Disclaimer: I don't own Trailer Park Boys or Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim

Apologies for the long delay with getting this particular chapter written, things in recent months have been quite a hassle but I'm glad to have finally got this done. Anywho here we are with the latest chapter in Arc 1 and my my are things starting to get interesting as we nearly at the end of the first act of the main Skyrim questline . In the past few chapters the boys have been on quite the journey around Skyrim, from the city of Whiterun, to the village of Ivarstead and now finally High Hrothgar itself. From here its almost a guarantee that they will be exploring the regions of Skyrim even more. Anyways enough distractions and lets proceed on with the show.


The Horn Of Jurgen Windcaller

Julian let out a sign of relief, having now finally finished setting up his bed and other parts of the small area that served as his personal accomodation for the night. The Breton now felt secure enough now in himself that everything was all set up, and with this in mind now believed it was the time to lay back and relax.

"You all set up now Julian?" Bubbles asked, the Imperial standing over in his small personalised corner of the room.

"Yeah I'm all good for the night, though I gotta say I'm not look forward to trying to sleep on this hard as fuck piece of rock all night" Julian commented with a groan. The Breton not at all happy about the fact that his bed and its few layers of fabrics rested upon a large cold smooth stone slab which would provide no comforts in the slightest for his body.

"Can't argue with that Julian, by Kynareth my backs gonna be one stiff and sore fucker in the morning" Bubbles replied in agreement not at all fond of sleeping on such a hard surface and knowing the phantom pain of familiar aches caused by prior experiences of sleeping on stone.

"Yeah, but hopefully it'll get better as the day goes on" Julian responded in a optimistic manner that such body aches created from the night would fade with time in the day.

The two then heard what sounded like a loud collection of footsteps heading towards from down the corridor. Julian and Bubbles didn't even need to guess that such a loud clumsy rush of stomps belonged to a certain Nord who soon popped around the corner, behind him stood Lydia who hovered over the Dragonborn ever so protectively.

"Good news boys, apparently Argneir said we're able to use one of the rooms for dinner" Ricky said in a joyful manner as he delivered the announced to his two friends.

"Thats great news Ricky, looks like we'll be able to have a fucking decent meal tonight" Bubbles responded rather excitedly.

"Wait Rick, did you also ask him if we were able to use kitchen to cook up some shit?" Julian inquired wanting to be sure Ricky had asked them that particular question before the boys went about cooking without their hosts permission.

"Don't worry about Julian I asked and he's all fucking good with it" Ricky replied hoping that answer would satisfy the Breton.

"Thats good to hear then" Julian said in response, glad that they would be able to have dinner tonight and without any complications attached.

"It is truly a great honour thats been bestowed upon us" Lydia exclaimed excitedly. "The Greybeards have not given such enormous privileges to anybody in a very long time, this will be an experience like no other" she stated with much emphasis of the importance of the dinner to her thanes.

"How long has it been since they've hosted people up here?" Bubbles asked with genuine curiosity given the length of time Lydia seemed to be implying.

"A few decades at least" Lydia replied with an answer that shocked much of the boys who did expect it to have been such a length.

"Holy fuck that is long time without any visitors" Ricky remarked in shock how long they had spent isolated from seeing other members of the world. "Wouldn't they get fucking lonely up here, I mean staying up here by yourself in this constantly fucking cold area isn't exactly what you'd call the fucking dream of a lifetime?".

"Maybe they prefer the isolation and the quiet up here Rick, the world can get really fucked up at times" Julian replied with an answer that rested more on assumption than estimated logic.

"Thats true, but still fuck thats a long time without seeing anybody" the Nord responded as he lingered on the thought for some time longer.

As soon as they finished up their current conversation the group decided to head to the kitchen to go make their dinner. The kitchen area itself was quite a unique location, what with the monastery's extra room having a opening in its side that connected it to a small natural cave in the mountainside. Upon entering the kitchens interior the boys plus Lydia could see an easily operable cooking spit alongside a bread oven and a fire place, other useful cooking/baking parts of the kitchen included the various containers spread throughout the room as well as two storage chests.

