Dragonborn from Lord of the Rings

Chapter 276 A Long Night Returning to the Surface
Different from the common spells and genres of the Mages Guild, one of the magics of the Psijic Order on Atayum Island is never shared with outsiders, and that is divination.Despite this (or maybe because of it), Tamriel has never been short of omens and prophecies, some of which are well-founded, others are pure nonsense, and some are too obscure to be verified.In addition, there are still unspoken prophecies, from Elsweyr's Droghizad, to Morrowind's Nerevain, and even the Elder Scrolls themselves.

But sometimes the prophecy is purposefully misleading, as if it were a trap set by Boethia.

—Turiel Neris

*****
The winter night sky is gloomy and starless.The black clouds were churning in the howling wind, and there seemed to be some kind of power hidden in the thick clouds, and the air was full of disturbing breath.

Quaranier raised his head, his sharp eyes could not be concealed by the thick hood.The strong wind makes hail and snow flakes hit the magic robe woven by special magicweave like arrows. The mysterious and amazing spells on it well insulate the cold, so that the 'weak' magician will not be killed by the sky This biting cold freezes the soul and blood in it.

The boots on Quaraniel's feet are made of fine buckskin, complemented by thick fur, which are comfortable and light.Most importantly, the magicians also attached anti-freeze spells to their shoes, so that they would not be frozen when they walked on the frosty, snowy and muddy roads from the sky to their ankles.

In fact, the Psijic Order is still very good to its members, and most of the equipment and spell-casting materials will give enough support within the Order, so even though Quaranier came out in a hurry this time, he and Nirion, Gribroth and the others still prepared the necessary equipment and supplies for their trip.

After all, in Skyrim, if you are not a Nord, protection from cold and frost is the first thing you must do.

But no matter whether it was Quaranier, who was clearly protected by spells, he was still sniffing unaccustomedly. The trembling Nirion couldn't help stomping his feet, stepping on the already deep snow and ice to make it even more muddy. up.

Quaranier stretched out his right hand, and a crystal ice flower fell into his palm.

Legend has it that these beautiful creations belonged to the gift of the storm goddess Kenny {Kena, Jinai, Jinalais} in the local population.This goddess (so they thought) was protector of travelers and sailors, master of sky, elements, and storms.In Skyrim, Jinaras is widely believed to be Lokhan's widow.She missed Lockhan's tears and turned them into raindrops, blown by the storm, or condensed into frost, falling to the ground, nurturing the Nords living here, and making the harvest more abundant in the coming year.

Only a consummate artisan like Quaranier understands that the so-called Goddess' gift is nothing more than the overflow of the earth bones according to the original design of the creators who descended from the Light Realm and finally returned to the Light Realm. A...law phenomenon is the transformation of matter and energy, which represents a kind of nature and balance.

Moreover, Quaranier is a high elf and does not believe in the Holy Spirit in the mouth of humans.The economy, culture, and beliefs of Summerset Isle have very different systems from those of Tamriel.What's more, Quaranier is also a highly skilled spellcaster, a magic master from Atayum Island, a sacred place of secret magic.They are born with a different but novel perspective on the mystical.Never easily think that everything in the world is destined by the gods.But after many days of exhaustion and exhaustion, Qualanier was still a little shaken.

"Quaranier, Quaranier!" Nirion's sharp voice reached Quaranier's ears through the howling wind. "This is very wrong! Did you hear me, we—" Even without turning his head, Quaranier could guess that his companion must be wriggling his fingers uneasily at this time.This is Nirion's habit when he encounters difficulties and questions, and his anxiety always makes him want to destroy something, or be overwhelmed by pressure.Quaranier discovered this when he was studying magic in Seborata.

"Oh?" Quaranier rubbed his fingers, letting the snowflake melt in his palm.

The Nord religion has actually undergone many transformations over the centuries.At first, the beliefs of these humans from Atmora revolved around animal totem worship.These animals—dragon, eagle, she-wolf, snake, moth, owl, whale, bear, and fox—seem to correspond to the Eight Spirits and Lorhan.Later, the status of the dragon rose, and the Dragon Worship Cult was born.During the transfer to Tamriel, or since, the Cult of the Dragon became more malevolent and imposed its will everywhere.Later, the Dragon Wars overthrew the dragons and their priests, but that's another story.

In fact, when the religion, culture, and economy of the Nords themselves led the slave uprising in Alesia (1E242), when they rebelled against the Ayleid Elf Empire that occupied Cyrodiil at that time, the First Nord Empire sent Mo Rehaus led the army to aid, and there was a violent collision and mutual influence when the empire gradually expanded northward after the death of Empress Alessia (1E266).

