Prologue:
3 of the 16 Accords of Madness have been recorded and revealed to mortal eyes. But there are 13 other Accords to be noted.
Volume I:
It came one day that the Prince of Plots, Boethiah, received a visit from her brother the Mad Prince, Sheogorath. Boethiah received him within her throne room in all her might and power, "Why do you come, Mad One?"
Sheogorath bowed in response, "I come only to look upon your greatness, for I have heard tell of a variety of your servant who is both grotesque and powerful that I have a wish to see for myself."
Boethiah raised her chin with pride, "Indeed, I have such a servant. Behold." And Boethiah brought forth a creature of great emaciation. Its every bone outlined beneath the skin, claws sharp and grasping, its toothy maw perpetually opened wide with a seeking tongue that licked at the air in search of its next meal. To further show the power of her favored servants, Boethiah brought forth a number of formidable creatures. The Hunger, of which she was so proud, fell upon them, killing and devouring them whole yet not an inch did it add to the withered body.
But Sheogorath proved difficult to impress, "Are you certain this is the creature you most favor? It does not see as fearsome as I might have expected."
Boethiah frowned, "Perhaps it is not in best form now. Come back in a week's time and you shall see it greater still." The Mad Prince accepted and departed for his realm.
For the week that followed, Boethiah kept her precious servant caged and contained, allowing it not a bite to eat. The Hunger became more vicious, snapping at any living thing that drew near. And when a week had passed the Mad God returned and Boethiah showed her servant to him once again.
Sheogorath looked and shook his head, "I see no difference. Come, sister, show me the true prize among your servants."
Boethiah became incensed, for she had cultivated the beast with her own hand, "Return in two weeks, then my Hunger shall prove unequaled." Again the Mad Prince accepted and left Boethiah's realm. For another two weeks, Boethiah further starved her precious Hunger. The creature turned mad with the deprivation and flung itself against the cage that held it, bending the bars in its attempts to feed on the flesh within its view, to the point that none in the realm but Boethiah would dare enter even the chamber where the Hunger was kept. Truly a terrible and fearsome creature to behold.
But Sheogorath returned and said again, "This cannot be your terrible favored." Boethiah railed, for she could not understand how such a demonic creature could inspire anything less than awe, even from the Mad One. Sheogorath offered, "Please, dear sister, I have distressed you. Allow me to take the thing. Perhaps an outside effort can discover what you have missed." Boethiah was angry she might be accused of inadequacy, but she wished her creature to be truly fearsome and so permitted him to take the Hunger from her realm.
Three weeks following, the Mad God played host to his sister in his own realm. She entered his throne room and witnessed the Hunger he had taken, sitting peacefully at Sheogorath's feet with its head upon his knee. Boethiah was outraged that her fearsome servant would be turned into a glorified pet. "Mad One, what have you done to my Hunger?" she demanded.
Sheogorath bid her take a seat beside him, "Come, my sister. Dine with me and I shall not be long in telling you."
Boethiah was enraged but knew herself in the Mad God's realm and did as she was bidden. The two sat and talked, Sheogorath with a smile and Boethiah with a glower. Then, in an instant, the Hunger's demeanor changed. The calm vanished and it leapt to its feet, tongue flicking and eyes seeking. An utterly changed creature. The daedra guards fell back to defend, the mortal servants vanished screaming in fear. The Hunger took off with maw open wide in desperate search of a living thing to consume.
Boethiah admitted she had never seen such bloody intent from her Hungers before, "What did you do to it?"
Sheogorath smiled, "Why, sister, I fed it. Quite regularly. But only ever living things for which it was forced to search before consuming. Now, when it is hungry, no living thing creature is safe." Boethiah bowed before the wisdom of the mad and ever after allowed the Hungers to wander Sheogorath's realm freely.
I came up with this story, wrote it, and posted it within a few hours. Let me know how it turned out.
The question I asked before writing this: If the Hunger is a servant of Boethiah, why is it found in the Shivering Isles?