And there she stood panting heavily as blood was dripping from the gash across her cheek, the blade that Miraak had wielded had without doubt been poisoned hence the stinging she could feel inside and around the gash. But it was all worth it! She thought as she was sheathing her ebony blade, she started walking towards the strange black pool, towards Hermaeus Mora and towards the dangling body that belonged to none other then Miraak himself, Hermaeus Mora dropped his body in front of the black oily pool "finally I have two Dragonborns trapped in my realm serving me"
Miraak fell on his knees as he was released forcing his fist in to the ground to try and steady himself "no…no longer shall I be trapped here serving you" Miraak hissed through clenched teeth "Dragonborn…kill him and take his place as my champion" the Dragonborn didn't grab her blade as she walked towards the now barely standing Miraak "yes…kill him and serve me just as he did" Was this the right thing to do? She thought as she stared in to his golden mask, no…after what he had done he deserved this!
The Dragonborn looked up at the strange oily tentacle eye that was hovering in mid air "First!" she almost roared clenching her fist "give me the power that Miraak wields and leave him with only his shouts all except Bend Will!" it was quiet for a moment only the sound of Miraak's heavy breathing and the Dragonborn's heart racing in her chest was heard "very well Dragonborn, I leave him with no dragon souls and he wields only the power he did as a mortal" Suddenly Miraak yelled in pure agony as all the dragon souls he had collected were torn from his body and sliding through the air and in to her, for a moment it was as if waves and waves of pure pleasure drove straight in to every cell in her body and she couldn't help but let out a quiet moan before grasping her hand over her mouth glancing up at Hermaeus Mora just to see that he hadn't noticed anything but then again he wasn't the only one there and just as she spread her lips letting out a calm sigh she could hear how Miraak was snickering behind his mask "Geh du dii smoliin, mal dov" Miraak said in a low voice that made her whole body shudder leaving a strange sensation,theDragonborn could feel how her cheeks grew a light pink but pushed the feeling aside.
"it is done, the mighty Miraak is no more then a weak mortal and his powers now grow within the last Dragonborn" you could hear the enjoyment in his voice as he spoke to Miraak just to see if he could draw out any more rage out of him "so if I now choose to leave all I have to do is read the black book right?" "yes after you have slain Miraak you are free to roam Tamriel again, as my champion" "there is something I would ask of you, Hermaeus" "and what…might that be?" "I have gained Miraaks powers as you asked of me, i am now your champion but I wish not to kill him" Miraak looked up at her his expression hidden behind the golden mask but the way he tilted his head only showed that he was confused "Vik hi! do not play games Dragonborn" Miraak hissed "I wish to bring him with me, back to Tamriel" Miraak stiffened, 'she wants to bring me back…why?!" he thought as he grew frustrated not knowing what the other Dragonborn was planning "why?" Hermaeus almost growled in a low voice "I wish for him to follow me, to do as I say" she turned her head now looking straight at Miraak "to be forced to live as a mortal, to feel how real pain feels and to see what he has done to this land but mostly….to show him who really has the soul of a Dovah I want him to suffer everyday knowing that I the last Dragonborn is more powerful then him hence I…..won" the wolfish smirk on her face as she leaned down a bit getting as close as possible to him grew and you could see her canines "you are weak Miraak, Zu'u mahn…hi los pah ungol!" Miraak only sat there on his knees staring back at her face, speechless until his rage had been fueled enough "Dur hin sahkren! FUS-" "GOL-HAH-DOV" "you use my own shout against me? Is that how low you have sunk Dovahkiin" "well? What is your answer…..Master?" Hermaeus laughs lightly "I will enjoy observing you torture him, as you wish Dragonborn he is yours" She nods as she walks up to the black book in the center of the platform "heh….DOG! come here" she said enjoying every bit of him as he walks up to her and just stands there, knowing how much he is suffering just makes her want to continue but she doesn't she knows that there will be plenty of time for that, she unwillingly grabs on to his arm and opens the book closing her eyes as the tentacles grab on to both her and Miraak.
She wakes up laying in a bed inside one of the Skaal buildings, the same one she had been in when opening the book and traveling to Hermaeus realm, before anything she drops the book on the floor inhaling new fresh cold air in to her seemingly dry lungs. It was nice, being in his realm made it feel as if everything in your body dries up, she could only assume that is the feeling of not having any mortal needs such as eating and drinking. The Dragonborn looked down on the floor only to be meet with the sigh of Miraak slowly getting up "oh no…I have further plans for you, you need not to wake yet" she says as she rams her foot off the back of his head GODS! That was nice she had wanted to do that for a very long time.