The four were quick to grab what food supplies they would be using for their meal and went about their essential roles in the making of the dinner plan. Julian and Ricky would spend their time utilising the cooking spit to roasting venison which was the chosen meat of choice for the meal. Bubbles and Lydia on the other hand would spend their time cutting some vegetables for their meal, slicing the various carrots and gourds into slices of all sizes.

After the Imperial and Nord were done with this they put the slices into a pot which they filled with water and then hung said kitchen appliance over the fireplace to heat. Once both pairs of the group had finished their cooking they brought the now heated and completed dish out onto the side room where they rested the platter onto a round circular formation table. Ricky, Julian, Bubbles and Lydia would fill each of their plates of the meat and vegetables platter before them.

The four would spend the next half an hour having a great time feasting on the very well cooked meal, eventually though they would find themselves with more company. All four Greybeards came to join the group at the table.

"Good evening Dragonborn" Argneir said greeting the Dragonbron with a respectcul nod and a voice tone that held no less than that of formal politeness.

"Hey man how it fuck'n going" Ricky said greeting the group of old shout utilising monks enthusiastically, the four including Arngeir found themselves oncr again surprised by his very crass way of speaking and the unique choice of peculiar wording the Nord seemed to be fond of using.

"Concerning myself I am well enough this night but tell me how are you enjoying your meal, I trust the food is in quite good taste?" the Greybeard inquired, understandingly curious given it was from their own preserved food supplies Ricky and his friends were eating.

"Yeah its really fucking great" Ricky replied, exposing his mouth which was somewhat full of venison as he spoke, still midway through chewing. As expected the Greybeards did not enjoy the sight but kept their inner reactions subdued under an ever present neutral expression.

"Thank you so much for letting us cook in your kitchen, we really appreciate it a lot" Bubbles added showing his and by a certain extension the groups gratitude towards the Greybeards generosity and kindness towards letting them do this.

"Think nothing of it, we are more than happy to provide the Dragonborn and his companions with the means to have quite a feast" Argneir replied humbly, accepting the Imperial thanks.

"Do any of you want some? Theres more than enough" Julian asked wondering if the Greybeards wanted to have some platefuls of the food themselves.

"No thank you, but we do appreciate your offer" Argneir responded declining on behalf of him and his fellow Greybeards.

Following this the group continued to munch down on the last remnants of the food, Argneir though would eventually pose a question towards Ricky. "Tell me Dragonborn where is it in the land that you and your friends come from?" Argneir inquired with great sense of intrigue, wanting to get to know and understand the man.

"Well me and the boys come from Riverwood which has been our home for most of our lives, its the best fuck'n god damn village out there" Ricky replied answering the latters question, his last point ending somewhat brag fully. "We kinda just met Lydia yesterday though, shes from Whiterun".

"Ah, its interesting to know you all grew up in the region bordering our sacred sanctuary" the Greybeard responded satisfied with the information he got. The only speaking member of the monks then proceeded to address his next point which was aimed more so at the trio from riverwood. "I can tell from mere observations alone that you all possess quite a strong bond and sense of loyalty to one another" Argneir added presenting his accurate depiction of the strong friendship between Ricky, Julian and Bubbles.

"You got that fuck'n right, I'd go to oblivion and back for these guys" Julian replied with a tone of extreme conviction, the Breton standing in agreement alongside Bubbles and Ricky who felt the same as him.

"Of that I have no doubt" Argneir responded with a small smile, this expression showing that he no doubt highly respected their loyalty to one another.

"Hey Argneir, I got a question to ask?" Ricky suddenly interjected as he had particularly question on his mind, one that had been growing recently on his mind given its significance to him.

"What is it you ask of us Dragonborn?" the Greybeard replied back, happy to answer any inquiries that the Nord asked of him.

"What is it mean to be the fuck'n Dragonborn?" Ricky asked revealing a particular question that had been troubling his mind for sometime, especially given the legendary nature of the role. "I know what the Dragonborn does, but what is the whole important meaning about being the fucking thing".

