4E 192 we were dragged of Jaree-Ra's ship with our hands bound. The last thing I saw before a sack was thrown over my head was the sly argonian grinning as his men carried a chests of gold aboard his ship.
I was forced to my knees like I always was before being tortured, the sack was removed and there stood Rulindil. His eyes were smoldering with rage as he planted his boot in my gut forcing me to the ground. His next kick found my head, leaving it ringing. "You tried to escape, but failed. This has taught me something important Nord; clearly I have been too kind." He nodded to two guards and they moved, not to grab me, but Veroth. She was dragged before Rulindil who examined her with a grin that turned my blood to ice. "Though I must say, your sister is quite beautiful. I wonder if my soldiers would agree," I began to shake my head furiously before I could think, and that was enough to doom her. "Oh does this bother you? You should know by now that everything you have is a privilege, not a right. Even your life and your sister's life are privileges that I can easily take from you whenever I wish." He said as he stroked her hair, at this Veroth broke free of the guards' grip and seized one of their daggers. She swung it wildly at Rulindil and managed to cut him below the eye. The guards had seized her again before she could do any more damage, "You filthy little Nord, I think some time in the barracks should help you learn your place." Kicking, screaming, and fighting the whole way she was dragged into the Barracks.
"Talos burn you Thalmor, you and all like you. Don't you hurt her, or I'll do worse than that cut below your eye." He kicked me again "If I wasn't bound I would kill you where you—." Another kick hit me and the sick grin was back on Rulindil's face.
"So defiant, just like Scar used to be before, well, just look." He pointed and there on a spike was Scar's head. "Before he died I had succeeded. After hours of cleansing he finally collapsed and begged to be purified of his unholy beliefs. In truth, it was you who was to blame for that. I told him that you had been captured when I first got word that the Argonian found you, and he begged on his knees for your life. You see, sooner or later I will break you, just as I have broken him." He looked at me expecting me to submit to him right there, I did consider it then. If Scar had given up then why should I continue fighting this? But then those last words he had said returned 'The next time we meet, it will be in Sovngarde.'
"That's a lie Rulindil," I said and he stared at me aghast. "Scar was too strong for you to break, you failed. It's pathetic really; you're so ashamed that he endured you that you need to lie to hide how much of an ass he made you look like." He kicked me again "And every kick just shows how scared you are" he kicked me again, "Kick all you want, Scar didn't break for you, and neither will I." He kicked me again, "Scar made an ass out of you, and with any luck, so will I." another kick "Today you can hurt me Rulindil, but know that I Siglak son of Lorik will have your head just as you had Scar's." One last kick met my head and I blacked out; the last thought to cross my mind was that someday I would fulfill that threat. That was the first time that revenge appealed to me.
4E192 I woke up a few days later to Rulindil standing outside my cell. "You're awake, good. I was waiting to tell you the news. Your sister has just finished up in the barracks yesterday." That sick smile stretched across his face and I knew something was wrong. "She was such a pretty little thing. It's just a shame she was so fragile and the guards are so rough that, well you can see where I'm going with this."
Before I could think, my arms reached through the bars in an attempt to grab his filthy neck. He just stepped back out of my reach, so I calmed myself and in a level voice I spoke. "Do you feel safe like this Rulindil? You really shouldn't, because no matter how strong the Aldmeri Dominion is I promise you that I will hold you responsible for every life you have taken. There will be no mercy for you, there will be only suffering." He just walked away and scoffed at my threats, as he turned I gave him some of the hateful stares that Scar gave him. Then I remembered Scar and his death, he and Veroth were gone. My hearth felt ready to burst with sorrow, but I didn't let any tears show, I wouldn't give Rulindil the satisfaction. I needed some way to honor them both, defiance would work for Scar, but what about Veroth? Vengeance was all that I could think of for her. Then I thought that to do one of those things meant the other, every minute that I resisted the Thalmor was another that I was getting revenge. I decided to show them that I would not forsake Talos, he was still my god and I was still a Nord. From my lips came the songs of old, songs meant to honor fallen heroes, and passed away loved ones, songs that Nords sung. At first it was I alone who sang, but then I heard one, then two then many more voices join mine. The guards' heads swung from side to side, the whole prison sang the songs of fallen heroes, and when it was done we sang them again. Someday perhaps I would take Rulindil's head, but this was far worse, for now the whole prison remembered who they were, the whole prison sang loudly to show their defiance. It was here that the order of the world shifted, and destiny was re-written.
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