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Chapter 4: Weynon Priory

The journey seemed to take hours, as Solethio had to travel on foot to Weynon Priory. But after talking to fellow travelers, and receving a detailed compass, the blonde half-breed now stood before a tall stone structure, that seemed to represent a magnificent monastary with the addition of an chapel to the right of it. Focusing back to the task at hand, he quickly entered the chapel, looking for anyone to reveal the location of Jauffre. Upon entering, he quickly noticed a man silently praying as an alter stood before him. Showing some respect, he waited until the man was finished before conversing with him.

"Excuse me, do you know where i'll find the man name Jauffre?"

"Ahh..brother Jauffre, I suppose you should find him in the library within the main house."

"I see thank you...-"

"Prior Maborel, i'm one of the members within the Order of Talos. Jauffre is another.."

"Thank you Prior Maborel, i'll take my leave." stated the blonde, before exiting the chapel, and quickly jogging to the main building. As he entered, he was once again sidetracked as he admired the sight before him. The room itself was quite dark, with only candles acting as the source of light. But by the aid of the burning candles did he notice that there were numerous elegant paintings that had adorned the surrounding walls.

"Up the stairs and to the right, that is where he is located." the sudden voice had surprised him, and quickly turning did he noticed that it was once again the Prior. Nodding his head in thanks, he made his way up the stairs and walked to the being who was current dwelled within the book he was currently reading.

"Excuse me? Jauffre?"

"What do you want?" his eyes lingered from the book to the face above

"The Emperor sent me here to find you sir."

"Emperor Uriel? Do you know something about his death?"

"Unfortunately, I was there when he died." by the look on his face, Jauffre took it the wrong way

"You'd better explain yourself. Now. Otherwise..." he let the threat linger within the air

"No! Not like that! He gave me the Amulet of Kings." Solethio quickly re-stated, his hands reaching into his pocket. Jauffre's face seemed to show that he didn't believe him, as he gently placed his book down and leaned back in his chair.

"You brought me the Amulet of Kings? This cannot be. Let me see it."

Pulling his hand out with amulet in hand, he handed it over to him. The look of puzzlement yet shocked was obviously present.

"By the Nine! This IS the Amulet of Kings!"

"What was your first guess.." mumbled Solethio, causing the older man to glare

"Who are you? How did you get this? What do you know of the Emperor's death?" he rose from his seat, as his voice increased in volume

"I was placed into prison for reasons unknown, only to have hysteria ensue the minute I woke up. Then by chance, the secret escape route was located within my cell. This caused for me and Emperor Uriel Septim himself to meet. He said things along my presence being known within his dreams, and how I need to face an evil cult and thensome... So in short, before he died, he gave me the Amulet telling me to seek you out and maybe you would shed some light on this whole ordeal." Solethio took a breather before he waited for a response

"As unlikely as your story sounds, I believe you. Only the strange destiny of Uriel Septim could have brought you to me carrying the Amulet of Kings." he returned to his seat with a disturbed look upon his face

"So.. can you shed any light? What did he mean by 'Close shut the jaws of Oblivion?" That was one statement that could never leave his mind, regardless of how hard he tried.

"His meaning seems unclear to me as well. The Emperor seemed to perceive some threat from the demonic world of Oblivion."

"Demonic? You mean as in daedra?"

Jauffre nodded his head in acknoledgement. "Yes, the Prince of Destruction, Mehrunes Dagon, is one of the lords of Oblivion. But the mortal world is protected from the daedra of oblivion by magical barriers."

"If our mortal world is protected by these magical barriers, then how can Oblivion threaten us?"

"I'm not sure. Only the Emperors truly understand the meaning behind the rituals of coronation. The Amulet Of Kings is ancient. Saint Alessia herself received it from the gods. It is a holy relic of great power. When an Emperor is crowned, he uses the Amulet to light the Dragonfires at the Temple of the One in the Imperial City. With the Emperor dead and no new heir crowned, the Dragonfires in the Temple will be dark, for the first time in centuries." he gave a sad sigh as he continued. "It may be that the Dragonfires protected us from a threat that only the Emperor was aware of."

"I can't believe that such an event of this magnitude, happened all at once in one night.. Even though I never personally met the Emperor until last night, I was informed that he was a good man." Solethio's somber voice came out lower than a whisper before he continued. "The Emperor asked me to find his son. He informed me that you know about him too?"

With an affirmitive nod, Jauffre began telling Solethios about the heir in secret. "I am one of the few that had known of his existance. Many years ago, I served as captain of Uriel's bodyguards, the Blades. One night Uriel called me into his private chambers. A baby boy lay sleeping in a basket. Uriel told me to deliver him somewhere safe. He never told me anything else about the baby, but I knew it was his son. From time to time he would ask about the child's progress. Now, it seems that this illegitimate son is the heir to the Septim Throne. If he yet lives."

"Do you know where I can find him?"

"As of now he's outside the borders of Cyrodiil, I think he's at the Province of Elsweyr, studying about faith and history. His return is scheduled within 8 months as he would arrive at Kvatch. His name is Martin. When 8 months pass, you'll find him serving Akatosh in the chapel in the city of Kvatch, south of here."

"Is that so.. today is the 7th of Mid-Year, so within 8 months time that would be Sun's Dawn." he replied confidently

"Correct. So 8 months should give you ample time to study, learn, or gather what skills you may have or acquire, as I see a difficult journey ahead of you. If I was you, I would head over to Chorrol's fighting guild and browse their goods."

"Sorry, but I fancy spells over swords thank you." replied the blonde with a laugh

"Oh really? I thought you were an Imperial? It's rare nowadays to see Imperial mages.."

"Actually, i'm half, my mother's a Breton."

"Interesting..well, i'm sure Chorrol also has a valuable Mages Guild as well. Be well prepared, as i'm sure the enemy will be looking for him as well when the time comes, and if that proves to be true, his life will be in great danger."

"I will, i'll be leaving you then."

"Where will you be heading?"

"I'll be heading over to Chorrol, I would like to see how my guild is doing."

"Your guild?"

"Yes, i'm the representative and leader of the Chorrol Mages guild."

"That must mean that you're pretty good with magic, and to think that you were put into prison."

"Just make sure it doesn't hurt my reputation.." the blond joked, causing Jauffre to laugh. After saying goodbye, Solethios began his short journey to Chorrol, in hopes of reclaiming his lost items, and managing the guild until his main quest arrived.