"Dragons have the inborn ability to learn and project their voice, they are also able to absorb the power of their slain brethren" Argneir explained to the Nord who listened intriguingly with a keen ear. "A few mortals are born with similar abilities though whether a curse or gift has been handed done has been something of a debate for centuries" the Greybeard added. "What you have already learned in a few days took even the most gifted of us years to achieve".

"Damn thats pretty fucking awesome" Ricky remarked impressed and happy about the fact he could learn the shouts a quick pace. The Nord had never really been 'fond' of reading things given his particular learning difficulties and lack of interest in studying pretty much anything, so this natural ability to instantly understand words of power filled him with relief.

"But back to the whole fuck'n thing I was asking before, I get all that about the abilities but what I'm wondering is what being the Dragonborn will mean to me, what kind of a Dragonborn will I be?" Ricky asked. The intensity of his question showing how much he felt towards the nature of his extraordinary role and what place it would have in who he would become.

"That I'm afraid is something you'll have to discover for yourself, only you Ricky can decide what kind of Dragonborn you shall in time become" Argneir answered giving the Nord the only explanation that the Greybeard felt he could offer.

Ricky found himself conflicted and disappointed regarding this answer given he had hoped for an explanation from somebody that would allow him to understand. Finding things out on his own had never been as strong suit of his, he'd much prefer people to tell and explain complex things he did not understand to him in a straight up and honest fashion".

"I've got a question to ask as well" Julian interjected, entering the conversation now that he felt the time to bring up new part of the general topic had come. "Whats up with the whole thing about shouts being in the dragon language?".

"To answer your inquiry, dragons have always been able to shout, for language is intrinsic to their very being" the Greybeard replied; explaining the logical reasoning behind why using powerful shouts came naturally to the flying behemoths of destruction. "There is no difference in the dragon tongue between debating and fighting, shouting comes as naturally to a dragon as breathing or speaking".

The Breton nodded intently taking in all this info and then once all that was safely stored in his mind launched into his next question he had in mind. " So how do the Dragonborn learns it all so fucking naturally?" Julian asked very keen on hearing the reason behind it.

"As I've said beforehand this day, the blood of dragon flows through all Dovahkins including your friend Ricky, and from it the ability to learn dragon speech quickly from it, even with almost no effort is made manifest" Argneir explained to the Breton who now understood in more detail the significance of it.

As the Breton and the elder Greybeard conversed Bubbles and Lydia were having their conversations where they sat to the left of Julian and Ricky. "So are you a priest by chance?, I'm just asking cause from what I've seen you possess quite an affinity for magic?" the Housecarl inquired curious as to the Imperials position as a magic user.

"A priest?, Nah I'm just a regular fuck'n novice mage, nothin too fucking special" Bubbles replied with a honest and humble answer which did nothing to hide his current beginner level status as a magic user.

"I wouldn't say your novice exactly, it takes quite a lot of skill to use the kinds of spells I've seen you use Bubbles" Lydia stated referring back to the magic the Imperial used in the fight with Frost Troll earlier during the day.

"You really think I'm quite skilled at doing magic?" Bubbles asked genuinely curious and joyful at the fact that Lydia was impressed with his skills as a mage, something that rarely was complimented on.

"Indeed I do, you've got quite the talent for it" Lydia responded back complimenting the Imperial who felt his pride go quite upwards at the praise he had just been given.

"Thank you I can't tell you how great it is to hear that" Bubbles replied very enthusiastically showing his appreciation towards the housecarls kind words. "Your pretty skilled as well you know with using a blade and all" the Imperial added.

"Thank you, it comes in very handy with my line of work and helping protecting you three of course" Lydia said.

"That I guess it does" Bubbles replied.

Meanwhile back over on Ricky, Julian and Argneirs side of the table the current conversations being held now started to take quite an interesting tone.

"So is there only four of you guys living up?" Julian asked with great intrigue, wondering if the Greybeards were the only people who lived on the mountain.

