Cearbhail:

In this chapter, I'd like to remind you of a certain storyline I created but never actually explained. Please revisit Khajiit Battlemage chapter 39: Battle of the Kings, and chapter 29: Aedra soldiers. that will be all you need to know so that this chapter does not completely confuse you. Enjoy. Oh, and let me know what you think of this one. Especially part one...with Nexa and Vatu.

[Nexa]

Ruins and Dwarves Character Sheet

Name: J'vasti

Race: Khajiit, female

Class: Mage

Age: 17

Hair Color: Orange fur with black spots. Dragontail braid, mane color of light auburn.

Eye Color: Natural honey yellow.

Weight: 75 pounds.

Size: 5'2''.

Fears: Dogs, water, Redguards, Dunmer.

Preferred Enemies: Redguards, Dunmer, dogs, water, and alcohol.

Religious Believes: Twin Moons/ and that one day Khajiits and Argonians will be able to fall in love with each other without being thought of as weird.

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The camp sure was lively this morning. We were packing up and getting ready to embark on our assignments. We spent all day working on our characters and our teammates. My teammates were pretty special. The entire team of Sparvia was coming with me, as well as Nakuma, Oleeme, Brinsa, and three shadowscales we seemed to pick up after the battle was over. We found them lying in a pool of their own blood so we patched them up. They were taken out of the fight before my father gave the kill order, so it was easier for me to talk to them and convince them that I was in the right. It also helped that Julanza and Yuvenni spoke on my behalf. So, we have three new shadowscales on our team to make up for the loss of Meesei, Ram-ku, and Vistha. It's too bad they weren't with us now. I never got to see us become a real team. Instead, it fell apart before we could get there.

The towering walls of Kvatch were just a few feet from us, but we dared not to enter last night. With the possible threat of Ogres living inside, we stayed outside the walls on Lilly's orders. The lack of Aedra was troubling for sure, but we didn't need to jinx what luck we already had. Even though we got a good sleep last night and told everyone their orders, we were all still running around like lost dogs while preparing to depart on our assignments. I was already packed, and so was my entire team. But, even I wasn't calm. I kept watching as Vatu and his sister worked on packing up all her alchemy supplies. She kept them out in case they were attacked in the middle of the night. J'skar waited by their side watching amusingly at them. The rest of Vatu's team was already gathered around him packing up their own stuff as well while Crassi double-checked their R&D character sheets.

While Vatu and I were going in relative short teams to our destinations, Erandur and Hans were going in heavy. They were traveling to Summerset Isle with the rest of the battlemages to do as much damage as they could and see if they could find a way to drop the massive bubble shield surrounding our world. They probably had the hardest assignment of all of us. As such, the entire troop was already in formation while Hans personally checked everyone's gear. Primrose was towards the end of the formation waiting to get her gear inspected by Hans. She kept looking over at Vatu and then at me. She looked nervous. And right now, there was nothing she could do to get in my way. Perfect.

So, since this was the last time I was going to see anyone at all, I thought it would be a good idea if I snuck in a last goodbye to Vatu. And since Primrose can't come and stop me, it would make this so much better for me. So, I stopped checking my gear and walked over to Vatu. He was finishing up with Nisha's pack, happy to see that everything was perfectly stored. When he saw me walking up, he nodded a welcome to me. "Hi, Nexa." He said casually to me.

I walked right up to him, grabbed him by the back of his neck, pulled him off knees, and pulled him right in for a kiss. Everyone paused for a second, and Babette grabbed her mouth in surprise. Nisha's mouth dropped just as fast. "Hey!" She screamed. "You can't kiss my brother!" She said, running up to me, punching me with her tiny fists. "Stop kissing him!"

Vatu's arms flailed around a bit, like he didn't know what to do with them. He made light groans of confusion, but I held in in my tight embrace for a few seconds longer before pulling him away. When I scanned his face, he looked half lost in joy, and half lost in utter confusion. When he came back, he nodded. "Ok. You do know what will happen next, right?"

I nodded. "You will fall in love with me and we'll get married and have three children?"

He was about to remark, but he paused. "What?"

Lilly snickered but kept her mouth closed. She turned away from us and started walking away. I looked up at her, pointing my fingers. "According to her, we have three children, Vatu. We're destiny. I want those children. I want you."

