As if hearing his voice, the knock on the door became more urgent, but then calmed down again.

bang.

There was another thunderclap.

Old Dondis didn't even have time to slap his son's big mouth. His hand gripping the stick began to convulse, and sweat dripped from his forehead.For the first time, he felt that the city was too far away from his family's farm, otherwise the guards might notice the inexplicable uninvited guests appearing at night.

"Leave!" he yelled. "We have axes and swords in our hands. We don't want trouble, but if necessary, we will."

Seemingly hearing his shout, the other party stopped.Silence once again swept over Savius ​​Farm.

But the farmer's family was even more frightened.When they thought about it, the other party had either left, or was about to break in and commit some terrible crimes.

But unexpectedly, the uninvited guest spoke.

"What did he say?" Old Dandis looked at his wife in confusion.And his wife and son also looked at him with weirder eyes than him.

"In any case, he has no malicious intentions." Little Rogatus said decisively, looking at the wooden stick in the old man's hand with a little fear, "thieves don't speak kindly, and thieves don't communicate with you, they can only walk The bards from all over the world will speak some strange dialects, and most of them travel in the dark, just to save the cost of the carriage, the people at the Silver Blood Inn say so."

Maybe it was because the little Rojatus' explanation was strong enough, or the old farmer also felt that this stalemate was not an option, and the other party had no intention of leaving at all.So, he gritted his teeth and stepped forward to open the door.

bang.

There was another thunder.

A sudden white light illuminated the world outside the door. Under the sky and the wind and rain, a tall figure stood at the door of the old Dondis family. The terrified faces of the old farmer's family were reflected in the golden pupils.

……,……

Year 173, Fourth Era.

night star moon.

Wednesday.

Frontier Collar, Savius ​​Farm.

Old Don Dith was wearing a relatively shabby coat and barefoot, taking care of his Chinese cabbage in the vegetable field. The howling cold wind could hardly extinguish the hope in his heart about life.As he said, the Savius ​​family had been dealing with the fields since they moved to the frontier, as did his father, and so did he.

"Stop, let's eat." His wife's voice came from a distance, dispelling the cold in his heart.

"When I die, the ancestor's banquet can be eaten from dawn to dusk," he shouted.

"You old man, Songard won't open for you! If you don't eat now, you will never eat again." The wife was furious.

Only then did Old Tang Disi stop what he was doing resentfully, wiped his feet indiscriminately, put on his bearskin shoes, and walked back.

"Where's Turka and Little Rojatus? Are you hunting bears again?" Don Dith couldn't help asking, not seeing his son or someone in the room.

His wife served him potato and tomato soup, bear ribs, belladonna and a herring.The familiar scent made the old farmer swallow his saliva.

"Turka said that there were Forsworn in the east. He must go and see if they pose a threat." The wife wiped her hands on the apron and said worriedly.

Dandis paused for a moment.