"Five, our leader Pathurnaax lives alone on the peak of the throat of the world" Argneir replied, the particular name drop he revealed in the explanation instantly caused Ricky and Julians eyes to widen in immense shock.

"Wait, Pathurnaax, as in…. the fucking guy who taught the voice to all the races or some shit?" Ricky questioned finding himself in disbelief alongside Julian that this ancient figure from a milennia old legend was the leader of the Greybeards.

"The very same, though the matter of whether he passed down the way of the voice has been quite a debate" Argenir remarked as he looked at the pair who from facial expressions alone both shared a major sense of shock and intrigue.

"How the fuck is he still alive?" Ricky asked confused at how an individual who was alive 1000s of years ago was still around now in the present day and time of Skyrim.

"Pathurnaax is not a mortal being like you or me, he is an immortal entity thus beyond the concerns of the death" the Greybeard answered back.

"When do you think we'll meet him?" Julian questioned feeling somewhat anxious about interacting this particular individual, especially what with all that had been described about him.

"When the Dragonborn is ready of course, only once he has attained a certain mastery over the voice will the path to Pathurnaax be open" Argneir explained to the Breton and the Nord in terms of when the time to see the leader of the Greybeards would come.

"Well that fuck'n sucks, it would have been pretty awesome to meet him" Ricky complained rather hotly, feeling very disappointed at not being able to and having the chance to meet the entity.

"Patience Dragonborn, in time you will meet him, and when that day arrives it will be one like no other for you" Argneir replied, the Greybeard soothing the irritated Nord with his words of wisdom, which seemed to somewhat work. "Until then, if all goes well with your next trial you'll be able to continue your progress and someday attain a close enough mastery to the way of the voice ".

"Huh, thats cool I guess" Ricky commented, seemingly accepting this as he inwardly slowly calmed down from his prior frustration. "By the way I wanted to ask, whats up with whole fucking way of the voice thing?, is it like fuck'n religious belief or something?" Ricky added. The ever blunt Nords curiosity now drawn towards the meaning of this phrase that had been repeated in the current day many times over.

"The way of the voice is a creed that we Greybeards follow and hold with the highest regard" Argneir said rather firmly, giving his explanation of what the so called "way of the voice" was to the Nord who nodded along. "As you no doubt know the voice was passed down as a gift at the dawn of time to the mortals, giving them the ability to speak as dragons do" the Greybeard continued retelling the age old tale. "Although this gift has been misused, the only true use of the voice is for worship and glory of the gods" he also added. "True mastery of the voice can only be achieved when your inner spirit is in harmony with your outward actions, in contemplation with the sky, Kynareths domain and the practice of the voice, we strive to achieve this balance.

"So its basically like a spiritual guiding sort of shit" Julian spoke up adding himself into the conversation.

The Greybeard nodded his head in response, glad to hear the Breton had a good understanding of the creed but did not like his last inappropriate choice of a word. The constant swearing Argneir had heard over the past series of hours was a tiring trope the old monk had come to closely associate with this eccentric group of odd characters.

"So what I'm understanding is that you guys are really dedicated to this fucking creed, right?" Ricky questioned, his tone doing little to hide the blunt way in which he addressed his inquiry to the only speaker of the Greybeards.

"We study the way of the voice according to the teachings of our founder Jurgen Windcaller" Argneir answered as if he were speaking a mantra, the firmness in his tone all the more confirming this.

"Jurgen Windcaller? ain't he the fucking fella that one of the stone tablets spoke about, something about an incident on a fucking red mountain'" Bubbles said, all eyes now on him as the Imperial mage who interjected himself of all sudden into the main conversation.

"That is correct" the Greybeard responded with immediate confirmation.

"Tell us about Argneir?, he sounds like pretty fucking cool legend" Ricky asked rather enthusiastically, surprising the main speaker of the Greybeards with his eagerness to learn.

"Well Dragonborn if you insist" Argneir replied before he proceeded to launch into storytelling mode. "Jurgen Windcaller was a great war leader of the ancient Nords, a extremely powerful master of the voice, his days of glory would last for many years until the fateful battle on the red mountains" Argneir said.