His eyes softened up and he purred. His sister smacked him next. "No! You're my big brother! Stop loving her!" She pointed over to Primrose. "She's nicer! Love her!"

Vatu rolled his eyes. "Right, about that. Remember what I said would happen next?" He gestured over to Primrose. She was glaring right at us, her mouth gaped wide open. "Because you just did that…I have no idea what she will do now." He sighed. "And she has the power of controlling animals. I just hope she doesn't try to use it."

I grabbed onto Vatu's hands, pulling him away from the group. Nisha continued to follow us, growling as she tried to hit me. "Leave my brother alone." She cried at me.

I finally looked down at Nisha, seeing her eye-to-eye. "What do you have against me?"

She stopped. "You…um…" She looked away from me for a second. She started rubbing her chin in thought before tapping her toes on the dirt. "I had a very good reason, but I just can't think of it right now." She closed her eyes, thinking. "Oh yeah! You abandoned Vatu, and you tried to kill him! Primrose has saved Vatu's life every single time he's been wounded; she's cared for him, loved him. All you ever do is insult him and try to kill him."

"I've not once insulted Vatu." I told Nisha. "And I did not abandon him. I saved you. I risked my own life to save you, and even spent months in prison for treason against the Queen. Even now, I was going to abandon my life as Princess of Argonia to save Vatu from being killed when my father gave the death order to my team to kill him…and you. I may not be a healer; I may not have a soft and warm heart. I am a fighter, an assassin, a rogue. I may not be able to express my love by throwing myself in his arms, wrap myself up in his fur, and snuggle with him like the wood elf may do, but that does not make my feelings for him any less. The only reason the wood elf seems nice to you is because she's had more time to be with Vatu…every single minute I've been in prison. If I had been around, I'm certain Vatu would have chosen me by now." I looked at him. "I would do anything for you, Vatu. Anything." I hissed to him.

I know Vatu well enough to know when he becomes uncomfortable. He's very shy in his mannerisms. Right now, he wasn't fighting against me, but he wasn't exactly showing any affection for me either. He was looking at me, but it was like he was holding back. He was afraid to express what he might be feeling, or perhaps he didn't feel anything at all. Vatu told me that he wasn't able to feel things anymore. When he did, bad things happened. He lost all his emotional control when he turned blood rager. And he was afraid that if he lost control, he would kill the person he loved most. And it was that reason that he couldn't feel strong emotions anymore.

Nisha didn't look so impressed by my confession. She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. "Primrose has saved me just as many times as you have. And she's suffered for Vatu too. Do you know how much it hurts her to heal Vatu's body? She's almost died several times healing him once." She growled at me. "She's so warm, so open, so honest. She treats me like a sister, and not just because she loves my brother. She doesn't just use me to get to him." She screamed at me.

"And you think I saved you because I wanted to be with your brother?" I asked her. "Do you really think I only cared about him when I saved you?" I looked down at her. "It is true, I guess. If I didn't know you were his sister, I don't know if I would have noticed you enough to save you. However, I was also under orders to find any survivors outside the college and bring them back. I noticed you first. So, I saved you first. And when we left and were taken by my father, I risked my life because it was my duty to keep you safe. It had nothing to do with your brother, but that really helped me decide to stay on track." I bent down so that we were at eye-level. "You think I'm cold-hearted; that I'm evil. Everything I've done, I've done because I've been ordered to. I'm very good at taking orders…but when it comes to you and your brother, I seem to break every rule, every law, and every order given to me to keep you safe. You two have made me become a rogue, an enemy of my own nation. If that is not love in its own way, then what exactly do I feel for you and your brother?"

She looked at me, lost in thought. "But…I…" She was trying to formulate a response, but she was lost. "I…I…" She looked away. She closed her mouth, looking at the ground. "I never thought about it like that." She pouted. She looked up at me, her eyes sharpening. "I still don't like you, though."

I nodded. "Fair enough. I like you enough for both of us." I patted her on the head. I looked over at Vatu. "Feel like kissing again?"

He was still lost in his own world. "Nexa." His voice sounded lost. "I have to tell you something."

"Oh?" My voice spiked in interest. Was he going to tell me he loved Primrose instead? That would make this so much easier. If he told me he didn't like me, would I be able to accept it and move on? I sure hope so. I'm a fighter, I can handle whatever he tells me.

