Hey guys, I'm back. Thanks for waiting on me to come back and not just leaving. I've decided to focus less on the happenings of Fairy Tail and focus more on what's going on in Tamriel. My break has been a bit harder on me seeing how a few other things have occurred. I won't bore you with the details and I'll just get on with the story. Have a nice read!
Skyrim, The Rift Hold, Fort Dawnguard
"Where could he have possibly gone?" A voice said
"It beats me. Maybe he left the province to see family?" Another said back
"Last I knew the only family he has out of Skyrim lives down south in Cyrodill." A more feminine voice replied from around the corner
"How would you know, creature" one of the dawnguard members said back in spite, with the last word having more emphasis on it
As she walked around the corner it was revealed to be Serana who spoke those words "to start off, I'm not a vampire anymore. See!" She shouted as she points to her mortal blue eyes "and secondly, I know these things because we talk about them. He has a sister in Cyrodill and his father passed a year ago." She ended
"So we basically have no leads at all." The man reasoned "The only possible lead we have is that he either A: Left for Highrock, or B: got stuck in the Soul Cairn"
"Pretty much" Serana said, as the group of three walked into the dining hall
Whiterun, Jorvaskr
All the companions, circle and standard members or siting in at the table, with the Jarl, and his steward as guests, while Hrongar- his brother, is in charge of the city at the time. They themselves are discussing on the matter of a missing Dragonborn. The risks that come with it and how to solve these problems.
"You can't just expect me to send my guards outside of the hold to look for one man. If even one guard isn't on duty it would allow for either the Stormcloaks or Imperials to take the hold!" Balgruuf shouted at his steward
"My Jarl, we cant just leave Fenrir out for the wolves. That's why we came to the Companions." Avenicci said
Vilkas spoke up to lay down the information he had "We know you want our help, but we've already checked his last known location and found nothing. You were there Balgruuf! Chances are he left the province."
"Balgruuf, if you were there then why are you still trying to get there help when you already did?" Avenicci asked
"It was only me. I just so happened be in Dragonsreach to collect a bounty when he asked for my help. When he told me what was going on, I took up arms immediately" Vilkas explained to the steward
"Where was I during all of this?" The steward asked Balgruuf
"Not in the throne room that's for sure" The jarl said back "The reason I ask the rest of you is that if I have the full might of the Companions the. Just maybe we could speed up the process."
"It's practically been confirmed that Fenrir is no longer in Skyrim. Where would we even look? We have no leads or any idea where he may have gone." Torvar explained "I'm sorry Balgruuf, but the only people who are going to help are those who volunteer."
And with sorrow and helplessness in his voice Balgruuf states "To those of you who would join me on my search, please rise"
With that, Aela stands, Athis stands, Vilkas stands, Ria stands, and Farkas stands. The rest stay seated, and leave the others to search. "Let's go then!" Balgruuf shouts as his steward is sent back to Dragonsreach and Balgruuf leaves with his followers.
Blades Headquarters
"Damn!" An armored woman yells as she slams her hand on a table
"Calm down Delphine, we need patience if we're going to find him." An elderly man says in an attempt to calm her down
"Damnit Esbern I can't! I just can't!" She yells back "The Dragonborn is missing! How can I calm down!"
The arguing continues and a small group of 4 are minding their own business. A Nord and a Breton playing chess, an Orc sharpening his blade, and a Redguard sweeping the temple floor. All of which are doing their very best to tune out the bickering.
The Redguard was a decent sized female with jet black hair, a light skin tone, and yellow eyes. She was wearing the traditional blades armor and carried to scimitars which she inherited from her father as a parting gift. Her hair was tied in a ponytail with a single braided strand on the left side of her face.
The orc, also in traditional blades armor, was very muscular, had greenish-brown skin, and is slightly taller than an average Nord. He carried a dragon bone great sword as a trophy from a hunt, and had gems decorating the cross guard. He had brown eyes and put his brownish-black in a form of dreads, with wolf teeth piercings right above his eye brows.