"What the fuck happened on the red mountain?" Julian inquired, the man wondered currently on what sort of a disastor had occurred at the historical sight.

"The Nord army were drawn into battle against the Dwemer and Chimer forces, the conflict that ensued was a bloody one and one that would end tragically in the annihilation of much of the Nord army" Argneir stated continuing on his story though he would soon be interrupted by a certain angry Nord.

"What the fuck, how did the Nords get destroyed by those cocksuckers?!" Ricky demanded very irritated and wondering just how exactly the legendary Nord faction lost.

"To answer your question initially it is believed that their defeat was due to the combined might of both armies overwhelming them, though it in reality it was punishment by some of the gods for their selfish use of the voice" the Greybeard responded. Argneir was hoping the particular answer was satisfactory and would be considered understandable by the Dragonborn. What he did not expect to be met by was an absolute blast of rage by none other than the Dovahkin himself.

"THATS FUCKING BULLSHIT!, not all of the fucking Nords deserved to fucking get killed because of what some of the fucked in the head gods thought they did!" Ricky shouted looking absolutely enraged at the fact that the gods had set up the killing of an entire Nord group, regardless of being innocent of the presumed crime.

"Rick, Rick calm down, I'm know it sounds fucked up but I think some of them had good reasons for doing what they did" Julian said trying to get the angered Nord to calm down, especially given how badly the current tense scene looked to their hosts. "Think about it Ricky, the Nords might not actually have been innocent as well, they could have been using the voice to do fucked up things like kill good people" the Breton explained.

"Oh yeahs thats a really good fucking reason to go 'massacer' all the Nords cause of what certain fuckers did" Ricky retorted sarcastically not caring for Julians explanation and perspective of the situation.

"Ricky its pronounced massacre not 'massacer' Bubbles added, his attempt to correct the Nords mispronouncation only adding to the Nords current flaring temper.

"I don't give a fuck!, I'm pissed off here cause of how fucking rigged the battle was" Ricky growled in irritation, stewing in fury while Lydia plus the Greybeards watched the scene in a suspenseful manner.

"Look Ricky I understand why your pissed off but theres nothing you can fucking do about it man, whats happened happened so long ago in the past and the only thing you can do now is learn from it" Julian advised trying to soothe the Nords anger which did seem to working rather steadily. "So Rick take a breather and calm down".

Ricky deciding to follow Julians instruction proceeding to try calm himself for a minute, stopping only when he felt his anger and stress somewhat negated turned to speak again, this time to Argneir. "Hey sorry for interrupting your fuck'n story, I just got a little pissed off" the Nord said in a very guilt filled and apologetic tone.

"There is no need to apologise Dragonborn, I understand given your strong cultural attachments and beliefs; certain events may influence you emotionally and that is understandable" Argneir replied accepting the mans apology. The Greybeard had not expected him to be so openly defiant and insulting towards certain deities whose wrath upon those they considered inferior beings for such penalties was enough to quiet such vocalness. Then again Ricky was not the first Dragonborn to openly defy the will of gods.

"Thanks, anyways if its all good what happened next with fuck'n Jurgen and all?" Ricky inquired, grateful that the prior matter was taken care of and was ready to hear the rest of tale.

"Well after the disaster at Red mountain Jurgen spent many years pondering that terrible defeat, he came to realise that the gods had punished the Nords for their arrogant and blasphemous misuse of the voice" Argenir said as he told the rest of the story, bringing it now to its conclusion. "He was the first to understand that the voice should be used solely for glory for the gods, not the glory of men, Jurgen Windcaller's mastery of the voice eventually overcame all opposition, and the way of the voice was born".

The Greybeard now having concluded his tale of his orders founder now looked upon his respective audience with a scanning gaze. "Do any of you have anymore questions" Argneir asked, his manner not unlike that of a teacher addressing his pupils.

