I, Eternity
Disorientation
Leon's eyes opened slowly. His head throbbed. He knew that he had gone berserk the previous night, and that a full day had passed. He knew that, again, he had fallen and hit his head on a stone. He pushed himself up.
"Can't a guy get a bit of sleep around here?" He mumbled. The room was dark, but for him that didn't matter. The room was actually a dungeon. He heard the shuffling of a living thing behind the bars.
"Hey, who's there?" The living thing said. Leon walked over, and saw that in a cell was a Nord, thin and tired-looking.
"Just Leon." Leon said. "Who are you, why are you here, and while we're on that where the hell is here?"
The man gave him a confused look. "I'm Eystein, I've been here for a long time, I was captured years ago, and we're on Yokuda, under that big stone tower."
"Okay." Leon said. "There are two other Nords on this island, Brennus and Engar. Do you know them?"
"What, because I'm a Nord I know all other Nords?" Eystein asked.
"No, because you're a Nord who'se been here a while, maybe you know the other two Nords who have."
"Well, honestly you're right." Eystein said. "They're my brothers. We're exiled Skyrim royalty- well, former royalty. Our family was overthrown and exiled. I turned to piracy, the othes dissapeared."
"Well, I'm gonna let you go now. I know I have something to do here, and if you help me, I'll help you." Leon said, taking the old, rusted lock gently in his hands. with a sudden movement, he balled his hand into a fist and ground it to powder. He swung open the cell door.
"After you, highness." He said with an exaggerated gesture. Eystein walked out and picked a bar up off the ground.
"The man who captured me was named Rostrin." He said. "He bears a grudge against my family, and it has driven him absolutely mad. It's likely he's using your friends as bait to lure Brennus and Engar to him. They always did put honor before reason. I doubt he counted on us, though."
Eystein felt his way to the stairs and Leon followed. In the upper roomes, there was the light from the moons and stars to see. The walls were rough-hewn. There were more stairs leading up. The construction seemed fairly simmilar to an inverted White-Gold Tower. They continued to climb, their footsteps echoing strangely from the uneven walls. As they climbed, Leon began to hear voices. He knew Eystein wouldn't hear them yet, but they sounded angry.
"Let's hurry." Leon said. "It sounds like we're late to the party."
They quickened their pace up the stairs. The hungry, malnourished Eystein began to pant and sweat. He fell behind as Leon made his way up. When he got to the door to the topmost chamber, he found it already burst open and a dark fog spilling out, obscuring all vision. he wrapped his eyes in a spell to detect living things, but as soon as he entered the mist it disippated. Concerned, Leon began to feel his way around the room. He heard the sounds of battle, but couldn't make out what was happening. The black fog was clearly Largot's doing.
The fog began to clear, wrapping itself around a crystal in the center of the room. Leon finally took in the whole scene.
Brennus already lay dead. Laria and Dan were shaken, a dagger laced with magic laying by them. Largot, Saylo, and Engar were pressing the attack on Rostrin, who had a panicked look on his face. Leon could tell that the battle was already won. Eystein walked in, took one look at the body and knelt silently by it as the fight ended.
Leon walked out, letting the aftermath go as it would. As he left, he saw a flash of images. He knew what Largot's fate was, and he knew he had the power to change it. He smiled and resolved to do so. He stepped outside into the dry night air, and took it in.
The ground suddenly began to pitch and shake, and large chunks began falling from the tower. He dodged left and right as they fell, and the others ran out from the tower.
"If I had to venture a guess," Leon said, "it would be that you decided to destroy the stone of this tower?"
They nodded. Leon looked up as the last of the tower crumbled to dust.
"You guys did a great job." Leon said. People began to run up from the village, and mingle with the ones who had fought. Leon began to turn away, when from the corner of his eye he saw a movement. He turned around just in time to see Eyetein holding a knife that was buried in the back of the Dunmer mage, Fathis. Eystein ran off towards the village with Largot in hot pursuit as Leon ran over to the dead mer, trusting Largot to deal with the murderer.
