Chapter 13. The Amulet of Hirstaang
A/n:3 more chapters till Larka! But, for all you people who have jut read my story for the first time, you really don't care. The countdown is just for SilverSunflower and her readers, yeah. Here go it.
Vvardenfell walked through the fort, staring at the large stone walls that loomed up in front of her. It was just after sunset, and as she left the fort and walked into the forest she saw a large shadow dart behind one of the larger trees.
"Who's there?" se called, casting her dagger and holding Skooma close.
She head, from far off in the distance, a long, sorrowfull howl that sent a shiver down her spine. The shadow darted again, this time nearer. Skooma began to whimper.
"It's okay." She whispered setting Skooma down. "Its only a wolf." She cast her dagger, the magic showing bright against the darkness of the night. She cast a strong chamelion spell over Skooma and a shadow spell over herself.
"Stay here." She whispered to Skooma. "I'll be back."
She walked silently into the shadows surrounding the trees. It took her only a split second to find what she was looking for, a dark werewolf was standing by a tree, peering out angerly into the newly emptied meadow. Vvardenfell snuk slowly behind it, trying desperately not to make noise on the crunching ice. She breathed deeply, prayed silently, and jumped.
The werewolf snarled and strained it's arms to grapple uselessly at the Nord that clung to it's back. Vvardenfell took a second to brace herself and then lunged her dagger into it's throat.
It wailed pitifully and threw her brutally against a large tree as if fell to the ground dead.
"Search big hairy!" She heard Skooma yell from somewhere off to her left.
Vvardenfell fumbled around it's body and found an amulet around it's thick neck. She turned it in her hand, and found an engraving. On it it said:
Amulet of Hirstaang
"Is this it?" She shouted, holding it out to Skooma.
"Yes, that Solsthiem. Pretty goddess lady!" he screamed, falling back and pointing behind Vvardenfell with one of his arms.
Vvardenfell turned. Behind her standing silently was a woman with long, flowing white hair, with long, equally white robes. Skooma had been right, this must be Azura, for light seemed to radiate from her, and her voice echoed through the rocks, trees, and every natural surrounding, it even seemed to echo from Vvardenfell's inner body.
Go back to Vvardenfell,
And after an odd encounter,
Go to a Daedric ruin,
Retrieve a Dai-Katana.
You must then go to Vivec,
And enter his temple,
Speak with him,
And he will challenge
You, you must then
Cast him down in a
Fight to the death.
Take this as a
Remembrance of this prophecy.
Azura extended an opened hand, and in it was a pure white bracelet with a crescent-moon and star design covering the outer rim.
Vvardenfell reached out her hand and took it gently, she watched as the image of Azura sifted away in the wind.
She looked at the bracelet, it was too small to go around her hand, but it seemed tat it would fit perfectly around her wrist. It suddenly popped open, and snapped down across her wrist, resealing itself permanently around her wrist.
She took the amulet, held it for a second, and lifted it around her neck.
Vvardenfell realized for the first time that there was Dunmer writing on the bracelet. She read it quietly and watched as a pure light radiated from it's core. Skooma shrieked at the sudden brightness and fell behind her legs.
"It's alright Skooma, it's just the bracelet." She said soothingly
Skooma took a moment to stare at the white light.
"Light bright!" Skooma yelled excitedly. He began to dance around as good as a Mudcrab could.
Vvardenfell began to laugh. She realized that it was the first time she had had a good laugh since she had left the ceremony in tears.
She prepared a small bed for Skooma from dried grasses and the two had a pleasant night camping under the stars.
A/n: Hi, yeah, told you about the plot change, and yeah, PLEASE REVIEW!