Chapter 2

Three Weeks

Vivec, Almalexia, and Sotha Sil sat in the Palace of Vivec. They had summoned the Nerevaraine. With them were eight of there nine advisors: Orag, Saryoni, The Hand of Spirituality, The Hand of Magic, The Hand of War, The Prophet of Magic, The Prophet of Spirituality, and the Prophet of War. Absent from the group was Draonor Uras.

The Nerevaraine entered the Palace. Vivec said "Welcome Lord Nerevaraine. We are going to declare war on the Empire, what do you say."

"I would side with them." Said the Nerevaraine

"Fine." Said Vivec. "Kill him."

As Vivec said that Orag charged the Nerevaraine, but he took out Sunder and killed Orag. The Hands of Almalexia started casting spells, but the Nerevaraine threw a spear through all of them. Saryoni attempted to call the Ordinaters, but he was struck down by Keening. The Prophets were attempting to escape, but the Nerevaraine stabbed one, and choked the other two to death. Vivec summoned 20 high Ordinaters, but they were all killed by the Nerevaraine. The Nerevaraine picked up the spear and through it at Sotha Sil, killing him. Almalexia screamed, and the Nerevaraine ran up and cut her head off. Vivec was now trapped in the corner of the room. He cast the Wrath of Vivec, but it bounced of Sunder. The Nerevaraine and Vivec battled, but Vivec was killed.

"Ah, Lord Nerevar, you did exactly what I planned." Said Draonor Uras, who had just entered the Palace of Vivec after the slaughter of the Tribunal.

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At the funeral of the Emperor and his kin, a priest to Tiber Septim announced that the Septim line had ended. The next Emperor was to be was unknown. There was a probability that the Kingdoms would go to war, and who ever were triumphant would be declared Emperor. The People were, naturally, against this idea. They would hope to put an Imperial on the throne.

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On Summerset Isle, the High Elf King and his four advisors met.

"Your majesty, we fear the evils of old are coming back." Said the Advisor of Fire.

"Yes, we don't know how, but there is a hint of that shadow." Said the Advisor of Air.

"They were banished before we abolished slavery, even before we built the library." Said the Altmer King.

"Yes, it is unlikely, but think about it. The Emperors death, civil war is coming, just like the prophecy of evil." Said the Advisor of Water.

"We must find the source of this power. And I sense something strange coming from Morrowind. It feels like…Gods have died." Said the Advisor of Earth.

"It is time we open the Library to all. This way, everyone may combat the foe." Said the Altmer King, as a High Elf Spellsword ran in and said, "The Library is on fire. All of the records have been burnt!"

"Quickly, if we are to combat this evil, we must leave." Said the Altmer King. As that happened, The Royal Advisors dropped dead, blood was oozing all over the room, and The Altmer King was alone. Alone and dying.

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"Do it!" Shouted Draonor. "I will summon the good Daedra and you will kill them."

"No. I'll kill you." Said the Nerevaraine as he lifted up a spear and through it at Draonor. Draonor razed his hand and the spear fell.

"Nerevar, I am shocked. Thinking you can kill a servant of the old ones. Oh well." Said Draonor as he cast a spell that was causing nothing but pain to the Nerevaraine. The Nerevaraine screamed in the agonizing pain as he saw himself murder the Daedra in an image on the ground. "I'm surprised, Nerevar. If you will kill Vivec, Almalexia, and Sotha Sil, as well as countless individuals, yet you won't kill the Daedra."

"That's because the Daedra have given me my strength." Said the Nerevaraine.

"Fine. I'll take it away." Said Draonor, as he pointed his index finger at the weakened Nerevaraine. "The spell I'm casting is removing you of your divine strength. If you will spiritually bind yourself to an oath to kill the Daedra, I will give it back."

"NEVER!" Shouted the Nerevaraine in pain.

"Fine. I will merely kill you and then kill them myself."

"No!"

"Yes." Said Draonor as he cast a spell, leaving the Nerevaraine dead on the floor.

Draonor took out a mirror and an image appeared. "My lord of the Dead, the Tribunal have been killed by the Nerevaraine, and I have killed him. What is my next order?"

"Dispose of the Daedra Lords. All of them, good and evil."

"But Daedra cannot be killed, my lord."

"I know that, use this." Said the Lord of the Dead, handing a sword through the mirror.

"What is it?" Asked Draonor

"It is a Demon Slayer we took when we besieged Onyxsun. Daedra are essentially demons."

"Yes, my lord."

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On the Summerset Isles, the Tower of the Wizard Elderflame, Elderflame received a report from his apprentice, Magustrom.

"My Lord, the King is dead."

"What? Who is heir to the crown?"

"Everyone in his family is dead."

"That means Altmer nobility is being targeted. You must leave my tower now, or else you will be killed."

"But what about you?"

"It is to late, leave Elderflame after I tell you a deep ancient secret."

"What?"

"I believe I know what is behind this."

"What?"

"An ancient evil, banished from the world many millennia ago, has returned, to take its revenge."

"What is this evil?"

"The former House Spellweaver."

"Spellweaver! That name is forbidden to be spoken!"