1E361—About 95 years after the death of Alessia, the Alessian Order became the dominant political factor in the Alessian Empire. Their teachings were implemented in Cyrodiil and throughout northern Tamriel. Maluka's extremely strict teachings were further reinforced.The prophet Maluka claimed to have received Alesia's revelation. He began to question the dominance of the elves and called for the suppression of the elves in the temple of the Eight Holy Spirits.The Ayleid elf nobles in the remaining empire during the Alesia period were also eliminated.

The faith of the Alesia Order was supported by Bogas, the Supreme King of Skyrim. Bogas spread the teachings of the Eight Holy Spirits in Skyrim and banned his own Nord pantheon.The spread of belief in the Alesia Empire also intensified the conflict between the Human Empire and Valen Forest (Valenwood Province). Bogas went to Cyrodil in person, but was assassinated.

As a result, a war broke out between the two sides that lasted for nearly a hundred years, and the Nords of Skyrim and the Nibennai of Cyrodiil declined at the same time.

It is precisely because of this war that the religions, cultures, and economies of both sides have largely assimilated after experiencing a series of tragic wars, negotiations, quarrels, and evolutions.Ultimately, the animal totem gods became the Eight Holy Spirits that the Nords and Imperials roughly worship today—that is, Akatosh, Dibella, Arkay, Zenisar, Mara, Stendel, Gina Rice, Julianos, Shezar.

Of course, the local people still have a slightly different view of them from Cyrodiil in the south, and they call them by different names (that is, Alduin, Dibella, Okai, Sun, Marla, Sturn, Kenny, Junal, Shure).Again and again their temples are adjusted to the needs and desires of their current rulers, unaware that there are limits to what mortals can observe of those great and divine beings.

They are and they are not; they exist and they do not exist, and their mystery and multifacetedness cannot be exhausted even if it takes an entire volume comparable to the Oxford Dictionary.

But none of that is what makes Kwalamier uneasy.Days when the stars in Tamriel are dim and the sun and moon are dark are rare but not impossible.The most recent one was 4e98, when the void night occurred, the double moons in the sky, Secunda and Marcel disappeared at the same time.It wasn't until two years later that the two moons reappeared.

According to Thalmor's claims, they restored the Double Moons and saved the Khajiit (that is, the Khajiit) who were most affected by the Double Moons.So in 115, Elsweer merged into Ancestor Shenzhou in the form of two kingdoms, and the empire once again failed to stop the expansion of Sommer.

But unlike the one that happened suddenly decades ago, tonight the twin moons started out as a cold but reassuring high sky, with silver and a faint red light falling from among the stars, giving people a particularly peaceful feeling .

But soon, a huge dark cloud blocked the moon.

Both Quaranier and Nelion felt very disturbed, as if something terrible was about to happen.The air was filled with restless and chaotic magical atmosphere, and the ground trembled slightly, as if some terrifying demons were lurking underground and were about to come out in full force.The mountains in the distance are like all kinds of twisted shapes in a nightmare, and the sparse cold shrubs in the sky are like devils barking their teeth and claws, which is daunting.

"I can't tell what it is, but everything is too weird." Nelion said, he finally couldn't help but cast a spell - a circle of flames swirled around him rapidly, and the snowflakes falling all over the sky were covered by invisible magic The power blows away - the flame cloak.Quaranier recognized the spell.

A sudden burst of flames lit up the surroundings.It also made Quaranier see the uneasy expression of hesitation on his companion's face. "In other words, Master Thelarus shouldn't have called us up in the coldest month of the year and sent us away from Sepporata to find something in this loathsome ice and snow— —”

During these days, the companions have been complaining, seeming confused and dissatisfied with the purpose of their trip.But Quaranier couldn't help but said: "Nerin, Master Thelarus has never made a mistake! Maybe this will make you feel better. Or you would like to go back and explain to the master in person how you put the secret Abandoned the mission?"

Nelion curled his lips, and there was a hint of dissatisfaction in his fiery red eyes.This made his thin face look more aggressive and sinister.But in the end, the prestige of Master Zhizhi made the Dan Moshu master shut up.

They are all one of the seven mages who accepted the order of the leader of the Eleventh Secret Society, Celarus (the Eleventh Secret Society is the council of the Psijic Order, and its base is in Artayum, so it is also called The Council of Artayum. The group was originally led by Laksis, and then disappeared with the island of Artayum in the Second Era. When it reappeared, many members were missing. More recently, the Conclave was led by Sera the Master of Knowing Russ is the leader. This is an extremely powerful mage. No one knows how old he is, but one thing is certain is that he is proficient in various schools of spells and is a true master of magic. In addition, he is also proficient in divination ).Know the importance and urgency of their trip to the Conclave.

Yes, Quaranier and Nerien were the mysterious people who first sensed and tried to track Turka when Turka came to this world.

