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this chapter has been edited, mostly grammar, but there is one big change, I changes who the original kindness element was, but that's mostly it.
Nocturnal didn't tell me much about my transformation but she did give me the basics on my new powers and what needed to be done in the near future. Firstly, I was told that my Daedric powers would manifest soon, determining what my spheres of influences would be, such as her being the night and darkness. Also, my powers would develop according to my values and personality rather than my mortal abilities, which in turn would also grow stronger.
Secondly she said, that once my powers developed, my magic would find its way into Oblivion and would create my own plane. While the basic form would develop on its own it would be up to me to create the details, the environments and the Daedra that lived there. Nocturnal said that while the Princes could alter life, we cannot create it, which was the role of the Aedra or the Nine divines. So my personal Daedra would have to come from somewhere.
Thirdly, my appearance would change, into what she couldn't say but that it could be anywhere between my own human appearance to something not unlike Hermaeus Mora.
I prayed to the Gods that it wouldn't be that bad.
Three months have passed since then my powers have finished manifesting, and my transformation is complete. While my shape was still manly human, there were some differences. Whatever hair I had changed into a shoulder length, jet black scale-like hair (1), my skin lost all pigment and had become ghost white, my eyes had become similar to Alduin's and my nails and teeth were now pointed. I had also grown taller, and was about the same height as the thieves guild leader Brynjolf.
I looked like a demonic Nord.
My powers that had developed had shocked few but were surprising in their own right. Meridia told me that my spheres of influences here of harmony, and of heroic deeds, not something that was expected of a Daedric prince, but made sense. I had a checkered life, what with joining the thieves guild and the dark brotherhood, but I had lead the fight against many deadly villains and had fought to save lives. As well my abilities in my mortal life had been in harmony as well, with my Might, Stealth and Magic being in balance.
You don't become a thief without learning how to be sneaky first.
The first time I had stepped into my Plane of Oblivion was about a month after my transformation had completed. At first it actually looked similar to Tamriel but it had an air of peace and tranquility that the mortal world leaked. Meridia told me this was due to my magic, just as Apocrypha had tainted Miraak, my magic enlightened and calmed the energies of the mortal world. Knowing this I began to alter my plane using my powers over the lands. With three continents, each with environments ranging from large mountains to flat badlands, my plane began to take shape, with everything taking two months to alter. However, after the completion of my plane something interesting began to happen.
In the mortal world of Nirn, Lydia and the thane of Whiterun, Jarl Balgruuf , had a shine built in congratulations to my "promotion" (their idea not mine). The Statue was built using enchanted marble, was about ten feet tall, and was located just east of Riverwood, the first town I visited in my adventures. While the Statue had attracted tourists, it also attracted many animals and beastly creatures(2), with many of them disappearing after spending some time in the area. It turns out that the animals and creatures were lured there by my harmonious magic and were pulled in when they had absorbed a small percentage of it. Meridia said that a shrine built to honor or worship a Prince becomes connected to him, and that the beasts of Tamriel could sense this connection.
While most animals that had come to live in my plane gained some intelligence, some beasts such as Minotaurs became sentient. As well some Dragons had appeared and created their own kingdom and a new species had appeared due to a magical accident when arriving. A mixture of the eagles and saber cats of Skyrim, the Griffins were a mighty predator. However, I had still not created my own Daedric race. After closing the path to my Plane (still unnamed at this point) I thought of what my own new "children" should be. One day I was sitting outside of Whiterun with Lydia and Shaowmere, my two must trusted companions. While talking to Lydia, Shadow had taken his chance and eaten my food right out of my hand. Angry, I turned to yell but stopped when an idea appeared. While he was stubborn, violent and ate meat, Shadow was magical and had a sense of honor and loyalty to him that was nothing short of everlasting.
I never know what it looked like for a horse to have a weary look on its face in till that today.
