A/N: WELL HELLO THERE! THIS IS A NEW STORY, JUST SOMETHING TO HAVE FUN WITH, AND I HOPE YOU HAVE FUN WITH IT TOO! LEAVE A REVEIW TO LET ME KNOW IF I DID GOOD OR BAD!
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The Dragonborn's Blight Ch.1
"To Keep Evil Forever At Bay"
The world shook as Stava Ice-Breaker and the Tongues battled Alduin before Shor's great hall. The many hero's of Sovngarde stood across the whale bone bridge and watched and sung the Song of the Dragonborn as the greatest battle of all time raged in front of them. Even the mighty Tsun watched with great anticipation to see who the victor would be; the doom driven Dragonborn or the all devouring Alduin.
"Zu'u Alduin! Zu'u unslaad! You cannot defeat me Dovahkiin! I will devour your world and swallow your soul!" Alduin roared before sending a giant jet of flame towards Stava.
But her battle heightened reflexes kicked in, and she dove behind nearby boulder. Stava covered her face with her Dragonbone shield as the flames burst past her and all around the boulder. Her sharp and angular features scrunched tightly from the heat. It was only a few moments until she was beginning to really feel the heat burning her; when she peeked over her shield and through the flames to see Gormlaith charge Alduin.
"FUS ROH DAH!" She shouted. The powerful shout slammed into Alduins side and stunned him slightly. But slightly was enough for the gout of flames to cease and allow Stava to escape from the boulder; and charge Alduin with her sword raised high and her shield up. She brought her Dragonbone sword down hard on Alduin face. But only the smallest of cuts appeared where her blade slashed.
'This is going to be harder than expected.' She thought to herself.
Stava pushed the thought away as she jumped away from Alduin snapping his jaws at her. But Gormlaith finally reached them and slashed her sword across his neck, distracting him from Stava. Alduin seemed to struggle as Hakon joined the fight as well and Felldir was constantly shouting at him.
"It's four against one Alduin! Your tyranny ends here!" She yelled, making the ground shake.
Alduin roared again and began flapping his great wings, knocking them all down with gale force strong wind. As they all hit the ground he took flight and roared out.
"Ofcourse you cannot fight me yourself, Joor! Sahlo alun praag tokaan wah mul! I am Alduin! Firstborn of Akatosh! I will break you!" Alduin roared and swooped down at Stava.
But Stava stood her ground, she had been hoping he would come at her head on. It gave her a clear line of sight to shout him out of the sky.
"JOOR ZAH FRUL!" She shouted. A great blue wave exploded from her lips and sped through the air, slamming into Alduin and surrounding him in a blue aura. His wings faltered and he plummeted from the sky and landed hard on the ground; sending a cloud of dirt and dust all around him.
Stava took her chance and ran to where he landed, she could hear the tongues running behind her. She ran as hard and fast as her legs would allow, her heart raced as adrenaline pumped through her. Stava was half way to him when he brought his head up shaking it somewhat from the rough landing and shouted.
"FUS ROH DAH!" His voice roared. Stava's eyes went wide as she watched the shout race towards her. Instead of panicking though, she waited until the last second and drove her sword into the ground and held on tight with all her strength. The shout reached and rushed past, jarring her but not throwing her like it did the tongues behind her. She didn't spare them a glance though as she stood and continued running to Alduin.
'They're already dead,' She thought. 'Not like they can die again.'
She watched Alduin shake his head again before standing and meeting the icy gaze of Stava. Flaming red stared hatingly into Icy blue. He reared his head back and shouted once more with all the evil strength he had.
"YOL TOOR SHUUUUUL!" He drug out the final word as many dragons do and unleashed a torrent of flames.
Stava quickly brought up her shield to block most of the flames. She stood tall against it, the flames pushing her back slightly. But she reached deep within her and summoned every once of her strength and released pure Nordic fury. With a great roar she pushed forward, each step feeling like a mile. The Song of the Dragonborn reached her ears and fueled on her fighting spirit.
"MUL QAH DIV!" She let loose one last mighty roar as she was surrounded in the golden whisps of the dragon aspect. Nordic Fury combined with Draconic Rage, giving her the strength to take the last few steps; and as soon as Alduin's flames died she shoved her sword through the roof of his mouth. Immediately she felt herself flying through the air for several moments before hitting the ground; she looked up to see Alduin standing up on his hind legs and throwing his head around.
"Zu'u unslaad! Zu'u nis oblaan!" He screamed to the sky. His body lighting up as his scales exploded from his body, leaving him bare and pale. Stava stood and watched as his skin turned black and he started to turn to ash and dust.
"I will have vengeance Dovahkiin!" He roared before giving one final thrash as his body completely disintegrated and Stava's sword fell and stuck in the ground.
An eerie and ominous air set surrounded Stava as those last words set in. A chill ran down her spine as she contemplated the implications of Alduin's dying words. But pushed those thoughts aside when she realized something.
"His dying words." She said quietly.
