Chapter 11: Memories

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The warmth, he didn't know if he could take it anymore. Hammerfell, they were here because of the war, the war between The Empire and the Aldmeri Dominion.

He was almost surprised that he hadn't died from the heat already. Nords weren't built for the heat of Hammerfell.

"Kaval." Came the relieved voice of his wife, a battlemage in the Legion, serving alongside her soldier husband.

"Vesian, i am glad you are alright" The Nord said in a warm voice.

The Imperial embraced the Nord in a loving hug.

As they stood there embraced in the hug, his thoughts drifted to the war. Were they losing already, what would happen if they were? He was afraid, afraid of the consequences, if they suffered a defeat.


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Vardarr awoke, startled, with sweat dripping down his face. There had been another nightmare, about his father's death. They had been occurring for years, at uncertain times.

He sat up on his bed, looking towards the wall with an empty gaze. He hated the nightmares.

Years, he had only been half a year at the College. But he had learned, he could successfully cast armor spells, belong to the Alteration disiplin. He had learned mostly from a elderly man named Tolfdir, an expert in Alteration,, and Colette Marence a Breton Restoration master. He was still a Novice in the Destruction discipline however. At times the College seemed so empty but there were of course, other students too, he had made friends with a few of them. Namely a Dunmer named Brelyna, and a Nord by the name of Onmund.

It was still hard to believe that 6 months had gone by, 6 months since Nico had left.

"We have arranged a expedition to the ancient city of Saarthal, we would want you all to participate, and hope we can learn more about it." Tolfdir had said.

He had managed to sleep a nightmare free sleep, now he was standing in the Hall of the Elements, the main teaching hall of the College, along with the other students.

Saarthal, an ancient Nord city, sacked during the infamous Night of Tears. He had been told as much by the librarian.

He wondered what Saarthal had in store for them, regardless they were about to earn more knowledge.