Chapter 2: A Meeting on the Throat of the World
Throat of the World
Kunnilzshun
On High Hrothgar Kunnilzshun sat with his fellow dragons. Actually he circled overhead, there wasn't enough space on the Throat for all the dragons to sit. The older and more revered dragons sat with Paarthurnax on the snow. The old dragon had summoned them to talk. Paarthurnax wouldn't have called them all together if it wasn't for something important. A gathering of dragons this size hadn't happened since the rule of Alduin during the Dragon War. Of course Kunnilzshun hadn't participated in the war, it seemed that Alduin deemed it not worthy his time to resurrect him. The dragons ruling system was based on power, which was why Alduin had been the ruler, but if had been based on arrogance Alduin would've still been the ruler of the dragons. By a long shot.
Many important dragons had come for the meeting. The most noteworthy were Paarthurnax and Odahviing. A few other recognizable dragons sat on the peak, but most of the dragons were young like Kunnilzshun. They had yet to prove that their thuum matched their spirit and that they were not to be trifled with. Most of the older dragons had either been killed by the dovahkiin or weren't resurrected by Alduin before the dragonborn had defeated him. Thank goodness the dragonborn hasn't been seen for a year. Kunnilzshun had heard stories from the other dragons of the dovahkiin's ferocity in battle and of his immorality. It reminded him of a dragon.
As he went through these thoughts a voice sliced through them like a dragon's claw sliced through mortal flesh. Paarthurnax was starting his speech. Finally. Patience wasn't a quality that dragons prized very highly.
"Hello fellow dragons I'd like to begin with thanking you for coming." Paarthurnax was always so polite and humble. It made Kunnilzshun wonder how he could be Alduin's brother. "I have not called you here to talk about trivial things. The things that will be said here will change the fate of every living creature, including ourselves. I am talking about war."
Suddenly a rather rude dragon piped in, "Why should our lives be in peril just because of a war? I have seen countless wars pass by, and I have fought in countless wars. Why should this one be any different than those ones? Why should I concern myself about this war?" The dragon looked smug after he finished his speech. Other dragons started to whisper in hush voices.
It looked as though Paarthurnax had been defeated in this argument, yet he still looked calm. He always looked calm and wise and always looked as though he was thinking. Maybe that was why he was their ruler now and not Alduin.
Paarthurnax never even spoke stride, "Because my friend, this is no ordinary war. This is a war between the Aedra and the Daedra. A war that will tear apart all planes of existence. Even the planes that are incomprehensible to all but the most powerful of beings. This why we should concern ourselves with this war. Because sooner or later this war will concern itself with us."
The dragon now had a look of disbelief about the new information, but also a look of shame from his defeat by Paarthurnax's tongue. Kunnilzshun knew that old dragon always had a trick stowed away.
Suddenly Kunnilzshun had a thought. He was intimidated by the number of dragons around him but he spoke his mind to Paarthurnax anyways, "If the Aedra and Daedra are truly at war, then how could it affect us. I mean we're in totally different planes of existence. The only way they could come here was if they connected the planes together, like the Oblivion Crisis. But something like that couldn't happen twice." Kunnilzshun suddenly felt unconvinced about his last statement.
Paarthurnax spoke to him in his usual calm demeanor, " What you say is true. The only way they could get to the mortal plane would by connecting their plane to ours. That is where your truth ends though. Something like the Oblivion Crisis could happen again and is already in progress. My father, Akatosh, told me of the Daedra's plans. They mean to connect the planes. And use the Thalmor as their tool. I have told all of you this because I hope to enlist you in the war against the vile Daedra. Now all those willing to fight, roar your approval to the divines." Over half of the dragons roared, including Kunnilzshun, but still some stayed silent.
Paarthurnax spoke out once again, "For the dragons that haven't roared, I take this as refusal to aid the Aedra."
Now a huge, green dragon talked to Paarthurnax, "What you are talking about sounds like a suicide mission. Plus, it means fighting alongside men, mer, and beasts. The very same mortals that would be ecstatic to see the dragon race extinct. What you ask is impossible. I will go and take whatever Dovah that wish to come with me. We will leave the Aedra and the Daedra to their own devices."
Paarthurnax looked both saddened and disappointed by his response, "I understand, I will not force you to stay and fight the Daedra. Leave, if that is your with."
While this group left some of the dragons that had not accepted to aid the Aedra were still here. Kunnilzshun didn't want to know why the they were still here.
One of the dragons stepped forward, "Our race is full is so consumed with power, that power is the only thing that keeps it together. You would have us save the mortals. And for what? So they can hate us. We will not aid the Aedra, and neither will we hide from combat like the others. We shall fight for the Daedra." And with that the rest of the naysayers left.
Now the dragons were divided. They were weak. About 5/8 of the dragons had stayed with Paarthurnax, 2/8 had gone to fight with the Daedra, and 1/8 had gone off to not fight at all. This wasn't good at all.
Suddenly Paarthurnax turned to Kunnilzshun, " You there, you remember when I said I had talked to Akatosh. Well he told me more than what I spoke of. He said that light must find the blade in the dark and save it in it's time of need. That the light must shine brighter than even it knew it could shine, if it wished to save the blade. You are that light. You must find the blade, for the fate of existence."
Kun nilz shun = light purge cleanse
