Loredas 22nd of Last Seed.
Early Morning.
I met up with Skjor outside of a hidden door leading to the Underforge, he told me that the Underforge was here before Jorrvaskr the oldest building in Whiterun. That an ancient power that predates man, that we were going there to make me become stronger. Skjor entered first and I followed after.
My jaw dropped at what I beheld. Aela was standing before me in her feral splendor. She was the beast in my dreams.
I felt a feral lust well within me as I looked upon her. Looking about the round room and I noticed three empty alters lining the walls and a pillar of stone in the center with a basin embedded in the stone.
Skjor said that we had to do this in secret because Kodlak was trying to cast down the gift of the beast blood. He asked me if I wish to accept this gift. I turned my gaze to the woman of my dreams and a smile creep up her muzzle as her eyes expressed to me that she wanted me to be like her. I told Skjor that I wanted the gift, he nodded and took Aela by the hand, and brought out a small dagger. He slit her wrist. Aela winced in pain and I stifled low feral growl at the sight of her in pain.
Aela's blood spilled into the basin, Skjor told me to drink her blood, I stepped up to the altar and cupped my hands in Aela's blood and drank. I could feel a feral power like no other I have ever felt before creep up my spine. I watched my armor fall off my form, I could feel my body contort into its new stronger form. Then I blacked out.
When I came to it was still dark, I was naked save my small clothes standing in the snow. Aela was fully clad in her armor holding a torch, she had a lustful smile and was looking at my hips. I followed her gaze and looked down and to my shame. I moved to cover my shame and caught a glimpse of disappointment on Aela's face. She snapped out of her trance and told me that she had a celebration planned for me, that a group of Silver Hand were holed in the nearby Gallow's Rock a ruined fort and we were going to root them out. Aela pointed to a sack by a near by tree and told me that my gear was in there. I retrieved my gear, while I was getting dressed she told me that Skjor had went on ahead to scout out the fort.
I asked her what did I do when I was not myself, and she told me not to worry about it, that I did nothing of major consequence. She was clearly avoiding the topic but I let it drop. I noticed that she was walking differently like she had been riding a horse for most of the day.
We proceeded to storm the fort, the defense of the courtyard was weak and they were easily sent to Sovngarde. The fort proper was horrible, the atrium there was a few werewolf heads severed and on spikes. I felt my blood boil and could smell Aela's fury. We charged into the fort slaying all who dared to reside in the fort.
A door blocked out way into the main chamber, Aela warned me that the leader of these scum was called "The Skinner," and was most likely behind this door. I burst in through the door and drove my sword through the back of the first person I saw aiming for his heart. Before he died I drew my sword out of him and turn my attention to the next to die. I swung my blade at her neck, she tried to step back and avoid my swing, but my blade found her neck first and cut clean through her windpipe. I left the bitch to drown in her own blood.
Looking for my next victim and saw Skjor's broken body on the ground, my sight became a red hue as I saw "The Skinner," standing over him. I rushed to drive my blade through him, as I approached he sprouted a few arrows from his head, I drove my sword through his heart and lifted him up and then threw him so he slid from my blade. After the room was clear Aela rushed up to kneel at Skjor's side, crying and vowing to get revenge.
She looked so weak I reached out put my hand on her shoulder, she stood up and spun to look at me with malice in her eyes, but when she saw it was me she fell into my arms. I wrapped my arms around her and let her cry, vowing to myself that I will do everything in my power that I will never have to see Aela in such a weakened state again.
We stood there amongst the dead, she stopped shuddering from her sobs and looked into my eyes, a new fire was burning in them that made my blood go cold. Aela's voice took a cold edge of hatred as she said that we will avenge Skjor. I gave her one last squeeze and stepped back from the embrace.
I told her that we will have our revenge but we needed to care for Skjor right now. Aela nodded her agreement, we carried Skjor's body to the courtyard. I proceeded to tear through the fort and breaking up all the flammable items. We built a pyre for Skjor, Aela started to lift Skjor up onto the pyre but I stopped her.
I then started to strip Skjor's armor from his body, Aela wanted to know why I was doing this, that his armor would not fit me. I told her that I will smith his armor to fit me so that when I exact vengeance I will be having his spirit go with me. Aela sighed and approved of the idea.
She was looking over a paper that she found in the chamber that we found Skjor and she told me that they found another Fragment. Aela wanted me to retrieve it but I was tired. I stayed with her long enough to immolate Skjor's corpse and made my way to Jorrvaskr.
Tomorrow I will use the Skyforge to make Skjor's armor fit me better so he will be with me as I exact revenge on the Silver Hand.