While Shadow would be the perfect father to my new race, there needed to be a mother who was equally magical in light to be balanced. To this end I talked to the Princes I was connected with for an answer, and I got it from the King of the Hunt, Hircine himself. Well, Sheogorath was the one who pointed he in the right direction. He said that like myself, he had once been mortal and had taken the position of Mad-God when the old one gave him the position. He said that while he was mortal, he had killed a Magical horse called a Unicorn and had given its horn to the hunter for an artifact. While Hircine had given the horn to me for free, the idea of prey that could think like a mortal excited him, Sheogorath had a price. When my plane was fully completed I was to help a "spirit child" of his into my realm, to stay. I agreed on the terms that if he went too wild I could imprison him. He agreed.
I mean, it was just one Daedra, what damage could he do.
After having Meridia and Hircine revive the (thankfully) female Unicorn, I brought both her and Shadow in my plane, and began to expose them to large amounts of my magic. After a full day, both the Unicorn now named Moonlight and Shadow had both been transformed. They were differently proportionate and had become smaller, almost like they were now ponies instead of horses. Also, they lost much of their hard/solid features which became smooth and gained larger eyes, a much more mortal-like face, an image on their flank and the ability to talk. The image, named a cutie mark by Moonlight seemed to represent their talents and abilities, with Moonlights being a spell tome and Shadows being a bloody ebony dagger in front of a tombstone. They both argued to my plan for them to create the Daedric race, on one condition. Moonlight asked me to keep their offspring mortal, with their souls traveling to the great beyond instead of the normal act of them returning to the Plane like the other Daedra. She never said her reason but I argued to it, with one altered condition. While their souls would pass on to the beyond, these with strong powers would have their essence and strength remade; new body, soul, memories and life but with the power of their former life's added to their own. She agreed.
A Daedric prince couldn't have his greatest fighters dying on him now could he.
Shadowmere and Moonlight mated and 11 months later they had given birth to four children, each different then the next.
The first was a Unicorn, male with a white coat and dark red mane. He was weaker than his siblings but could use and manipulate magic into spells like his mother after her transformation.
The second was a male pony similar to Shadow, and had a green coat with a yellow mane. While he had no extra features, and couldn't use magic like his siblings, he seemed tied to the Plane , which allowed him to grow anything from plants and tree to even gems and crystals from simple rocks. He was also the strongest of his siblings with more strength and muscle then all three others combined.
The third was a bit shocking. It was a female with a light blue coat and a sliver mane. It seemed that the magical essence of her unicorn brother had mixed with the plane control of her second brother. While she didn't have a horn and couldn't cast spells , she had grown a set of wings and could manipulate the weather in the plane to her whim, from rain, snow, fog and even the winds, nature was at her call.
The fourth was something I could only describe as special. It was a female and was shaped similar to her siblings, but had vastly different features. With a hard shell replacing fur, insect wings, sharp teeth, and holes seemingly at random throughout her legs, wings, horn and hair, she appeared monstrous when compared to her brothers and sister. Not only that but it seemed she had some abilities of all her siblings, just not the same extent; she could cast spells, fly and create a cocoon like material from her own magic and body.
Shadow liked her the most.
Not to say he didn't care for all his children, but he had the best connection to her and named her Sithis, after the being that gave him his purpose. After that, while Shadow and Moonlight had many more pony children, none looked like Sithis, but to our (mostly Shadows) relief, we found that she bread similarly to the insects that she shared appearances with and would breed her own sub race.
With my plane of Oblivion established, there was still two things left to do.
The first was to name it. I thought long on the subject, but it was Durnehviir who was the mind behind its title. It would be called Ro'fahdon, a word in the Thu'um or Dragon speech meaning Balance and Friendship, the land of Harmony.