"While I was blood-raging…I saw some things. Some pasts. And one of them was about my father." He paused. "You see…he was a blood-rager like myself. And…he did some things, some terrible things to make life safer for my sister and me. He went to Black Marsh to assassinate the Queen. He did it so that the call for the extinction of blood-rager Khajiits would be called off. He…he was there when your mother died. He was there the night your mother died."

When Vatu paused, I filled in the blanks. He was looking me in the eye, his eyes filled with so much compassion, so much sorrow, that he knew…he knew about my past. Khajiits have the ability to see the past of their ancestors, their own parents even, and see what they saw, think what they thought. When I knocked Vatu out during the fight, he said he was sorry about my mom. And now I know why. His father…killed my mother. I was right…Vatu and I were tied by destiny. From before we even met, our parents met. And his father killed my mother. So…what should I feel now? Should I believe that fate will demand that Vatu kill me in return? Or that I should kill him? Or perhaps, destiny wanted the blood between our two families to right itself by the two of us falling in love.

I was suddenly lost in Vatu's amber eyes. I remembered the same soft eyes. I was 8. It was my bedtime, and I had just gotten done doing magical studies with Yuvenni. I was excited because it was story night. Mother was going to read to me and braid my feathers. And then I was going to fall asleep to the soft sound of her singing. But when I came to my room, I found an orange-fur Khajiit sitting over my mother. He had red glowing eyes that stared right through me. His left claw was covered in my mother's blood, and my mother was underneath him, covered in blood. Before I could get a better look, he just vanished. And I never forgot those red eyes. And when I looked at Vatu, I could see those same eyes. How couldn't I see it before? He reminded me too much of the Khajiit that killed my mother.

Nisha looked lost as Vatu stared at me. "What? Daddy was an assassin?" She looked from him to me.

"Your dad was the one that killed my mom?" I could barely find my voice.

"Dad killed Nexa's mom?" Nisha sounded even more alarmed.

Vatu shook his head. "No, he didn't. He was actually going to leave until a maid named Beautrishu walked into the room. She called in the Marshals and they charged into the room. They fired on dad and he tried to teleport. They fired at him again and…he changed. He blood-raged. He attacked the Marshals. One of them fired his crossbow…and he missed. He hit Nexa's mom. Father raked his neck open. The other Marshal carried him away. Dad turned back to Nexa's mother and tried to heal her wound. She died holding onto his hand while he tried to heal her. And that's when you walked in, Nexa. When he saw you, he was so torn up that he couldn't stay. He activated his scroll and teleported away. He made so many mistakes that night."

The Marshal that was interrogated by my father said that the Khajiit slit her throat when they demanded the release of her and then attacked them. That Marshal had lied to my father to spare his own life. If my father had known that they had fired at Vatu's father while my mother was in danger of being hit…he would have ordered their deaths instantly. Instead, my father, who was about to revoke the blood-rage extinction act, instead made it his personal mission to kill every Khajiit blood-rager ever born. I had grown up scared to death of being killed by Khajiits and quickly learned to hate what I fear. Vatu was the first Khajiit I didn't hate. In fact, I loved him before the first time I threatened his life. He cared about my safety during our class. He was the first Khajiit to show any kindness to me. And that intrigued me. And then I found out he was a blood-rager. And I came to terms with that. And now…his father was the reason my mother died. I…will also come to terms with that. He's not his father, and I am not my mother.

I rushed into Vatu, throwing him into a hug. I kissed him as passionately as I could, pulling him as close to me as I could. Vatu stiffened up. He probably thought I still had some knockout needled strapped to my tongue. But no, I didn't have needles strapped to my tongue, but I was putting it to good use. My heart raced as I felt him kiss me back and for a second, I felt his arms wrap around me, pulling me closer to him as well. I was doing it. He was starting to love me. But then he stopped. I was hesitant, and I showed it by groaning as I stomped my foot on the ground as he pulled away. "Nexa…I..I just can't." He said as he pulled me away. "I…I can't get the image out of my head. I can see every detail of your mom…and you…so sad. I can't get over it yet."

"Vatu, it wasn't you. And it wasn't your dad. It's fine." I said to him. "I love you, you know I do. We've had some hard stuff thrown at us, but we belong together. It's destiny, Vatu. We've been linked together before we ever met. We're soulmates, Vatu. We can't escape each other. Why fight it?"

