Scrolls of Madagascar 'trailer'
" For a millennia i was locked away in time seething in my own hatred, waiting or a chance to escape the pathetic mortals the arrogance of their ways. Time however has eluded me and changed, strange visions of four animals quite peculiar in nature kept flashing in my dreams. Hmph, no matter they'll be destroyed whoever they are, no one can escape me, no one can escape the world-eater."
The illuminating low o the aurora borealis lit up the peaceful night sky of Skyrim, both masser and sacunda the two moons of Nirn hung over the province watching over the populace below. Down below five figures encircled the now forming campfire that's keeping the occupants warm during the night, one of the figures began construction on a large tent either it or one or for all.
"It's beautiful, you don't see something like this in new York" a mesmerized Gloria spoke in wonder to her friends, who are also mesmerized by the lights.
"The wild surely has its wonders" Marty smiled, replying to Glorias comment.
A sigh escaped from Alex "true, but it's not New York" his depressed tone reminded them of the city they grew up in, all until a few days ago.
Marty's expression turned glum, he knew Alex wanted to return home and reminded his friends the one quote he resided days ago, 'it doesn't matter where we are. As long as we're together it doesn't matter to me'. Though true it didn't, it also reminded him that if they do return home then they'll be trapped again, Alex will return to his fans, Gloria her pool, Melman his medication, and him, his mural of the wild.
The zebra's glum look was unfortunately caught by Gloria, "Marty, are you okay?" the hippos worried question caught the attention of Alex who now just noticed it.
The monochromatic steed cracked fake smile "i'm okay-" he looked over towards the dragonborn "-i'll-i'll be right back" he excused himself walking over towards the nord and gave a quiet sigh.
"Are you okay Marty?-" the nord asked in his Celtic accent "-is something bothering you?" the dragonborn didn't look back, for he was too busy setting up his tent and driving a wooden stake into the ground.
Marty shook his head he didn't know how to him or his friends that he didn't want to go back to new York, so he started with subtlety " Ralek, have you, have you ever made a decision that could change your life or affect it?" Marty's question caught the nord off guard making stop to think.
"I have, in fact it was about a week ago i decided to return to Skyrim-", the nord explained simply to the zebra, soon asking "-why do you ask?" the humans response made Marty nervous, he sighed.
"I don't want to go back to new York" he put it sorrowfully, knowing it would be a huge back-stab to Alex and the rest of his friends.
The nord looked back at the zebra and saw the pained look in his eyes, though he didn't know what this New York is the zebra was clearly desperate for help. The nord sighed 'this New York seems to be a bad place, to Marty why is he deciding now?'. Sadly however he couldn't make the equines decision it wasn't for him to decide only for his friends, and he could clearly see in the zebras eyes he didn't want to hurt them.
I don't own the rights, Madagascar belongs to Dreamworks, The Elder Scrolls series belongs to Bethesda.