Julian having finished up his meal a little while back and considering the late hour at hour felt like wrapping up the discussion to go get some shuteye. The Breton then looked at Bubbles who from expressions alone shared the same sentiment as him, Lydia from looks alone was neutral though he could she was starting to get tired as well. Ricky though despite his energetic manner right now and especially after his outburst earlier Julian could tell that he should probably head off as well. "Nah I think we're all good" Julian replied back to the Greybeard confirming the mostly majority response pf the group.

"I think we might head off as well now, thank you so much for the hospitality" Bubbles said complimenting the Greybeards once more in terms of their kind hospitality.

"As I said before think nothing of we are more than glad to provide you with whatever you need" Argenir replied back with a kind smile.

Julian and Bubbles stood up, collecting their plates as they did and made their way to the kitchen, Ricky and finally Lydia following in suit behind them. There the four washed in the and then dried their dishes with what water and towers they could use for the cleaning process. Following this all group headed back to their rooms to get themselves ready for bed.

As Julian got himself ready to go to sleep, he noticed Ricky had a contemplative frown on his face. Having known the Nord as long as he had he realised what this sort of expression meant one thing in terms of Rickys mood and it most certainly wasn't a positive one. Plus there was the fact of how quiet he was being, which was unnatural for the Nord given his very loud and out spoken personality.

"Hey Rick are you alright man, is that shit from earlier still bothering you?" Julian asked as he tried to comfort his unhappy friend who know turned to face him.

"Yeah it is Julian" Ricky replied back practically confirming the obvious for him, "its just so fucked how all those Nords died just so the gods could get us to follow their way" the Nord added ranting with passion as he vented his personal feelings towards the matter.

"Rick we don't know all the facts and angles, like I said man it could have been like Argneir was fucking saying about the Nords using the voice for blasphemous shit, like I said they could have been doing it for fucked up reasons like killing and enslaving people" the Breton responded back calmly. "Maybe there was a reason the gods put a stop to the fucking ancient Nords way of doing shit.

"I guess thats true" Ricky said back starting to understand now a more full picture of the incident, one he didn't have before." But its still fucked" he added his opinion swayed but not entirely given the circumstances in the story were in a way messed up.

"Yeah.. it is but its so faraway in the past Ricky, just focus on the here and now, okay man" Julian advised hoping this would clear the last of this negative line of thought.

"Thanks for clearing that shit up for me" the Nord added very thankful for Julian in his helpful explanation and also cheering him up somewhat.

"Anytime Ricky, anyways I'm gonna head the fuck off to sleep, goodnight Ricky" Julian replied before he went back over to his bed to head off to sleep.

"Goodnight Julian" Ricky said back.

The Nord then decided to hop in bed himself, as soon as he laid down and put the blanket covers over him Ricky quickly fell into a deeper slumber a minute after shutting his eyes. It would be another 10 minutes or so before every last member of the group would finally drift off into the glimmering depths of the dreamscape.

Today had been quite an physically exhausting one, especially taking into account the entire trip to reach the mountain itself and then also the hike up to reach the desired destination of said mountain. Tomorrow only promised to be just as eventful and boy would it deliver quite that.


The next morning arrived quicker than anybody expected, the bright sunlight of the daytime shone its rays upon the mountain monastery, serving as something of a wake up call . Everyone in the group woke up around the same time, well everyone that is except for a certain sleeping Nord still deep in his dreams. Like the day before Bubbles went to go wake the Nord up though like previously it would have mixed results.

"Get the fuck up Ricky ya got your third trial today" Bubbles said to the latter hoping it would make him wake up.

"Nah Bubs I'm gonna go with the extra hash on the side" Ricky rambled back whilst in his sleep ,spouting random nonsense about one of his favourite substances.

The Imperial upon getting this response rolled his eyes within in his glasses, knowing there was only a few ways to rouse the man from sleep Bubbles kneeled down right to his ear. "Hey Ricky Julians gonna sell all your fuck'n dope".

As if on command Ricky instantly got up and as he did shot a furious look at Julian, "don't you dare touch my fucking stash" Ricky warned.

