Chapter 1
The dazzling sunlight shined down on the tree lines floor, the sound of birds singed though out the forest. On the dirt floor, was a dark armored knight with some red glow within the armor crack. The Daedric knight awakens, sitting up. He looked around the charred ground in a daze. There were countless amounts of bodies of dead mortals and dremora soldiers on the ground, none of them moving at all. He wonders to himself before remembered a battle that happens. Remembering the sorcerer that summoned him, run away as his fellow knights fall to the mortal beings of this realm.
He stood up, waiting for a voice of a Daedric prince to speak, but only finding himself only thinking to himself, and nothing else
No voices to guide him, no desire to kill, no anger within himself...
He was all alone
A sound startled him behind him. Quickly turning around, he took out his dark-colored sword, ready to fight whatever is coming, as it was the only thing he was taught to do. As the sound got closer, he gripped his sword tighter. On the burned but brown tree trunk was a small bird.
The Daedric knight lowered his weapon, still keeping his grip on the sword as the small creature hopped his way toward the knight, being curious. The daedric knight holstering his weapon on his side before kneeling down as the bird jumped onto his hand as he lifting his hand up a bit; the bird looked at him before quickly flying off.
Following it, the Daedra started to walk in the same direction where the bird flew. He had been walking for hours as it would have seemed as he admires the beautiful forest around him, looking around the trees lines to the sound of the water running from the river steam.
He was too distracted by the scenery; he didn't notice the gravel and stone pathway he was walking on, only stopping to notice it just now. Looking up toward the front, was a gray cobblestone wall with an upper floor, having tiles roof and wooden fences with ropes connecting to one pole another. There was a large round opening going through the wall with two torches. Walking through it, he found himself in a small town made of wood and stone with hays as the roof of the building.
He only took six steps in the town before hearing sounds of wood being chopped. The Daedra turned left to see a watermill with piles of wooden trunks on one side.
The knight walked over to the noise to see a young girl, perhaps in her teenage age to himself. The girl had short blond hair. She wore a white miner clothing with a brown belt around her hip.
The girl was holding an axe in her hands, lifting it into the air, before she started to fall backward. Until she felt something holding both of her arms, stopping her fall.
"Ugh, Alvor, I can take of my own, you don't have to help" She whined, believing it to be the blacksmith. But as soon as she turned around, she instantly saw a tall armored Daedra, with his eyes, fixed on her.
The lady immediately backed away in fear, completely speechless. The Daedra backed up a few steps before being shoved back into a pile of chopped woods, looking up, he quickly noticed the woman, looking down at him with the Axe in her hand, ready to swing the weapon down into him
"Petra, How are things going over there?" A voice called out
The knight looked to his left to see a blond man with a beard walking toward him. He wore a red shirt with a black apron. A few seconds after seeing the man, the daedric was about to get up before a loud stern voice shouted at him. "Stay down!" The girl shouted
"Petra, what is going on?" The man said, seeing Petra, looking down at the pile of wood, seeing a Daedra knight on the pile of woods. Looking back to Petra, who was about to bring the woodman axe down on the knight
"Petra, Wait stop!" Alvor shouted. "Look at it, it doesn't even look aggressive" he pointed out, Seeing how the Daedra was reacting... confuse and helpless
"It's a Daedric, Alvor. You know how these things are"
"Yes, but even if it was, it would have killed you by now"
The knight attempted to stand up, before falling back down, having one of his feet stuck in a kettle.
Petra sighed in defeat, pulling the cauldron off the daedric before helping him up, much to her pleasure.
"How come it not attacking us, I heard how they attacked the imperial city in Cyrodiil," Petra said
"I don't know Petra, perhaps this one is different," He said. Alvor couched down to eye level with the knight "Who are you?"
The knight didn't say anything, looking away
"Maybe it doesn't have a name, you know how they are," Petra said before looking at the kettle she set aside earlier, "How about Keksis?"
Alvor looked at the young lady with a puzzled look "What? It the first thing I could come up with"
"Kek… sis" The dark knight mumbled, his voice was mainly hollow and dark, but sound almost like a normal human.
"Well then, it's getting late. Petra, you should go get some rest, I'll take… Keksis, to the shack around back" Alvor said
Petra raised a brow at him "Why not your place, there plenty of room in your basement. Besides, you said it yourself, it not dangerous"
"What? No, my wife would be furious with me if I bring a Daedra into the house. My nephew, Hadvar and his friend was an exception, not a daedra" Alvor argued
"All right then, Shack it is. I'll check up on him in the morning for you then" Petra said as he walked away
The shack was pretty small, only having a sleeping bag on the floor and a few crates against the shack wall with a lantern as the only light source in the small building.
The dark knight, now Keksis, lied down on the soft and dirty fur mat, looking up at the night skies through a large crack on the ceiling, thinking to himself as he watched the open dark sky. What is going on, what is his purpose, his destiny? He then remembered the last battle he was in, Killing mortal soldiers he was forced to kill. Forced by the very one he was summoned from. There was nothing for him to do, for now, he can only rest and sleep... and hope for what comes next
Just a head up right now, I don't know much about elder scrolls, only the skyrim series and a little bit of elder scroll online... Just so you know, also I'm not taking the helmet off of Keksis within the story, I'm leaving it on.