The Breton, was in loungewear and leather boots while a steel dagger with a shock enchantment on it was strapped to his belt. He had short brown hair that came down to his shoulders and a small scar under his one green eye; the other eye was a lighter shade of green.
The Nord was dressed in a dragon scale helmet forged by the orc. He had a long, blond beard and no hair on his head to speak of. He was quite muscular for his size and only an inch shorter than the orc. He had a large burn scar on his left arm and had two steel axes at his disposal.
"She's been like this for over a week" the Redguard says
"I'm aware." The Breton says in response
The chess game was going well enough, without the noise getting in the way. The Nord was presumably winning while the Breton was concocting a plan in his head. A few more moves and the match was done. The Nord moved his Rook to take a Bishop, witch left an opening to take a Knight, yet this couldn't be done without a Pawn taking his Queen. The Breton moved his Pawn a space forward exposing the King. The Nord moved his Rook to put the king in check-mate. Only for his Rook to be taken out by another. The time to make another move was now, and out of the corner of the Breton's eye, Delphine stormed out of the room
Without hesitation of any kind the Breton spoke to his superior in a quite indifferent tone of voice "So Delphine, how was your screaming session?" He said as he moved his Queen to put the king in Check, to which he got a response of a much angrier yell
"We are in a fucking crisis right now! I don't even know how you two can calmly play a chess game with the Dragonborn missing!" Delphine screamed in a mixture of rage, anxiety, worry, and sadness
The Nord spoke this time "To say that I'm calm would be nowhere near to how I actually feel. The boss is missing and we don't know where to look, so I can definitely say that I'm quite worried." He was still focused on the game though, moving his Bishop to take a Rook
Doing this let the Breton put his Knight in the position to put the Nord's king in check. "I win." The breton said in a flat tone "Hand over the helmet"
"Here you go." The Nord said, reluctantly handing over the helmet "Dick"
"Would you two stop!" Delphine yelled at them "And why do you have the helmet!?"
Timidly the Breton says "Well me and Hirin were betting on who gets to wear Fenrir's helmet for the day and I won."
"Congratulations on your win." Delphine said, clearly irritated "Now take the helmet off or I beat you with it"
The Breton took off the helmet and handed it to Delphine while Hirin was just sitting there, barely keeping his eyes open as he had not slept last night.
Outside the temple cave
"Savage!" A high elf yelled as he pulled out his axe from a Forsworn's chest
"Why would the Blades chose this place to take residence?" Another high elf asked
"It beats me?" Another said
"Eliir? What do you think?" A high elf asked a heavily armored male high elf with a war hammer "Eliir?"
"Keep your eyes on the temple." Eliir told the Thalmor Justiciar "And keep your blade ready, I don't want to see you fall to these beasts Minorie" and with that Eliir gave Minorie a small peck on the cheek to which she blushed and the other 17 men started to laugh a bit, while the women just sigh at the laughing men.
Eliir ignored them
The Thalmor assault party walked up the cave and spotted a man. Imperial probably, it could have also been a Breton. He was short average built. Wearing the blades armor, helmet included, although stands of light brown hair were sticking out from the sides. A glass bow and arrows in use. He fired off some shots to the crowd of Thalmor which was met back with more arrows.
He ran to the door and entered the temple. In there he saw Delphine yelling again. "Everyone! Take up arms!" He yelled
"Is something wrong Calinus?" The orc asked while the rest of the blades were taken by surprise of the sudden outburst.
"Thalmor! They're here! Everyone get ready!" Calinus yelled as everyone freaked out
"Maurice! Why are you not in your armor!" Calinus screamed at the Breton
"Because I wasn't expecting an attack!" He shouts in response
The Breton was fully dressed in his leather armor as well as the rest of them in their Blades armor. Then they heard banging on the door. It got louder, and louder. Then it stopped for a bit. And with a loud crash it came down, the assault party in the temple and ready for a fight.
Calinus shot glass arrows into the heads of two Thalmor. One Justiciar and one standard unit. Hirin with his two axes, swung them sideways into the first elf he saw, getting them stuck in her chest. And without pulling the axes out, spun around to the back of the elf with two large gashes into her torso.
