Dova stared out unto the world as Alduin consumed it. His successor failed to stop the beast and do to some ancient law he couldn't intervene what he could do was acquire the souls of the dragons that followed him after he defeated Alduin. He could feel Odaviing and Paarthurnax inside of him adjusting to him.
As he watched the great alliance hopeless counter-attack. He felt another presence enter his quarters. He turned to face Tsun the guardian of Sovngarde. He was dressed in all white armor ready to for his final stand. He along with all the other warriors of Sovngarde.
"Lord Akotosh request your presence Dovakiin." He said as Dova walked out his room and followed behind Tsun. It was a long walk to the Divine Temple. Tsun pushed open the great oak door and stood aside to let Dova pass. He bowed his head as he stood in front of the Divine Beings. As he knelt he felt the presence of his patrons the Daedric Lords.
The Aedra and Deadra! Alduin forces must be laying to Oblivion. He must be laying waste to the entire plane. The old dragon infer.
It is his destiny Parthurnax as well as his nature. Odaviing responded.
"My lords." He said. "You've someone me."
"You do know that this world is over Dova?" Said Akotosh as Dova nod his head. "Alduin and his lieutenants hunger will be satisfied once they've consumed everything of this world. They will go into a long sleep until awoken by some unforeseen force."
"Unforeseen force."Dova uttered. "Does this mean you'll be..."
"Magnus has begun to create a new world." Akotosh stated. "It'll be there where Alduin will be defeated once and for all but even you can't do it alone." With that Dova saw a sight that made him sick. There his successor stood. The Orc was had multiple scars covering his green muscled flesh. His white hair was tied into a neat braid coming down to his back a testament to his undefeated streak among his people.
"I see." Dova responded with disgust. He watched as flash of light and a portal opened up. "Will I have my abilities once I enter this portal."
"Your memories of this world will be erased but your skills will come as naturally as breathing." Hircine piped up. "Consider it a parting gift from your Daedric Patrons."
Dova almost smiled. He stood from his kneeling position and walked to the portal with his successor trailing behind him. Before Dova step through he turned upon the Orc.
"I may lose everything about this world but I will bring punishment for your failures here." Dova said as he stepped through. The pain was blinding as he felt his body being destroyed and the memories of his time in Nirn slowly slipped away from him. He could hear the dragons within him screaming in agony as well. He closed his eyes from the pain and suddenly it was gone.
Upon opening them he found himself alone in a room unaware of who he was or the great destiny that lie before him.
As the years passed and Samir grew he stood out as a prodigy. A master of the sword, a excellent black-smith, and unknown to everyone a master of forgotten magics.
Nothing short a prodigy. Yet people considered him...off. Due to the fact he talked to the 'dragons' inside of him at first they considered it to be apart of his wild imagination. The imagination that 'created' Talos, the companions of Ysgramor and The Great War between Mede Empire and Aldemerri Dominion. But as years progress it became apparent that something was wrong in Samir. A local mage known as Wynne was brought to Samir. The effect of this meeting resulted in heavy medication that quieted the dragons within him, until Arl Howes treachery...
AN: Sorry for not posting in the right place but I don't considered it to be a cross over but this will be the prolouge of my Legend of Samir. So yeah.
Also a description of my Warden/DB. Half Red Guard/ Half Nord. Light skin with dreadlocks in a pony-tail. Has a scar over his left-eye and is blind in that eye.
I'm back. So is Samir.