When he once again woke up Miraak was laying in a bed with a neat pillow and cover "the shout has worn off i see…I trust I will not have to do it again and that you will stay calm to hear what I have to say" he didn't as much as grunt towards her but it mattered little "you are in an inn right now, in one of the cities of skyrim. I have rented this room for a day whether you stay or not I care little of, you will now see how it is to live as a weak mortal! To have nothing! You will suffer and you will realized what you have done to the people of Tamriel!"
he now looked at her still a bit dizzy from the kick but he could make sense of what she said "when you wake up, when you realize what you have done and when you are ready to redeem yourself….i will come and get you so that you can join me in saving Tamriel from the mess you have made-" she cut of the sentence as if she had just heard someone call her name "it is time that I leave, remember! There is only one Dragonborn; me! And if I notice you starting to hunt down dragons or so much as get close to one I will trap you In the soul cairn until you get on your hands and knees and beg for my forgiveness"
Suddenly a worried voice woke her up and her eyes grew wide "my thane! Are you alright!?" Lydia held her hands steady on the Dragonborns shoulders after she had literately shook her awake "that dream again.." Lydia frowned as she let go of her Patrons shoulders "you must have had another one of those...nightmares, you woke me up and i thought you were in a real fight"
"My apologize for waking you Lydia, please go back to bed...i need to go for a moon light walk" Lydia backed up and grabbed on to some clothes "here you are thane...but are you sure you don't want me to watch your back?" the Dragonborn smiled at her housecarl waving her off "I'm sure, do not worry Lydia i- I just need some time alone to…think." "I understand my thane, I shall stay here awaiting your arrival but please do not wander too far" a light frown was placed on the Dragonborn and she grabbed on to the clothes Lydia had given her "I am not some child you need to attend to! I am a grown woman and I can take care of myself"
"of course m'lady but wandering outside in the middle of the night without armor or at least someone that can-" She starts dressing "Lydia…" she warns "I know I know…I try to hold back but…you know I see you as a friend first and a friend has rights to worry" the Dragonborn smiled at her as she put on a pair of old boots "I will be back shortly and when I return I shall find you in a deep sleep, understood?" she received a quick nod as Lydia headed out of the Dragonborns bedroom and up the stairs to her own sleeping quarters, she didn't mean to sound so harsh but she had no choice for otherwise Lydia would have just kept on nagging. the Dragonborn had built this manor by herself resting north of Falkreath and it had taken her a lot of time and money but now she could enjoy the quiet life of the woods instead of the constant chattering within the cities.
"this is just getting better and better by every goddamned day!" Lydia said to herself after hearing the door that was leading outside closed.
Lydia was caught off guard as suddenly Brynjolf appeared before her "by Talos! What are you doing here thief?!" she hissed "good to meet you too lass!" he spit back with just as much hate "I was looking for our dear friend, was' gonna ask how she was doing but she wasn't in her bed chambers" Lydia pointed a finger at him and placed her other hand on her hip "and just what makes you think you can just stumble inside her bed chambers in the middle of the night…don't tell me you were planning to-" Brynjolf took a step closer to her and this time it was his turn to raise a finger at her "don't you even dare finish that goddamned sentence! You have no clue what she has done for me and the guild…I owe the lass more then my life and seeing her like this…" he stopped for a second stepping back and lowering his hand "you're not the only one that is worried about her! keep that in mind before you go around accusing people of such things"
Normally Lydia would have spat something insulting back but hearing that he wanted nothing else then to help their dear friend just as she wanted well she just couldn't "i…I'm sorry I shouldn't have said that" she said looking down at the wooden floorboards "it's alright lass…we're all on edge here worrying about our friend, by the way have you seen her?" and just like that the deep frown was back on her face "she went out for a walk- no don't even start I tried but you know how stubborn she is! Once she has decided to do something then there isn't much that can change her mind" Brynjolf just sighed scratching the back of his head
"aye…stubborn as a hungry wolf on the hunt" suddenly something came to his mind "you don't think she just got the urge to go on a hunt? Y'know satisfying those wolf urges" Lydia shrugged and walked past him sighing as she sat down on her bed "I dunno but I do know that the only hives she'll have is ours if she comes home finding us awake worrying about her" with a short laugh he walked around the corner heading towards an empty bed "good night then lass and at least try not to have too many dreams about me" he said with a smirk and a wink at the end as his head disappears from her view but he could still hear how she was cursing his name, even thought they were both tired and both laying in two different cozy beds none of them could really sleep no matter how much they twisted and turned so it ended up with both of them staring up at the ceiling wondering why the Dragonborn was acting strange.