A Thalmor archer took aim and shot Hirin in his burnt arm, where he then screamed in pain. Calinus saw the screaming ally, and shot a soldier trying to cut him with an axe.
"Hirved!" Eliir shouted as he saw his axe wielding ally go down, only to come to blows with the Redguard and her scimitars pressing against the war hammer
"Don't loose focus elf" The Redguard said to him maliciously
"Shariah! Focus on him! I'll cover you!" Calinus said to the Redguard from the upper floor of the temple, shooting down a battlemage
"Got it!" She yelled back
"Filthy men! You'll pay for that!" Eliir screams at them as he pushes shariah off of him.
She lands on the ground ready to be smashed with a war hammer. Until the orc tackles Eliir, stopping the death blow "Thanks Bardul!" Shariah shouted as she takes on two Thalmor soldiers while the Orc takes her place
Delphine is backed into a corner- literally. Surrounded by three soldiers she does the only thing she can think of. She kicks one in the family jewels, bashes the throat of one with her shield, and stabs the other through the mouth. No longer backed against the wall, she sticks her sword in one and crushed the head of another.
Hirin fighting with one arm, fending off a battle mage trying to burn him alive, gets his axe thrown away from him, under a chair. Taking advantage of the situation, the battle mage is ready to send a lightning bolt into the Nord, 'til an arrow goes through his hand.
Maurice coming from Delphine's location, throws his dagger towards the mages neck, killing him instantly. "Take this!" Maurice said in panic, handing him a healing potion. Hirin, thinking that any moment he could die, takes the potion and rushes to get his axes and find the leader who was currently fighting Bardul.
Esbern is handling the situation a bit differently than the others. He smashes a chair into one soldier knocking him out instantly. He punches a Justiciar in the stomach, knocking the wind out of him. He then opens his hands and a massive ice-spike goes straight through the elf.
Eliir sees the amount of losses going on around him and calls a retreat. Enraged, he pushes the orc off him, staggering him. He and his men make it out alive but barely.
8 out of the 30 units make it out alive. In the crowd he takes a head count and notices something worrying. He calls role. Minorie didn't make it out.
Wether they killed her or not was yet to be seen. The only thing on his mind was getting Minorie back, and dealing with Elenwen's wrath when they get back.
Blades Temple
Bardul and Hirin are standing at the door, stopping anyone from fleeing. The elf's were outnumbered, 5 to 7. Who would win? Isn't that obvious. The blades outnumbered them, yet two hadn't given up. They rushed the pair, only for one to be shot in the head by Calinus and the other to be electrocuted by Esbern.
Now it's 3 to seven. Realizing that the Thalmor party is done for, they reach for their knives. One slits his throat. Before Minorie and the other can do the same they're tackled by Delphine and Maurice, and have their knives thrown away from them.
Hirin gets near Minorie and speaks in a low, threatening voice "Now you and your friend here are going to tell us everything we want to know, or bad things happen"
Minorie was only imagining the bad things that could happen. Yet, she was over exaggerating the events in her head... a lot. "Please don't, I'm saving myself for someone." She sheepishly said, holding back her tears
This surprises Hirin and takes him off guard "I'm sorry, what? I would never go that far. What the hell do you think I am, some sort of animal? Oh wait your Thalmor, of course you do." He says angrily
That made Minorie feel a bit better, yet still she was terrified for her life. The things her parents told her about the races of man made her terrified. And to be a prisoner of them scared her even more. Although she didn't know what to think about the orc. It confused her. She wouldn't stop staring at him. And he wouldn't stop staring at her. He was just slightly annoyed that she wouldn't stop looking.
Ratway, theives guild
"Did you hear about Fenrir?" A bald man in black theives armor asked
"Yes Delvin we all heard. He's missing and we have no clue where he is." A woman with platinum blonde hair responded
"Hey everybody! Listen!" A voice sounded through the halls "The blades have just been attacked!"