He glanced over at Primrose, and that's when I knew why he couldn't fight it. Primrose. I glanced over at her. Her eyes were glued at us, even though it was her turn to be inspected by Hans. Vatu started growling, which didn't mean he was mad. It was more of a worried growl, like a whine. "I really don't want to find out what she's going to do to me." He looked over at me, his eyes wide and fearful. "Nexa…I can't love you…I can't love Primrose either. I just…I just can't love, period. I have no ability to. And the more the two of you push me…you'll only break me more. Do you understand?"

I nodded. "More reason to fight, Vatu. You may be broken, but any broken sword can be fixed. If the metal being applied to it is hot enough…" I gestured to my body. "any weapon can be smelt back together."

Vatu rolled his eyes. "Primrose said the same thing about how any wound could be healed and how her love and affection would someday heal my heart."

"Don't listen to her advice, it's stupid. Look at my mom…not every wound can be healed…but any sword can be fixed. And your blood is a weapon, so are your mind and heart. They can be fixed." I pulled him close to me. "I'm hot for you Vatu. Use my heat to smelt your heart, your love for us back together."

He growled in annoyance, but it made me laugh. "Nexa…please stop."

That's when the wood elf ran up to us. "Vatu! Stop cheating on me!" She cried. "I want to kiss you too!"

Vatu stared curling up into a ball, grabbing his head. "Oh no…please stop. I don't think I can take much more."

That's when I threw my hands up to stop Primrose. "You know, he's right. We should give him a break." Especially since I was already done anyway, and keeping you away from him is my main mission. "I mean, just look at him. He's getting ready to crack. If we keep pushing him, he'll just go berserk on us."

She looked at me, her eyes wide. "But…" She looked from me down to Vatu. "I…" She shrugged her shoulders. "I would never do anything to hurt Vatu." She looked down at him. "Do…do you really want me to leave you alone?"

His tail flicked. I knew what that meant. He didn't want to say 'no', but he wasn't going to say 'yes' either. "Please stop fighting." He said to us. He didn't take his eyes off the ground. "Just please leave me alone and stop fighting."

Nisha walked up between us and started pushing us back. "You heard my big brother! He wants both you crazy women to give him some space. Now leave us alone!" She screamed to us and gave us one final push. When she pushed us away, she walked over to Vatu and sat next to him, hugging him.

Primrose looked over at me, her eyes filled with pain. "Why did you do that? You knew how much it would hurt him…and you did it anyway."

"Oh, so it's ok if you kiss and push yourself on him, but I'm not allowed?" I said back to her.

She shook her head. "I do it in small doses to stimulate his heart. You pushed too hard too fast. He's not ready for that type of response. His heart is very fragile right now…and you just undid all the progress I had made on healing it." She shook her head and started walking away. "And to think…we weren't going to see him for a couple weeks. I thought he was going to be just fine…but you've only made it worse. Now…he may never love either of us, let alone anyone, and that's just not right."

When she walked away, I was standing by myself. Vatu was still curled up in a ball with his sister hugging him while talking to him. He wasn't talking back. Did I really hurt him? The way he reacted, you'd think that I had helped him. Or…did I only do it for my own selfish reasons? No, I don't think it was what I did. It was what Primrose would have done that made him react. He couldn't handle having both of us around him. And since I hugged him so intently, and kissed him so passionately, he was afraid of what Primrose would do to make up for it. And that's what drove him over the edge. This wasn't my fault…it was hers. And she was delusional enough to think that she wasn't hurting him anymore than I was.

I cast one final look at Vatu and nodded to him. "See you in a few weeks, warrior." I said to him before returning to my own side of the camp. When I got back, I grabbed my pack and turned to face Nakuma and Oleeme. They both looked at me with utter shock. So, they had seen me kiss Vatu then. "Ok, guys. Let's get going. The sooner we take over Argonia and take back the throne…the sooner I can have a boyfriend."

They nodded and they started grabbing their packs as well. I watched as they all started throwing their packs over their shoulders, when I heard, "Don't be in such a rush, Nexa." It was Julanza.

I looked back at him. Yuvenni was standing beside him, quiet and stoic. But she was hanging onto his arm, leaning her head on his shoulder. She looked content, even if she didn't express any emotion while doing it. Yuvenni had broken out of her shell long enough to say that she loved Julanza and would always be on his side. Right after she said that, they made out for a few hours and then she went back to being a Husk, only she still loved him. They were inseparable now. Julanza was with the woman he loved ever since their training days. And I wanted to be with mine. "I have to rush. If I don't…that elf will get him first, I just know it. And she's had more time; I had to make up for it."

