Morrowind: Unleashing Power
Chap. 3
There was another rumble in the ground, making the general and all of his cavalry fly off their horses. "Could this be the work of Dagoth Ur?" The general was more puzzled than ever. He was mad because it disrupted his fight. The Daedra stopped where they stood, also trying to figure out the rumbling power.
Then, the ground shook with terrible force! Cracks opened in the ground, with soldiers and Daedra falling in. "Damn it! Retreat into the lower sections!" The general gave a desperate cry for retreat. This is what the general did not want to happen. But, the quake was affecting both sides, the good and the bad. The earthquakes were getting much worse. Lava was spewing from the cracks and melting the bodies of the warriors that once stood there. "Oh Septim, help me! Please someone kill me!" The cry of despair from a soldier caught the generals attention. A picture of a soldier with his arms melting, blood bursting across his chest from the rocks that flew through him, was all that the general saw. "Good lord, no." General Dukis, fleeing from the terrible sight behind him, caught a molten rock into his chest. The soldiers had lost all hope in following orders and tried to retreat while General Dukis laid on the ground. He looked at his wound and only saw red, bubbling blood run all over him. General Dukis, was dead.
Once the earthquakes past, the armies of good and bad were at the slopes of Mt. Dagoth. The armies looked like they weren't trying to fight anymore, just surprised that they stayed alive through the disaster. The armies stopped and looked at the mountain where they just saw their friends die. Bodies of the dead started to rise off the ground. Skeletons crawled out of the cracks of the mountain. There seemed that there was a great summoning that summoned an army of the dead. The armies were surprised to see that the dead were rising! "What is this necromancy?" The spearman general tried to move after seeing the dead moving toward them. The spearmen were frozen into place, like a paralysis spell was also cast. None of the other armies were moving either. The armies that shook the world under them were now frozen into paralysis as they watched an army of the dead march toward them with weapons in their hands. There was no way that anyone or anything was going to survive. But were the dead trying to destroy the troops of all armies?
An arrow, shot from one of the dead hit a Dark Elf in the head. The Dark Elf warrior fell over, dead. Then, like a flock of birds, the newbourne dead ran/marched toward the frozen figures. "It is over then." Said one High Elf Cavalry member. The dead were in melee range now. They raised their weapons in their hands and cut down the warriors where they stood. Everything and everybody that fought on Mt. Dagoth, was slaughtered. The dead fell back to the ground, lifeless, not moving. The fight was over. The battle on Mt. Dagoth, was finished and done. General Dukis did what he had to do, he died. The letter that ordered him to die was in pieces, laying on a nearby corpse.
But our mysterious messenger was still standing in that very same spot. Did he not leave the battlefied to cast a spell? The message that he read from before his ritual was lying on the ground as he rode away on his horse. The message said,
"Grand summoning- a wave of horrors trample the ground and rise from it, causing paralysis to all who are near."
-Sixth House Library, Vivec
Chap. 3
There was another rumble in the ground, making the general and all of his cavalry fly off their horses. "Could this be the work of Dagoth Ur?" The general was more puzzled than ever. He was mad because it disrupted his fight. The Daedra stopped where they stood, also trying to figure out the rumbling power.
Then, the ground shook with terrible force! Cracks opened in the ground, with soldiers and Daedra falling in. "Damn it! Retreat into the lower sections!" The general gave a desperate cry for retreat. This is what the general did not want to happen. But, the quake was affecting both sides, the good and the bad. The earthquakes were getting much worse. Lava was spewing from the cracks and melting the bodies of the warriors that once stood there. "Oh Septim, help me! Please someone kill me!" The cry of despair from a soldier caught the generals attention. A picture of a soldier with his arms melting, blood bursting across his chest from the rocks that flew through him, was all that the general saw. "Good lord, no." General Dukis, fleeing from the terrible sight behind him, caught a molten rock into his chest. The soldiers had lost all hope in following orders and tried to retreat while General Dukis laid on the ground. He looked at his wound and only saw red, bubbling blood run all over him. General Dukis, was dead.
Once the earthquakes past, the armies of good and bad were at the slopes of Mt. Dagoth. The armies looked like they weren't trying to fight anymore, just surprised that they stayed alive through the disaster. The armies stopped and looked at the mountain where they just saw their friends die. Bodies of the dead started to rise off the ground. Skeletons crawled out of the cracks of the mountain. There seemed that there was a great summoning that summoned an army of the dead. The armies were surprised to see that the dead were rising! "What is this necromancy?" The spearman general tried to move after seeing the dead moving toward them. The spearmen were frozen into place, like a paralysis spell was also cast. None of the other armies were moving either. The armies that shook the world under them were now frozen into paralysis as they watched an army of the dead march toward them with weapons in their hands. There was no way that anyone or anything was going to survive. But were the dead trying to destroy the troops of all armies?
An arrow, shot from one of the dead hit a Dark Elf in the head. The Dark Elf warrior fell over, dead. Then, like a flock of birds, the newbourne dead ran/marched toward the frozen figures. "It is over then." Said one High Elf Cavalry member. The dead were in melee range now. They raised their weapons in their hands and cut down the warriors where they stood. Everything and everybody that fought on Mt. Dagoth, was slaughtered. The dead fell back to the ground, lifeless, not moving. The fight was over. The battle on Mt. Dagoth, was finished and done. General Dukis did what he had to do, he died. The letter that ordered him to die was in pieces, laying on a nearby corpse.
But our mysterious messenger was still standing in that very same spot. Did he not leave the battlefied to cast a spell? The message that he read from before his ritual was lying on the ground as he rode away on his horse. The message said,
"Grand summoning- a wave of horrors trample the ground and rise from it, causing paralysis to all who are near."
-Sixth House Library, Vivec