Disclaimer: I do not own the elder scrolls, or any of the other characters in this story that belong to Bethesda. But I did create some of my own characters for the story.
Authors Note:
There will be some awesome mods in this and some items and ideas that I have invented for this story. A list of my favourite mods that I'll be using in each chapter, along with their creators' names, will be added throughout the story, disclaimers included.
Right, okay, this is awesome. I've wanted to write a Skyrim story for quite a while now. I've included a note at the end of this story, so without further ado, on with the story.
Prologue – The Prophecy of that which is yet to come
Three sons of destiny endowed walked the path of fate
Bound by ancient forces of the birthing of the world
The mourning teacher, the raggedy boy and golden eyed betrayer
Bound together by fate heretofore written
Long ago the mourning teacher when he was just a lad
Did journey with his friends to battleground of yore
Where once the Dragon Cult did practise their ghastly deeds
His friends and trusted companions fell one by one
To dangers of that ancient place as they pursued their quest
In grief the lad did bound the evil so it would not escape
Although the way was hard and with it broke his heart
He bound the evil with the souls of those he loved the most
Yet this was just the first great sorrow of the journey of the three.
Many years past this time the lad became a man
the man became the Arch-Mage of the College in the icy lands
A great teacher of many just like his once was to him
In this time a golden elf of Summerset did grace the college hence
Little did the teacher know of the truth within the elf
Then one cold day a boy of the Marsh of which great destiny did speak
Clothed but in rusty amour and worn old furs caked in snow and ice
Did journey to the College to learn the ways of craft and spell
And so it was the lad did meet the teacher and the elf
Yet did not know of the ties with which they all were bound
Soon it was the wheels of destiny did roll
As he and three friends did journey to a tomb of Nordic tears
In this place of tragedy the snow elves wrought long past
Was buried a most mysterious orb the Gods left in ancient times
Twas yclept the Eye of Magnus
They took the orb forthwith to the College to discover the mystery it held
And learned that a great danger soon would reveal itself to all
Yet although it seemed a dark future a glimpse of hope yet burned
A mysterious staff spoken of in whispers
The mythical staff of Magnus.
Many a path the lad did tread to learn the truth of old
And all throughout the eyes of the elf did watch him with intent
After many a quest the lad returned to tell of what he'd found
But the elf had seen and tried to take the power for his own
The Arch-Mage tried to stop the elf
But then he met his bane
The high elf cut him down were he stood
He summoned a wall of magic that could not be broken
Then the Lad did journey to where the last hope was
The mythical staff that rested in the battleground of yore
And deep within that place of old were the Arch-Mage once stood tall
He faced that ancient evil that once the Arch-Mage fought
The battle was long and hard yet the lad did stand his ground
And struck down the evil with sword and spell, retrieving the staff from him
Back to the College he returned with staff and sword in hand
The staff brought down the barrier, the traitor was revealed
The elf cried of his power great, stolen from the Eye
The power to reshape even Nirn at his fingertips
He would destroy all who opposed him
No one could threaten what he now was
This did not dissuade the Lad and battle did ensue
The elf in his madness opened the Eye of Magnus
Battle ensues with Eye and Staff
Battle ensues with lightning and sword
Battle ensues with flesh and magic
Things unknown leave the Eye of Magnus
The elf is undone, he is turned to nought
The Eye, closed by the lad, is taken by the Psijik Monks.
Many years pass, many deeds done
But all that was, shall be as naught
For soon many trials shall arise, many tests shall be faced and many dangers must be overcome
For things and events are in motion like the gears of fate and time
Soon it shall be, soon it will be, and when the time is right
Will those who fight, stand or fall?
What will be
When?
The End…?
Authors Note:
Right, I hope you enjoyed that little thing, but I've never ever written anything in this particular style before. Totally new world of literature that I've never trodden before, so if you don't like it please don't troll or flame please.
This story is something that I've been planning and putting quiet a lot of thought into, and I hope it all works out well; I guess we'll just cross that bridge when we come to it right? And I am most certainly not going to be leaking any spoilers about it, I hate spoilers, they're no fun at all.
But I will say that there won't be many long chapters in it, it's all part of the plan, an experiment in short writing, if you will. So, for now goodbye and goodnight my dear friends and fellow readers/writers; pleasant dreams.