Two months have passed, and Quaranier still remembers that when he cast the time-backtracking spell in an attempt to trace back everything that happened at the location predicted by Master Selarus, he found that all he sensed and saw was nothingness.This shocked the mages who participated in the mission at the time.

After the discussion, the seven mages decided to search separately to track down the time and space changes that the archmage said.Among them, Quaranier was assigned to a group with the Dark Elf Mage.

But their clues were so scarce, and the months of running around by Quaranier and his companions proved to be in vain. They never imagined that Turka would actually live in a simple farmer's house. But spacious enough for two months in a barn.The limitations of divination are evident here.All predictions and inductions are an interpretation of the future, but when you look from top to bottom, from left to right, and from left to right, you will find that chaos is born.

The future is never something that develops in a single line, and the strong cannot be seen by the weak.

Some people in the Psijic Order may have sensed (predicted) the coming of the Silver King, but limited to the complex CHIM attribute on Turka, he is destined to be observed by some beings, but cannot be observed by Orbis. The presence of bondage.

And, much to the annoyance of Quaranier.He also had to put up with complaints from his peers.For a moment, he even felt a little sad and self-pitying, thinking that this mission might indeed be a mistake as Nelion said.

Suddenly, Tamriel—at least the bones of the Reach area violently fluctuated, and the magical wind roared and poured wantonly in the sky.Immediately afterwards, a bright beam of light hit a certain place in the west of them heavily in the shocked eyes of Qualanier and the others, and disappeared after a few breaths.

"There's—Marcus!" Quaranier blurted out.Without knowing what, Quaranier suddenly had an intuition that the 'something' they had been looking for for two months might be there! "Of course, what else can it be except Marcus." He shouted excitedly.

Nerien's expression became even more sinister.

In the next moment, the terrifying power of heavenly magic, which was comparable to a powerful forbidden spell, roared past, blowing wind and frost all over the sky, and drowning the two of them.Qualaniel heard the curse of the Dunmer mage behind him.

He couldn't help laughing.

But then, he froze again.Because the flame cloak on the companion was so conspicuous in this astonishing change, through the magical aura on the companion, they quickly found each other.

So, at this moment, Quaranier's mood became complicated and obscure again.

*****
At about the darkest moment before dawn, Turka and his party finally came out of the endless deep tunnel of the Sidana mine.

No one knows how they did it. People—some of the guards and miners who guarded the Hidana mine pit vowed afterwards that they witnessed the earth split in front of them, and several mysterious people ran out from the ground.Some of them wore mail armor, some were bare-handed, some were dark-skinned elves, and there were giants as tall as a half-adult male Nord (here highlighted by most scholars) - crazy Some used picks, iron chains, even stones on the ground and their teeth to fight against the guards holding long swords. The blood from their bodies dripped onto the dry ground, converging into disgusting streams.

"Spider, what happened here!" Nargis, who came out of the shadows first, raised his eyebrows, staring dumbfounded at the crazy scene in front of him.

Both the victor and the victim gasped loudly, like beasts.Their eyes had nothing but anger, and the ground was covered with broken limbs and guards with smashed heads.The torches on the stone wall were crackling and burning, and the erratic shadows were swaying back and forth.

A guard saw the one-eyed assassin, he ignored the broken chest and livid head, and left his opponent who had turned into a corpse—the opponent was only wearing a very thin sackcloth, he looked more like a prisoner—and turned to He rushed over to the new guy.

Nargis let out a sneer.The Assassin didn't know what was happening on the surface while they were deep underground, and he didn't care.He deftly moved to the left, and within a few steps he avoided the attack of this stupid guy full of flaws, and then a dagger appeared in his hand, the sharp edge even reflected the light of the candle.

He swiped his blade from right to left, the dagger delicately and deadly poised to slit the throat of the brash fellow in the uniform of a Markarth guard.But at the last moment, another dagger was slapped on his face.

The power of this blow was beyond his and the other party's imagination. Seeing the other party back up again and again, then fell to the ground powerlessly and lost consciousness, Nargis shook his head hesitantly, stopped the attack, and did not know what he was thinking What.

"They... seem to be attacking indiscriminately." A voice came from behind Nargis.

Then came a second voice.

"Is this also your employer's plan?" The owner of this voice is obviously incredibly charming, his voice is melodious, like a lover's raving, it is fascinating.But when you listen carefully, you will find that the voice is full of daunting majesty, as if the king is scolding his ministers.

"We just received orders to deal with the... targets in the fortress, and the rest is not on the Brotherhood's agenda," said the first voice.The tone seemed fearful and humble.

The owner of the majestic and pleasant voice seemed to be thinking about something, so he didn't speak any more.

Under the gazes of other people who were either shocked, admired, confused, or disgusted, Turka Arakano walked out through the tunnel formed by the spell against the icy cold wind in the sky.

(End of this chapter)