Julanza looked back at Vatu and then over to me. "Ever try pulling his tail?" He said to me, arching his eyebrows. "Just…don't do it right now. It might put him in a social coma." He rubbed the back of his head, saying, "I think I understand where he's coming from, though. I mean…he has hurt a lot of innocent people and a few people he's known during the times he changes. That can mess with someone's mind; make them think they're not worthy of real affection. They live in a gray cage of their own guilt. Vatu seems to be no different, and what's worse, he's afraid to express emotions in case he changes again. You have to be a little gentler with him, Nexa."

I found myself nodding to Julanza. He was right, of course. "Yeah, I get it. Let the elf get him. She's gentler."

"That's not what I said." Julanza patiently retorted. "Don't just go for a kiss and then push for more than a kiss. That'll scare the poor boy. That Bosmer has enough since to not kiss him yet. She's been working on his ability to be around her and talk to her. She's building Vatu up for a kiss. But you haven't been around him as long, and you went straight for it. I'm half-surprised Vatu didn't blood-rage all over the camp. Well, it worked out in the end, sort of." He nodded to me. "Good luck in Argonia. I wish I could come, but Yuvenni and I are heading to the Imperial City. The Resistance sent out a carrier hawk and we intercepted it. They're requesting help. We're going to give it to them."

I nodded to Julanza. "Well, take care, Uncle. Come help me when you're done."

Julanza nodded in return, bowing to me. "By your orders, Princess."

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[William Victorious]

"General Victorious, we're all here."

The desolate underground cities of the Ayleid were our only sanctuary. When I heard that the extermination up at the city of Cheydinhal did not go in our favor, and we had lost half our army, I ordered a retreat. Before we could get away, I watched as a giant purple bubble started encasing our world. I don't know exactly what happened, but when the world was finished being bubbled, I stopped feeling my magicka. And I fell from the sky like an angel that lost its wings. The soldiers following behind me fell as well. And we landed in Lake Rumare. No one had died, but I watched from the ocean as countless other angels fell to the ground, splatting on impact. We only had numbers of three platoons. We only had 150 Aedric soldiers left. And we couldn't use our magicka anymore. And they couldn't see without their eyes anymore.

The Aedric soldiers I had now were no longer blindfolded. Their white glowing eyes openly scanned the underground city for anything they could use to get their magicka back. Since they couldn't see with their natural grace, they had to look upon the planet now with their real eyes. It was a real pain for them and they hated feeling like mortals without their Restoration and Alteration magic. It was getting so bad, our Sten'urian, translated as Stendarr's Crusaders, were getting antsy about asking for help. They wanted to destroy all the sin from this planet in the name of Stendarr, and I wanted to help them. I remember the day I fell just as they had. I was a human back then.

…

"How do we know this device will really work?" I asked the one person I wished would drop dead in the next few seconds. He stood near the rancid device, black soul gems filled to the brim with unholy magic, connected by soulic tubes to a massive house-sized black welkynd Stone that rotated quietly above our heads. This machine was one of the greatest devices I've ever seen.

Surrounding us were the enemy that I had seen my people fight and be enslaved by…the Ayleid. The owners of their giant black welkynd stone helped us bring it to a secluded Ha'jirat temple in the badlands of their homeland. Humans had just started their revolt against the elves, the Ha'jirat were helping us. But now, we were putting our war to the side while we put our last salvation to work. The skies were blackened by orange robes of our enemy. Our cities were under constant attack and we would all die were it not for this machine. If it truly worked, every orange-robed elf will be teleported to a time-lapse dimension. This giant welkynd stone was the portal which would suck in every last one of them, whatever they were. They threatened all life as we knew it.

The man I wished dead, the one who lived forever, the strongest mage ever lived…Mannimarco, stood in front of the machine finishing whatever things needed done for it to work properly. When he turned around, he nodded. "This machine will work, mortal." He told me matter-of-factly. "I've lived hundreds of years and your pathetic mortal mind cannot begin to comprehend the magic infused with this machine. You're just lucky I was willing to assist you in killing these…things."