"Ricky I'm not gonna go do shit to your dope, and also Bubbles just said that so he'd get your fucking lazy ass up" Julian shot back not caring at all in the slightest for Rickys false accusations.

"Okay, so why the fuck did he wake me up then?" Ricky asked as he shot a look at both Julian and Bubbles who in turn looked back him with concentrated faces of confusion.

"Ricky don't you remember your gonna do the 3rd trial for the Greybeards today" Bubbles answered back hoping that this reminder would jog the Nords memory which fortunately it did.

"Oh yeah, I gotta do that shit today" the Nord remarked as he recalled what the speaker of the Greybeards Argneir had said to him the day before. "Does it really have to be fucking today" Ricky complained still feeling a little tired which made sense given his recent reawakening from sleep.

"Well yeah Ricky thats what the Greybeards are expecting you to do" Bubbles replied back hoping that would convince Ricky into getting into the mindset of finishing his trials once and for all. "Plus think of all the hospitality and kindness they've shown ud, you'd have to be an arsehole to refuse them".

"It would be most wise to to do it today, the Greybeards will be most eager to have you finish the task as soon as possible" Lydia added hoping that her Thane would see the reasoning behind it and follow through with what her plus Bubbles were advising him to do.

"Fine if they're so eager for me to get this shit done I'll do it, fuck sakes" Ricky replied back in compliance, not particularly happy about the fact of the matter, but was willing to follow through given all the Greybeards had done for him. Plus he might as well get it over and done with so he could finish the whole trial process.

Ricky and co made their way out of the stone chamber room and back out into the torch lit hallways of the monastery they were currently staying at. It wouldn't be long before they found the Greybeard in question that the Nord wanted to talk to. Argneir was kneeling before the shrine in the main space of the monastery, upon sensing the Dragonborn's presence approaching he stood and addressed the man.

"Greetings Dragonborn, I see you are well rested this day" Argneir said to Ricky who accepted his greet and returned one of his own back. "Tell me Dragonborn are you ready for your final trial?" the Greybeard questioned, the room quickly taking on a suspenseful atmosphere what with the expected answer being waited upon.

"Yeah I'm all fuck'n good to go" Ricky answered with determination, very eager and confident in mind regarding completing the last trial and finishing the initiation process of fully becoming the Dragonborn, at least in the eyes of the Greybeard.

"Very well then, for your last trial you will retrieve the horn of Jurgen Windcaller, our founder, from his tomb in Ustengrav" Argneir said, declaring his simple and precise instruction for the Nord regarding his final task.

"Wait did you say it was in a tomb, right?" Bubbles asked worriedly, his anxious tone clearly showing how rattled he was by the Greybeards mention of the type of location.

"That I did" Argneir replied back with full confirmation which only made the Imperials anxiety increase as the latter turned to face the rest of his group.

"Fuck me boys looks we're potentially gonna be dealing with rotting undead cocksuckers again!" Bubbles said in fright as he quivered anxiously at the thought of battling Draugr again after their deadly experiences in Bleak falls barrow. The memory of the particular incident that had occurred barely a week ago had remained fresh in his mind and now was replaying in his head.

"Its no big deal Bubbles, if there any of those Draugr fuckheads lying around we'll fuck'n take care of em" Ricky replied back confidently hoping it would reassure which unfortunately wasn't the case. "Besides I got these fucking cool new shout powers now, so if those undead fucks come at us I'll blast them straight back into their shitty graves" the Nord added somewhat boastfully.

"Ricky you just started to use your powers so your not all that fuck'n powerful yet, besides some of those fucking Draugr can use shouts as well" Bubbles criticised pointing out the flaws and incorrections in what Ricky felt would be an easy set of battles. "You may think I'm being fucking paranoid but I just don't want us to have a repeat of last time or even fuck'n worse!".

"I get what your saying Bubs but don't worry its gonna be different this time" Julian said to the latter trying his best to reassure the Imperial though he remained somewhat unconvinced. "This time we got more manpower plus a whole new set of fuck'n tricks up our sleeves what with your fuck'n spells and Rickys shouts, also this time we know what we're dealing with and we know what to expect, so it'll be better " Julian explained.