"Let me guess, by the Thalmor?" The woman answered
"That would be correct Vex." The voice said as a man with long brown hair came from the corner
"And how did you get this information Bryjolf?" Vex asked
"I got it from Esbern. 5 hours ago they were attacked by the Thalmor and got two war prisoners. It would have been three if one didn't kill himself." Brynjolf ended
"The Jarl of Whiterun also got a group of Companions to look around for him." The barkeep said
"Ooh, now that is quite interesting." Brynjolf said
"Aren't we gonna do something about this?" Delvin asked
"I think we should just let the Blades and Companions do their thing. I'll be off to tell Delphine about the Companions looking for Fenrir. You just look around for more information, that's how we'll help." Brynjolf said as he left the room
Blades Temple
Never have ever happening to the group before, they had to make a temporary prison cell to keep their POWs in. They chose a large storage room and used some rope to tie their hands and feet together. Shariah came in with a quill and ink, as well as a small piece of parchment. "Names?" She asked
"You'll never get my name you vermin!" The Justiciar yelled, causing an echo through the temple "We will rule over you one day!" He screamed a again
"Keep dreaming" she said flatly "Bardul! We got an unruly one here!" She called. The prisoners then saw the Orc com into the room with a tired expression
"Which one?" He asked, half asleep from the battle
"The male. Just try and get his name." She said as Bardul picked him up and carried him to the other side of the closet
"Okay then. Name?" Shariah asked with a big shit-eating grin on her face
Minorie was about to resist and tell her off until she heard the deathly scream of her ally across the hall. Her face went pale with fear, and she complied almost immediately "Hi, my name is Minorie. It's wonderful to meet you!" She said with fear basically written on her forehead. More screaming is heard from the other prisoner.
Hirin rubs his temples as if he had a headache with one hand, while the other is holding a book. "Shit the hell up! I'm trying to read godsdamnit!" Hirin yells with anger. He walks up to the High Elf and punches him across the face, knocking him unconscious
"Hirin, you are an idiot." Bardul says
"Just let me read. Get his name when he wakes up." Hirin sat back down and went back to reading his book "Where was I?"
"So Minorie, I'm gonna ask a few questions. The more you resist means the more time you'll spend with my friend over there." Shariah firmly says as she points to Bardul who emits a loud belch and throws a bottle of mead behind him
"Ask away." She conplies
"Alright then. First question, who sent you and why?"
"We were sent by Elenwen. We were tasked of finding the Blades and wiping them out. The logic was that since the Dragonborn is no longer here that it would be an easy matter wiping you out." She felt something shift in her stomach. She felt as if she betrayed her people, she felt horrible.
"Next question, who was the leader of your party?"
"His name is Eliir. He's a Lieutenant for the Isles forces. He's also my betrothed. He was the one who almost crushed your skull" Minorie felt more guilt and humiliation as she gave away information like this. She was filled with fear and sorrow as she went on.
"Your engaged to him I see? Next question, what was your position in the party?"
"Support. I never trained for direct combat. Even though I carried a knife it was meant to end my life should I be caught like this. I was a healer."
"Last question, what is your social status?"
"Excuse me?" Minorie asked with a bit of confusion
"I'm asking if you're of nobility, or a commoner, maybe working class?"
'This is the only opportunity to lie, even though I could of done it before. Why didn't I?' Minorie thought to herself. "I am Minorie, daughter of-" she caught herself before she could finish. She almost let it slip. "Daughter of Mosir, a general goods trader." She said timidly
"Bullshit, your lying. You paused. I could always send you with the Orc." She looks over her shoulder to find him sleeping in his chair "I'll wake him up. He's always cranky when he wakes up though." Shariah said with a candle light spell over her head. She looks up "Not funny Maurice"
"I just wanted to have some fun." He complained. This made Minorie laugh a bit.
"Tell me the truth or I will wake him up" Shariah said
"Fine. My name is Minorie. I am the daughter of Arrellor, an elite member of the Thalmor and head of operations of Talos worship in Cyrodiil. He is the head of the embassy in Cyrodiil, stomping out Talos worship where he can."
This information put the Blades in a risky position. They basically had the daughter of a nobleman-like status as a war prisoner. This could go amazingly well or horribly wrong.