"House Spellweaver was once the wisest of the Altmer Houses. They came from a distant continent, sunk by the tides. They taught us magic, long before the exile of the Dunmer. But their lord, Salazar Spellweaver, became interested in a book he saved from the drowning continent. It was entitled Xaxurus, or in the old tongue, the Book of Shadows. The book taught him many things to help our people, like multiply food, but in his study of the book, it taught him Necromancy and Dark Sorcery. Now before, what do you know about blood vampires?"

"That they may be killed on sight, and that they are the most vile creatures in society, according to the Imperials. But we with a talent for magic know that they can be useful."

"The Vampires of Nirn are not true Vampires. They are only shadows of the true things."

"What do you mean?"

"Real Vampires know Blacker Magic than Nirn has seen, aside from Xaxurus. Also, real Vampires may grow the wings of a bat, and may turn into a large wolf, almost as strong as a werewolf."

"What do they have to do with this?"

"Argh!" Shouted Elderflame in pain. "Leave, quickly. If you do not escape, the secret will die, and the Empire will have no knowledge against you!"

Magustrom ran out of the room, leaving Elderflame to the fate of his choice…death.

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Draonor had left the Palace of Vivec, leaving everyone in the Palace of Vivec there. The Daedra were powerful, but with the Demon Slayer, he was unstoppable. He went to his Mansion on the outskirts of Vivec to contact the Lord of the Dead. He looked at the mirror in the Pentagram Chamber of his Mansion, where he contacted the Lord of the Dead.

"Lord of the Dead, it is done." Said Draonor.

"Good. I have one more assignment for you involving the Daedra."

"What is it my lord?"

"Sever Nirn's connection to Oblivion. The Daedra have done nothing but get in my way."

"How am I to do that?"

"Go to the Altmer Province. My servants have been able to kill the Nobility, so you will be able to find where I send you undetected. You are going to the Temple of Oblivion, built before the Spellweaver arrival, abandoned before they left. In the central chamber, you will find the Sphere of Oblivion. Destroy it and Daedra will not be able to be summoned."

"My lord, why do attempt to stop the Daedra?"

"For they are infinite and cannot be killed without Demon Slayer, which are rare."

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Magustrom was at the docks of Elderflame. He had booked passage to High Rock, the only place other then the Summerset Isles with a decent magical library (at least according to High Elf Standards). All he needed was the escorts he hired, A Nord Barbarian named Hagarath, a Kajhit Thief named Habisara, and a Dunmer Nightblade named Shradreia. He planned to meet them in the local tavern, known as Myst.

At the tavern, Magustrom awaited the arrival of the escorts while drinking Cyrodilic Brandy. At the tavern, a Dunmer woman in a black robe, who was obviously a spell caster, came up to Magustrom and said "Are you Magustrom?"

"Why, are you Shradreia?" Said Magustrom

"No. I'm your assassin." She said as she cast an ice spell. Just before it hit Magustrom, a Nord jumped in front of the spell. As that happened, a Kajhit snuck behind the assassin and stabbed her in the stomach. When the assassin turned around to see who stabbed her, she was hit by a spell of fire and ice. The assassin dropped dead on the tavern floor.

"I take it you three are Hagarath, Habisara, and Shradreia."

"Aye, we be they. We are the Escort Company you hired from the Fighters Guild, Mages Guild, and Thieves Guild." Said Hagarath. He was tall and muscular, even for a Nord

"What ship are we going on?" Asked Habisara. From her appearance, she was obviously a former slave from Morrowind, likely just recently freed. Her clothes were torn and ripped.

"We are going on the Elder Flame, the ship of my teacher in magic." Said Magustrom

"Where is your master?" Said Shradreia.

"He was killed while the tower was being burnt." Said Magustrom. Considering they were mercenaries, he decided not to tell them what Lord Elderflame had said about the enemy. Magustrom was confused. How did his Master know who the enemy was? What did the Vampires have to do with it? And what were the secrets of House Spellweaver?

"Why are you going to High Rock?" Asked Shradreia.

"My Master has kin there, and I thought it a good idea to inform them." Said Magustrom

"Why do ya need an escort?" Asked Haggarath.

"Because I have heard rumors of pirates showing up around High Rock." Magustrom

"They be just rumors." Said Haggarath

"Well, it's also just to be safe." Said Magustrom

"Aye." Said Haggarath.

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Draonor had just arrived at the port of Tidewater, of the Summerset Isles. He had heard people talking in the street that Lady Tidewater had been killed that day. He gave himself a slight chuckle hearing that. The Lord of the Dead was correct. The Altmer Magic Nobles were being killed.

His plan was to go deep into the Summerset Isles, and find the abandoned shrine. When he was complete in severing Oblivions contact to the world, he would report to his master and get the next order. He would likely go back to Vvardenfel and be elected head of Morrowind, saying the Nerevaraine killed the living Gods and the Daedra, and by stealth, was able to kill the Nerevaraine in turn.

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"Only three weeks until the world will be mine. My armies will enter and I will rule." Said the Lord of the Dead.

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That's Chapter 2.

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