To Morrowind
Nerevar sliced into Voryn's side, spilling a great quantity of blood. He kicked Voryn down a slope, losing sight of him past the bushes and rocks. The Red Mountain would take that fool. If the blood loss did not kill him, infection and the wild animals would. It was time for him, Vehk, Almalexia, and Sotha (The Tribunal is their name) to lock away the dwarven tools, they were too powerful, powerful enough to make men into gods and wipe an entire race from the face of Nirn.
He approached the Tribunal. "Voryn is dead."
The Tribunal remained quiet. "We need to lock away the tools." He continued, "Does anyone have a suggestion?"
His wife Almalexia began answering his question which distracted him from Vehk, who had walked behind him. He felt a stab of pain in his back as Vehk stabbed him. He fell to his knees and looked around at the Tribunal. It was obvious, they had used the tools to become gods themselves. And that was the last thing he knew before falling down, dead.
They have taken you from the Imperial City's prison. First by carriage and now by boat, to the east, to Morrowind. Fear not, for I am watchful. You have been Chosen.
"Wake up. Why are you shaking? Are you OK?" Hadebrand's eyes slowly opened up. He had fallen asleep on the floor. The floor of a ship wasn't the most sanitary place to sleep, but it was the only place. Hadebrand stood up, facing Jiub, a bald Dark Elf who was arrested for various charges, one of which being murder. "Not even last night's storm could wake you. I've heard them say we've reached Morrowind." Jiub told him, "I'm sure they'll let us go."
"Or kill us." Hadebrand said.
"Quiet, I think I hear the guard coming." And he was right, an imperial guard strode down to Hadebrand and Jiub from the deck and called Hadebrand out.
"This is where you get off, Hadebrand Eklund, follow me." The officer commanded. Hadebrand looked nervously to Jiub, who frowned in confusion. "Now." The guard said.
"Aye, whatever." Hadebrand muttered, following him. He followed the guard to the dock and Hadebrand couldn't believe his eyes. The trees, the plants, and that huge flying animal with tentacles. Hadebrand had never seen this, coming from Skyrim.
"Just go inside census office, right over there." The guard said, pointing to a large house. "He'll be right there when you walk in."
"Understood." Hadebrand said. He walked into the house to see a little old Breton sitting behind a desk reading some documents.
"Ah, yes, we've been expecting you. Uriel Septim VII issued your release. Now I'll have to register you before you're officially released. First things first, what sign were you born under?"
"You know, I don't really know which sign I was born under, my dead was a lousy drunk and my mom died at child birth. Let's just say I was born around the time of the Lord birth sign." Hadebrand replied.
"Are there any guilds you're affiliated with here?" The old man asked.
"What sort of question is that? I just got to Morrowind for Shor's sake!"
"Please calm down, I must ask these questions. One more question, some fools over in Cyrodiil messed up the report. We don't know what you were imprisoned for, do you mind telling me?"
"I uh…" Hadebrand said, "I made a certain baron mad by err… associating with his wife."
"Say no more, I understand what you mean." The old man said, frowning. He finished writing down the information. He handed Hadebrand a scroll that said:
For release, by Emperor Uriel Septim's decree, to the district of Vvardenfell in the province of Morrowind.
Name: Hadebrand Eklund
Race: Nord
Nationality: Windhelm, Skyrim
Age: 23
Occupation: Unknown, claimed to be an adventurer.
Signed,
Socucius Ergalla
Agent of the Seyda Neen Imperial Census and Excise.
16th of Last Seed 3E 427
Hadebrand rolled the scroll back up. The guard pointed to the door and said, "Continue through to the next building to receive your orders."
"Aye." Hadebrand said, walking past the door frame. He saw an axe on one of the tables near the exit, looked around to see if he was being watched, and swiped it up with a grin. Opened the door and immediately saw a barrel with a ring on top of it. "Finders keepers." Hadebrand muttered, putting the ring in his pocket. He walked into the next building and saw an odd looking man wearing legionnaire armor.
"You." The man said sternly, "You are Hadebrand, are you not?"
"No, I'm some other crazy Nord wearing rags and walking through the census office." Hadebrand said sarcastically.
"Shut your mouth, Nord, I have orders for you." He handed Hadebrand some documents. "These packages came with news of your arrival. You are to take them to Caius Cosades, in Balmora. Go to the South Wall Cornerclub and ask the innkeeper about him- he'll know where Cosades is. Serve him as you would serve the Emperor himself. I also have a letter to you, and a dispersal to your name."
"Alright, then." Hadebrand said, "I guess I better be on my way." He walked right out the door and saw the town Seyda Neen. Openning the parchment he was given, it said:
Hadebrand
You have been given these directions and a package of documents. Do not show them to anyone. Do not attempt to read the documents in the package. The package has been sealed, and your tampering will be discovered and punished.
Follow these directions.
Proceed to the town of Balmora in Vvardenfell District. Report to a man named Caius Cosades. He will be your superior and patron; you will follow his orders. His residence is not known, but ask at the cornerclub called "South Wall". People there will know where to find Caius Cosades. When you report to Caius Cosades, deliver the package of documents to him, and wait for further orders.
Remember. You owe your life and freedom to the Emperor. Serve him well, and you will be rewarded. Betray him, and you will suffer the fate of all traitors.
I have the Honor to prepare this at the direction of his Most Sovereign Majesty the Emperor Uriel Septim,
Glabrio Bellienus
Personal Secretary to the Emperor.
He opened the sealed package, not carrying about the consequences. Hadebrand frowned when he saw the content:
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"By the Nine!" Hadebrand said almost yelling. He closed it, cursing his own stupidity. He looked up at a sign post which pointed in different directions. On one of the arrows it said BALMORA. "Here we go." Hadebrand sighed.
Author's Notes: So there's one chapter. Hopefully I'll have time to make more. Hasta luego!