The last step to becoming a true Daedric Prince, or at least a it was according to Nocturnal, was to create my own artifact. I had given the ones back to their Princes when I had become a Prince, but it was now time to create my own. The first attempt was a failure, or least in my eyes, an amulet that increased ones magic power greatly but drained their sanity and health as a result. After hiding it in a deep dungeon in Ro'fahdon, I created my second artifact. A blade, called the Silver Horn, it was a long sword with the flat side resembling a unicorn horn and the blade shined a dull sliver. While it kept the holder in perfect health(3) and helped to heal injuries, it was more a weapon for Nirn then a object for peace.
After about three months I still had not created anything after the sword. One day, however, a young Altmer female named Jorana Jorthar(4), came to my shrine. She had left her home in the Summerset isles to become an adventurer, and had wanted to explore Skyrim first after hearing about the tales and adventures of the Dragonborn. Having been on the opposite side of this conversation myself, I couldn't resist sending her on a quest. I gave her five modified soul gems and one modified grand soul gem, and told her to see six people across Skyrim and have them place some of their magic inside the gems.
My original reasoning was for mostly sentimental value alone. While my friends visited my shine and talked with me often, none wished to enter Ro'fahdon and be exposed to my harmony magic. As well, they would not live long lives, not like me. I wanted something to remember them by, when the time for their passing had come. Two weeks later she returned, and for her troubles I named her my Champion, and gave her the Silver Horn as a gift.
It wasn't in till the gems were exposed to my magic did the amazing happen. Each transformed into an artifact, not an individual but a part of a set, with each taking a virtue from the persons magic in the gem.
The first of the five regular gems turned red and had the virtue of Loyalty. The magic had come from Hadvar, whose Loyalty to the Imperial Legion and to his friends never wavered.
The second turned purple and had the virtue of Generosity or Self-Sacrifice. Its magic had come from Serana, who had given everything including; herself, her ideals, and even her own people to stop a great evil with no thoughts of a reward, expect perhaps her own life.
The third turned blue and represented Laughter or Joy. It was filled by Brynjolf, who taught me to enjoy life and to enjoy the small things in life, even if that small thing was someone else's coin purse.
The fourth turned orange and seemed to contain the virtue of Honesty. This one had the magic of the night mother, a ghostly corpse who lead the Dark Brotherhood. During my time with them we had meet and spoken many times and had developed a special bond. And in all those times, she never once spook a lie to me, not always the whole trust, but never a lie.
The fifth gem turned pink and was the gem of Kindness. This gem had been filled by Frea, the Skaal. While she put on a cold front, she had a heart of gold and was always there to shoulder the burdens of her people.
The last and only grand soul gem represented the virtue of Friendship. This one was filled by Lydia, who had been my dearest friend and most trusted companion. It was this Gem that would unite the others, and would be the centre point for all the virtues.
I held the six close to my chest, each representing the six things needed to have balance and peace in one's own home and one's own self. Loyalty, Generosity. Laughter, Honesty, Kindness and Friendship.
The different Elements of Harmony.
Hi Everyone and thanks for reading chapter two.
I want to apologise for the lateness of this chapter and for the spelling errors that I know I missed. This one was a bit harder to write but once I started it came much faster, I think it's because the first is mostly a recap of the game.
For the numbers their reasoning is:
1) Think of the Queen of blades hair but with smaller segments, about the size of a finger nail, and black in colour.
2) Creatures I count as the non-earth natural animals like, minotaurs ,dryads and dragons.
3) The sword keeps the person in perfect health in terms of poisons, diseases, fat levels, etc but while it helps healing, it doesn't give them wolverine class regeneration/powers. In game sword would be "The wielder is immune to disease and poison, and Regenerates health 50% faster".
4) I LOVE Jojo's bizarre adventure and have been naming my characters lately with Jojo style names, like an example of a character in the manga/anime is JOnathan JOestar if you see my meaning.
Thank you again for reading, if you don't review that's ok. I Read/visit allot of fanfiction/deviantart pages, so I don't leave allot of comments myself. So if people don't I won't get upset. If you do though thank you very much and I welcome all criticisms, within reason.
Have a great day and hope to see you soon.