I gripped onto my amulet of Arkay and prayed for his protection. This very man was in direct opposition of Arkay's belief. Things were meant to live and die…and this man couldn't die. No one knew how he had become immortal, but he had to break the laws of magic and the laws of humanity to do it. My best friend, a fellow priest of Arkay, walked up to Mannimarco, nodding to him. "You denied the laws of Arkay. You have lived a thousand years. How did you do it?"

Mannimarco smirked. "Well, well. You're the first to even wonder such a thing." He started activating the machine. "I will be more than glad to show you. But first…you must destroy that which you hold most dear." He glanced at me, smiling. "The path to everlasting life begins with sacrificing one."

My stomach turned with the thought. I started walking away from Mannimarco. I didn't like the way he looked at me. It was like he was planning on experimenting on me. I looked to my best friend, Jonathan Whiles. He looked lost in thought, but not sickened. He was a Priest of Arkay! How could he even stand to hear this monster talk at all? I couldn't understand it. So, I wanted to finish this as fast as I could. "Ok, how does this machine work?"

Mannimarco smiled. "I pull this lever…and the device opens up. In order to keep the device from sucking us in…we need a protection ward to protect us. That's where you come in, priest. You pray to your gods for protection while I keep the device running." He looked to the lever and grabbed it. "Ok, priest. Pray." He sneered to me as he pulled it down.

I threw my hands up into the air. "Oh Arkay, the Wheel of Life, bringer of life and death, please protect us with your wards so that we may live in your accordance to your wheel of fate. Please spare all innocent life of this planet from the device, but spare not the creatures hastening our time on this planet." Just like that, a small bubble of Arkay's magic surrounded all of us. Even the Ayleids were protected. The giant welkynd stone turned a bright white and a giant portal ripped open all around it. The portal was huge and I could feel it pulling us all in. But Arkay was protecting us. Winds were being pulled into the machine at such a devastating rate that I thought we'd be torn apart by something other than the creatures attacking us.

I heard the foulest of howling/screeching. The top of the temple designed for this opened up as a giant could of orange robes flew into the portal. It was the most magical thing I could have ever seen. It was working. Every orange-robed creature I think existed was being called into the machine and disappearing into the portal. Arkay would be pleased, I was certain.

"The irony is that the machine does not hurt humans, elves, or anything else. But…if someone was pushed into the portal, they would die in such a way that one could begin their journey to everlasting life." Mannimarco looked at me, smirking. "Oh, Priest of Arkay. I think your friend has taken me up on your offer."

I turned around and Jonathan was already sticking his hand out to me. "What?" I asked as a giant Ice Spike slammed into my stomach. My feet stumbled and I was suddenly being pulled off my feet. "Why?"

Jonathan tore off his amulet of Arkay, throwing it into the portal. "I fear death, Will!" He cried to me. "I thought Arkay would keep me alive forever…I see what will really keep me alive forever now." The last thing I saw was Jonathan walking up to Mannimarco and they teleported away. Then I was surrounded by light.

I woke up in a realm filled with flowers. The creatures surrounded me, all glaring at me with white glowing eyes. "The mortal has traveled with us." One of them said.

"He is no longer mortal." Another replied. "He is fallen, just like us." Was I? I didn't know if I was fallen, but I know that humanity was impure and needed to be cleansed. My best friend had betrayed his god and killed his best friend so that he might live forever. He needed to be cleansed…they all did.

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I opened my eyes. That had happened so long ago that I had almost forgotten about it. Too bad I couldn't remember where the device was. I had been teleported there by Mannimarco from the Temple of Arkay in Skyrim. I couldn't return to the Aetherius. I wanted to have my planet back, but I didn't want the humans here. They needed to be reminded of the grace of their gods. And just like how my race was pushed to the edge of extinction before we turned to black magic…I would be sure that they would be pushed past that phase until they realized their black magic would never get rid of us. Only the grace of the gods would.

Cearbhail:

So, we finally meet the Aedra. And don't worry, they're not down and out yet. In fact, if you've read Chronicles of Lydia, you already know how it ends...but you also know about the different kinds of Aedra. You know.. the Holy Cherubim, the Snow Seraphim...those ones. What if they were the angels of Kynareth and each god had their own version of Aedric soldiers. And what if...say someone brought them into the war against humans. Imagine how devastating that would be. Oh and yeah, this entire time these certain Aedra were servants of Stendarr. Called Aedra Crusaders.