She stood there for a moment, silent, trying absorb the situation. She had done it. She had killed Alduin, the World Eater; the dragon she had been hunting for 2 and half years. She was also confused though, why hadn't she absorbed his soul? She processed all this as she slowly walked toward her sword. When Stava pulled it from the ground, she found that the bone blade was now pitch black; just another thing to confuse her.
"Well it'll certainly be intimidating." She murmured to herself.
She sheathed her sword and drew a deep breath. Turning around she was greeted by the sight of Felldir, Gormlaith and Hakon standing before her with proud faces and wide smiles.
"You did it! You defeated Alduin!" Gormlaith exclaimed, pumping her fist in the air.
"You have succeeded where we failed, you are a true warrior." Hakon lamented with a bow of his head.
"Our ancient reprieve for Alduin has finally been repaid, and the long night has ended!" Felldir yelled.
Stava smiled at the joy the three held, flipping back her pitch black hair she let out a hearty laugh with the three ancient hero's. It finally sunk in, she had slain Alduin. After the many trials she had faced she had finally done it. Defeating Harkon and retrieving Auriels Bow. Traveling through Apocrypha and battling Miraak. Becoming Harbringer of the companions and journeying all across Skyrim. All of it led to her final confrontation against Alduin.
Her nostalgia ended though as Tsun stepped up to her. Even at her height of 5'11" Tsun towered over her. The hulking giant of man held a light smile on his face.
"That was a mighty deed! The doom of Alduin encompassed at last, and cleansed is Sovengarde of his evil snare. They will sing of this battle in Shor's hall forever and all of time. But your fate lies elsewhere friend. When you have completed your count of days, I may welcome you again with glad friendship. And bid you join the blessed feast." He said happily while clapping a giant hand on her shoulder.
"When that day comes I will be more than happy call Sovngarde my home. Will I have to defeat you again?" She said with a smile and the two laughed lightly.
"All hail the Dragonborn! All hail her glory!" All the hero's of Sovngarde yelled out.
Stava felt immense pride swell within her at the praise. She had never felt more alive than she did at that moment. All her trials and battles culminated to this very event, her destiny was complete and Tamriel was saved from Alduin's raging hunger.
'They'll sing of my glory in every tavern and hall from Solitude to Riften.' She thought with a smirk.
"Dragonborn." Tsun said, breaking her from her reverie a second time. "Whenever you are ready to rejoin the living, just bid me so and I shall send you back. But first take these words with you, a boon from Shor; so that no matter where you are, Glory will answer thine call." He said in his deep baritone.
Blue and gold and orange wisps surrounded Tsun and then traveled to Stava. She closed her eyes and focused on the knowledge and understanding of the words.
"Hun kaal zoor." She whispered, feeling the power of the words and taking in their meaning.
She opened her eyes and looked up to see Tsun furrowing his brow and looking off into the distance. Stava was confused for not even a minute ago the God smiling.
"Tsun?" She asked. "What is wrong? Why are you no longer merry as you were?" Mild concern filling her voice.
He suddenly snapped his back back to her, staring her down unblinking.
"I have been shown a vision, a tragedy is afoot. Another mortal plane stands on the precipice of doom. Dragonborn, you are mightiest of warriors and thus it is you who must go and save it, lest it be swallowed whole by a Blight." He said quickly and seriously.
Now it was Stava's turn to furrow her brow, only in her case, in confusion.
"Another mortal plane? A blight? Me go and save it?!" She yelled out loud, not even bothering to complain in her head.
Tsun nodded his head in affirmation. "Yes. There is no time to waste. Ready yourself Dragonborn, there will be new challenges even you will find daunting."
Stava at this point was waving her hands back and forth in front of her, trying to slow the situation down.
"Woah woah woah Tsun! What are you even talking about?!" She asked almost distraught, backing away slightly.
"Go now Dragonborn, and be the savior of these forgotten people's. NAHL DAAL VUS!"
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Stava saw the world go dark around her and began to feel the most bizarre sensations. She felt like her whole body was being squeezed into a pipe no bigger than her fist. She couldn't breathe but it was like she didn't need to, like she didn't have lungs. Her whole body was being torn apart and put back together a hundred times over. Weightlessness took over her senses for what felt like centuries; before suddenly it all came to a halt and she felt herself land on something hard and soft. She slowly shook her and propped herself up on her elbows and looked around her. She was surrounded by tree's on all sides and it looked as though it was dawn.
She rested her head on her hand and groaned.
"Kolos ko taazokaan los Zu'u?"
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The crisp cold of the morning air made Aeden Cousland shiver as his horse galloped through the wilderness. In front of him his father lead the way and to his right, his brother. He squinted his brown eyes as the low sun began peering through the trees and caught in them. He brought his hand down his face and felt dew in his goatee and mustache. He groaned heavily from his tiredness.
"Could someone remind me why we're up so early and riding around in the cold again?" He asked out, not really caring who answered.
"Because it has been months since we last had a morning ride through the lands. And because you have been quite lazy in the mornings as of late pup." Aeden's father Bryce said in his fatherly way from the front.
