Rak'nor the free slave.

Prolouge

It was a hot day in Sadrith Mora today, Rak'nor and the other slaves were serving their master Neloth, many thought of Neloth being one of the kindest of Telvanni Councilors, but the slaves knew they were wrong. The slaves were abused in any possible manner, they were kept in cages during the nights and forced to do hard labour, they consisted of mostly beastfolk; Argonians and Khajits. All of their wills were broken long ago, they hadn't seen anything except the old tower and some parts of Sadrith Mora. Though they met many important people and knew what has been going on, one of the most prestigious people they had met was the Nerevarine himself, when he came to ask about becoming Telvanni's Hortator. One night a slave no different from the others an argonian, Rak'nor started dreaming once again. He dreamed of how life would be outside these walls and halls on the mainland or other countries, how wonderful it would be if he saw the black marsh and while the others kept working and working he kept dreaming, one day his dreams got so strong that he took the courage to go to Neloth and asked to be freed, Neloth was suprised by the question, no slave ever dared to even speak to him before, if he had not spoken first. He declined the offer and after that started to give Rak'nor more work one harder than the other, he was willing to do anything to break the argonian's spirit. Sadly, nothing seemed to work, the argonian came back everyday and asked to be freed, over and over again. Soon they started to call him Rak'nor the free slave, after about a year of asking, master Neloth finally gave in and decided to give Rak'nor a chance to be free, he created a otherwise forbidden slave bracer that allowed him to kill the slave anywhere anytime he wanted and put it on the argonian and kept the key close to himself, he asked the argonian to bring him kagrenac's tools(Wraithguard, Sunder, Keening) that had been distributed around vvardenfell's most important dunmer temples, master Neloth knew this was no easy feat so he gave the slave exacly a year to do this task to have the death trap on his wrist removed. Rak'nor knew what he had to do was wrong and bad and a betrayal to the nerevarine, who thank the gods has not been in vvardenfell for awhile. Rak'nor accepted the deal and the deal was sealed with a magical bomb, being attached to Rak'nor's wrist.

Chapter 1: Twin Lamps

Day 1

Rak'nor had nothing but the measly clothes on his back as, he walked through Sadrith Mora, he was stopped by the guards multiple times mistaking him as a escaped slave, though when they inspected the bracer, they remembered the order they got from master Neloth today and let the argonian pass. When the Argonian finally made it to the shipyard, he remembered he had no money to rent a boat, he amused himself of swimming to the mainland, but he would get killeb by slaughterfish's and dreugh's easily. Suddenly a beggar from a corner near by the shipyard walked up to Rak'nor. Before the beggar could say anything, Rak'nor told him he had no money, then the beggar explained that he is here to help, Rak'nor was confused about what was going on, but the beggar paid for the boat and waited for Rak'nor.

Rak'nor had a decision to make, either he goes with the stranger or makes some money in Sadrith Mora, actually it was no question to him, hr had wanted of this island for so long. The boat ride was intense as they were nearing their still unknown destination. Night was nearing and Rak'nor was thinking his first day as a free slave was about to be over, they finaly made it ashore. Rak'nor recognized this place as Vivec from descriptions, he also confirmed it by asking his beggar friend.

It was a long walk and Rak'nor started asking questions from the mysterious companion. Getting nothing out of him, he decided to go with the flow.

Day 2

Rak'nor dead tired and his companion finaly made it to their destination in the early morning after hours of walking. Rak'nor apropriatly asked where they were and all the answere he got was look, so Rak'nor Looked at the entrance to a ancestral tomb and told his companion theres no way he's going there, his companion answered that with twin lamps and it all became clear to the argonian and the reason for all the secrecy. He followed his friend inside the tomb and was greeted by a strong looking male redguard a female breton who was obviously a mage judging by her clothes and two argonians.

His companion finally took of his hood and revealed to be a imperial named Jack. Jack explained to Rak'nor about the twin lamps how they are a organization that helps escaped or freed slaves, he also explained this tomb is only one of the many hideouts the organization has, they also told Rak'nor they were here to take him to Black Marsh, Rak'nor refused immediatly and also explained his situation(except the part about stealing precious artifacts) to Jack, but Jack answered not to worry Jenny here can break any lock, being a master of Alteration. Jenny glared at Jack and put her hands on Rak'nor's bracer and channeled her magic into the bracer, but it had no effect whatsoever. Jenny tried again, but with a small explosion both Rak'nor and Jenny were out cold.

When Rak'nor woke up, it was already night outside. Jack was looking at him worried and told Rak'nor there is not much they can do for him, they gave him fresh clothes, a map, a robe that would hide is bracer, some food, a couple of bottles of alcohol, a steel long sword for protection and a 150 septims. They also offered to take Rak'nor to Black marsh, but he still refused saying he still had something to do here. When Rak'nor was about to leave they offered to let him stay for the night and he gladly accepted.

Day 3

Rak'nor woke up in the tomb again after a long night of rest, he was ready to travel. He had woken up early and didn't want to wake anyone, but Jenny who had recently regained conciousness met Rak'nor at the door and apologized she couldn't do anything and offered Rak'nor a ring. Rak'nor was confused what the ring was for and Jenny explained that if Rak'nor ever needs help, he only had to put the ring on and talk and thanks to a telepathic connection with the ring. Jenny could hear him and talk abck using her thoughts. Rak'nor was still confused, he had never studied magic, he amused himself in his thoughts that all those eyars in a Telvanni tower and no skills in magic. Jenny explained it again in lament's terms and Rak'nor now understood, sliping the rinf in his robe pocket he was on his way waving goodbye to Jenny.