In Proudspire Manor, Nisfar is playing a familiar, low-resolution video game on Drake's computer in his bedroom. "Hey, Nisfar. What are you doing?" Drake's voice projected from his mine-reading telepathy circlet as he enters the room. "I'm playing one of your video games; The Elder Scrolls III: Morrowind. It follows my adventures as the Nerevarine. It's so accurate it even has the Blade spies from Vvardenfell. I miss them so much." Nisfar replied. "Don't get too attached. How far have you gone?" asked Drake. "I just talked with the Balmora Blades. I spent thirty minutes making my character look like Me." Nisfar answered.

"That's nothing. I spent two hours making my character in The Elder Scrolls Online. One time, I found Trueflame while fishing in Stonefalls; it's a rare item in the game." Drake boasted. "How did it end up there?" Nisfar asked. "Sometimes Ze'niMax put stuff in their games while ignoring the history to be funny. You wanna do anything interesting today?" Drake asked. "What are you planning?" Nisfar asked. "You've been staying with me for a while now, you need some new digs." Drake replied.

"Digs?" Nisfar questioned, confused. "We're going shopping." Drake corrected. They arrive at a thrift shop on the outer edge of Solitude. "Welcome to Lost and Found; if you can't find it here it's probably lost." Drake said as they enter the automatic doors of the shop. "What can you find here?" Nisfar asked.

"Absolutely anything that's used, old, weird, or all of those blended into one. I got this cool aviation jacket from the Fourth Great War here. It was my grandad's clothes; he was a friend of the owner. Cool, right?" Drake replied as he pointed to his jacket. "What are we looking for?" Nisfar asked. "How much money do you have?" asked Drake. "About five-hundred Septims, we can get clothes or something." Nisfar suggested. "We can get so much more. We can get a cool lamp for you, or maybe a slaughterfish wall trophy. What's that you're holding?" Drake asked as he pointed to taxidermy Nisfar held.

"It looks like a stuffed bantam guar." Nisfar answered. "Let's ignore that and look for less-weirder stuff." Drake suggested. They browse the shop and find interesting items and trinkets before going to checkout. "We got a blazer, various jeans, crazy hats, and even an Elder Scroll lamp. I'd say it was a good day today." Drake listed as he held two shopping bags while exiting the store.

"I bought what you call a board game." Nisfar as he showed Drake a box with fantasy illustrations. "That's the nineteen-eighty-seven edition of Battle of Heroes, It's pretty rare to find. When did you get that?" Drake asked. "I got it last-minute before we left. Let's play it when we get back." Nisfar suggested. They return to Proudspire Manor and they immediately open the box on the coffee table. "I already know how to play… and it's boring. We'll use these cards with new rules: we battle each other with the cards according to their strength." Drake said.

They were about to play when the doorbell rang. "I'll get it." Drake said. He opens the door to see a Breton with messy, brown hair. "Y-you're… Todd Howard! What are you doing here?" Drake asked. "Mr. Dragon-Bane, you are invited to play the alpha of The Elder Scrolls IV at Bruma Game Studios in Imperial City." the Breton said in a young-sounding voice betraying his age.

"Me? Invited? Can I bring a friend?" Drake asked excitedly. "The more the merrier." Todd answered before Drake turns around and uses his iPear. "Immok, we're invited to Bruma Game Studios to test TES IV!" Drake texted rapidly. "Really, because I'm right at your house." Immok, Drake's Nord crewmate with a cheek tattoo, said as he walked behind Todd. "Hey Nisfar, we're going to Imperial City!" a scream intensified from the circlet.

They enter a black Limousine and drivewest. "When's release?" asked Drake. "You'll see." said Todd. They arrive at a museum in The Reach. "Wait, this isn't Imperial City." Immok said.

"No, this is Cloud Ruler Museum." Todd said. "Why are we here?" Nisfar asked. "The Blades need you, Dragonborn." Todd said. "Oh no, you didn't think I know how this goes? You people used my great-great grandfather for your own needs. I've already been immersed in The Way of the Voice." Drake said. "We didn't need to look for the Dragonborn in particular. You were needed according to intel." said Todd.

"Hey, isn't that Sheogorath's vehicle outside?" Nisfar wondered as he looked out his wondow. The driver turns around and reveals to be Sheogorath wearing a black chauffer hat. "Hello!" he greeted. "I'll explain once we get in." Todd said as they exit the limousine and enter the museum. They enter the temple and are surrounded by display cases of artefacts from Skyrim to Akavir.

"As you all know, Cloud Ruler Museum used to be an old Blades headquarters. Under this building are hundreds of miles of Blades facilities." Todd explained. "What kinds of facilities?" Immok asked. "We have several surveillance divisions, training areas, everything a covert ops organization needs." Todd explained. They eventually enter a room with an ancient sculpted wall depicting events; Alduin's Wall, and a long table, Daphne, a middle-aged Breton woman and Blades Grandmaster, and a middle-aged Redguard in military fatigues sitting on opposite sides. "Colonel Frank Owlin. You are with the Blades?" Drake asked the Redguard.

"Dragon-Bane. Yes, I have been for a while. James told me to say hi to you next we meet. So, hi." the Redguard greeted emotionlessly. "Colonel, what are you doing here?" Immok asked. "I'm head of the military branch of the Blades and their ambassador to the Empire Government. I can't tell you more; that is classified information." Colonel Owlin explained, once again without emotion. "Yes, that's quite enough information. Everyone, please take a seat." Todd offered. Drake, Immok, Nisfar, and Sheogorath sit on four seats facing Alduin's wall.

To be continued…