Aeden's brother Fergus laughed before joining in the conversation.
"Yes little brother you have been very lazy lately, one could even suspect you of being possessed by a demon of sloth." Fergus said chuckling.
"Oh hardy har har. I'll have you know dearest father and brother, that I am so "lazy" in the morning because I am up all night practicing my swordsmanship and honing my abilities; so that I may be the greatest swordsman of all.." He said pointedly.
They were silent for a moment before all three started laughing together. If Aeden were to be honest, he loved being out with his brother and father. There wasn't much time nowadays for family time, what with preparations for what could be a Blight. A Blight. Aeden never thought once in his life that one would happen. He wasn't very religious but he found himself praying each day that it wasn't a true Blight.
As all these thoughts went through his mind, he found himself focusing on something moving around in some nearby trees and bushes up ahead. He gently pulled on the reins of his horse to slow down to a trot. He looked closely to the trees, trying to see whatever it was. It came as a surprise to him when out of the woods came a women. The single most beautiful women Aeden had ever seen; her face though it was scrunched in pain, was angular and sharp. Her skin was pale as snow and she had raven hair coming down to her shoulders with several braids framing her face.
And her eyes. They were ice blue and held a sort of power behind them. But then he looked down and his eyes widened at what she was wearing. The women wore armour like he had never seen before, there were spikes all over it and it seemed to be made from scales of some sort.
"Umm, hello? Who are you and why are you here in Highever?" Aeden said, hoping to get an answer of who this mysterious stranger was.
The woman looked up and walked forward shakily, almost as if she were drunk. Her face, while still in pain, seemed somewhat relieved for a moment.
"Ahnok? Vis aanwo hiif?" The woman said.
Aeden raised a confused eyebrow at that.
"I'm sorry I don't understand what your saying." He then turned his head and yelled out. "Father! Fergus! Come here!"
He watched them slow down and turn their heads, as soon as they saw the other person they immediately turned around came to him. Knowing that they were on their way, Aeden climbed down from his horse and slowly stepped toward the strange women.
"Can you understand me?" He asked carefully.
The women must have, for she nodded her head slowly.
"Druv los tinvaak dovahzul? Tsun! Zu'u vaat Zu'u fen luv hi oraan!" She said looking up the sky angrily.
"Umm." Aeden had no clue whatsoever as to what was going on. In all his studies he had never heard language like the one she was speaking. He continued to watch the women yell at the sky angrily when his father and Fergus reached them. They stood there with him for a moment, staring at the armor the woman wore and listening to her strange language.
"Zu'u kaat Zu'u fen dahmaan daar! Zu'u nunon viik Alduin ahrk hi fen ni orin vos zey vervisk hi avok naram, grud klus fuskah!" She continued to rant as she began pacing back and forth.
At this point Bryce cleared his voice and stepped up to the woman, catching her attention. Her eyes stared daggers into him, but to his credit he didn't flinch nor stand down.
"I do not know why you are upset, nor do I truly care at the moment. You are in Highever and I am the Teryn of this land. Who are you? And do you need help?" He asked with genuine care.
"Zu'u Dovakiin, fuskah!" She yelled angrily, stepping up in his face.
Aeden and Fergus both drew their swords at that. The woman smirked ever so slightly.
"Ris hin zahkrii hond! Zu'u los dovakiin! Dii zul fen gunaar hi!" She shouted, Aeden could have sworn that he felt some sort of tremor as they were said. They stared hard at each other, the tension thick in the air. The woman looked as though she was going to say something before putting her hand to her forehead, yelling out in pain and promptly falling forward into Bryce's arm's and passing out. They all shared a look again before Fergus began laughing hysterically.
"Oh brother you certainly do know how to pick a women. I'll be honest I prefer her to that women from Denerim, the one you were so head over heels for when you were 18. Remember her? The really short one that had a thing about dirt being anywhere near her?" He said laughing still.
Aeden just rolled his eyes and went to take the woman from his father, who was still holding her up. His father handed her off to him gently. Aeden almost dropped her, her armour much heavier than it looked.
"Well that was certainly interesting." Bryce said plainly.
"Maker, what is this armour made of?." He grunted.
Bryce then leaned forward and gave the armour a close inspection.
"Looks to be fashioned out of scales of some sort. Hmm, questions for later though. Come you two, let's get her back to the keep and put her under the care of the healers." He said moving to his horse.
"Yes, wouldn't want to leave Aeden's new romantic interest out in the woods now would we? Hahaha." He laughed heartedly.
Aeden groaned at the comment but mostly ignored it. He hefted the woman into the saddle of his horse and climbed on behind her. His father and Fergus mounted theirs as well; and as they rode off to the keep Aeden could not shake the feeling that the women he held in front of him was somehow incredibly important.
"Don't you think it's a bit early in your relationship to be holding each other like that?" Fergus yelled over to him.
"By the maker would you shut up?!" Aeden yelled back.