Only a few seconds later, Brynjolf is seen walking into the main hall. He and Calinus speak and eyebrows are raised on both sides. Minorie is escorted to a bed chamber and Brynjolf leaves with a hand wave.
With the Companions
They're nearing the capital city of Solitude. Hoping to get a boat to Highrock. Before they reach the main gate they're met by a woman with pale white hair and eyes. Carrying two ancient scimitars and wearing a combination of leather and chain mail. She's almost as tall as Balgruuf.
"Excuse me?" She asks " Aren't you the Jarl of Whiterun?"
"Yes that would be me. Why do you ask?"
"Well, it's just that I heard from a few friends that my brother went missing. And he was suspected of going to Highrock." She says
"And?" Balgruuf goes on
"It's just that I heard you were friends with him, and are also tracking him?" She says
"You know Fenrir?" Vilkas asks
"Of course I do, he's my brother. Technically, it's more like half-brother." She said. This took the crew by surprise. Fenrir had never mentioned family before. What were they supposed to think of this?
"Why should we believe you?" Athis said with his sword semi-drawn.
"What can I do to make you believe me?" She asks
"I'm not sure?" Athis said "Can we at least get your name?"
"My name is Sildria. I was going to ask if I could come with you guys to find my brother?"
Balgruuf hesitantly but confidently says yes, to which she jumped in joy. The men and women manage to hire a large boat to take them to the nearest Breton city, and with all that they sailed off into the sea. All while Sildria was heavily watched as her claim to be the Dragonborn's half-sister was still quite wary.
Sea of ghosts, 20 minutes later
Everything is quiet. The sea wouldn't be described as calm but definitely not rough. Fog descends on the ship and it's crew, covering everyone in it's grasp with its density.
"You know what they say about the Sea of Ghosts?" Ria asked Athis
"What?" Athis asked back
"That the ghosts of sunken sailors and pirates climb out of the water and onto the boat. Killing all that live and force them to join their ranks." Ria said maliciously with hints of enjoyment, clearly scaring Athis
"Those are just rumors with no truth." Vilkas said "People who have claimed to have seen these ghosts must've been drugged up on skooma."
"It's not like ghosts don't exist though. Right?" Farkas asked with some doubt
"They exist all right. But the rumors heard from the men are just unbelievable." Vilkas responded
"So, Ria, Athis. Why did you two decide to follow?" Aela asked them
"Well, I followed because I kinda look up to him ya know. He always just someone you'd strive to be. And I don't want to lose a man than important to me. I also want to test my arm against his." Ria explained with joy and excitement
"When did you start looking up to that goof." Sildria asks
"After Kodak's death" Ria said "it's just how far he'll go to make people happy and sleep safe at night."
Sildria thought a bit to herself about Fenrir. The fun times of when they had fun with each other, the adventuring in the mountains and forests. 'I guess he's more loved than I originally thought' she thinks to herself
Aela turns her head towards Athis, gesturing that it's his turn
"I don't know why I came. I just felt like I should've. And also it's a good excuse to get away from Njada." And that last part was the kicker.
"I don't think that's the only reason though? Is it?" Aela asked
"That's the only reason. Just really needed to get away from her." Athis said
And for the rest of the day the ship fell silent. The waves battering the hull, the fog finally letting up slightly. And soon after night came. And everyone slept, peacefully.
Magnolia, destroyed Fairy Tail guild hall
"What the hell happened here?" Valerica asked
"It's completely destroyed. Who could've done this?" Lucy questioned
"Natsu you don't look to happy about this." Fenrir states as he looks at a steaming Natsu
The group walked to the guild hall to look for any answers they may get. All at the same game asking themselves, 'who could have done this'
A/N so how'd you like it? It may not be my best work and it didn't focus on Fenrir all that much this time. I wanted to give a reason to focus on Skyrim more than usual, while at the same time focusing on the main show. So I came up with that. I guess you could call it the Prisoner of War arc, or whatever. It's something I'm gonna have fun with in the future if and I hope you enjoy it too.
I would also like to thank you for waiting for my return and not just up and leaving. You have my gratitude.