Bubbles felt himself starting to be convinced as he saw much of the reason in Julians points and with that began to let go of his fear, this would also be helped by the reassuring hand Lydia placed on his shoulder which quelled much of the fear inside him

"Worry not Bubbles, I'll hack down any rotten bastards who try to lay their hands on you" the Housecarl promised, her tone showing her strong will and determinations to uphold said promise.

"See Bubs we got nothing to worry about, it'll be an easy trip man, faster than you'd fuck'n think" Julian said reassuringly, the Breton could see now that his friend was now on board.

"Well alright Julian I guess its decided, we'll go to the fucking place" Bubbles said, his declaration now officially setting the trip in motion now with off all the group decided on it.

"Sounds good Bubs" Julian replied. With that the group made their way over to their room to pack up their stuff. With all their items collected up and personal weapons now holstered across their back the boys plus Lydia made their way to the exit Along the way they stopped to say goodbye to Argneir and the other Greybeards

"Goodbye Argneir, I'll guess we'll see you again when we bring back the fuck'n horn" Ricky said in farewell to the Greybeard who had been instructor to him in the short time the Nord had been learning his first few shouts.

"Farewell Dragonborn, remain true to the way of the voice and you will return" Argneir said back to the group who upon finishing up their farewells walked up to the entrance. Upon throwing open the doors our companions found themselves back out in the cold snowy environment of High Hrothgar.
With their particular destination Ricky, Julian, Bubbles and Lydia began to make their way down the mountain on the same path they had originally used to climb up.


A certain amount of hours would pass by the group would finally have reached the bottom of the mountain, the trip down fortunately though went by faster than hike up. Following this they made their way back over the bridge and back into the village. There they would purchase some more food items as supplies for the journey plus their ruin delving into Ustengrav.

Once they completed this the trio and Lydia went to go collect Alvors horse from the stables, with the horse in tow they made their way over to the line up of carriages. Upon finding Ricky's wagon the proceeded to reattach the main lead to the horse and from their proceeded to hop in. This time Julian would be the main driver, the Breton instantly directing the horse back onto the road out of Ivarstead and now in the direction of the Morthal region where Jurgen Windcallers burial site lay.

Eventually the road the carriage travelled upon would lead them into a snowy canyon like area, the various layers of tall sharp rocks sitting on either side of the wooden transport visibly giving a foreboding and dangerous look to the narrow pathway. Fortunately though for the group nothing eventful and dangerous occurred while going through the area, aside from a couple goats and foxes they didn't encounter anything, particularly anything threatening at all.

Around an hour later they crossed back over into the Whiterun region, coming quite close to the village of Riverwood. Ricky had been tempted to stop there given his desire to see his family though Bubbles would later convince him that they would come back as soon as the task was done. Along the way down the road the group would find their first major settlement stop on the way to Ustengrav. Though to the boys it would mean so much more given a major nostalgia trip of their first day back in Skyrim. They had arrived at the ruins of the village of Helgen, a place that now would be considered a wreckage compared to its former state.

As soon as the carriage came to a halt just a few metres away from the entrance itself, all 3 of its passengers and its lone driver disembarked the vehicle to have a look at the destruction before them. They came to a stop just outside the front entrance and just from the glimpse alone through the medium sized opening in the destroyed gate, could they see Helgen or what was left of it.

"Holy fuck boys look at how gone to shit this place is!" Julian exclaimed in shock as he saw what had become the place in the wake of the dragons terrible devastation of the once inhabited place.

"Guess that dragon really did a fucking number on it" Ricky remarked, the Nords eyes as wide as the rest of his group as he looked and saw from the carriage the state of the once proud village.

"That he did Ricky, that he did" Bubbles added.

"I had heard of the destruction of Helgen in rumour and descriptions alone, but to see the aftermath myself is just…. unbelievable" Lydia said, the housecarl finding her breath stolen away by the sight of the levelled structures.

"You should have seen in person, me, Bubs and Julian were there when that fucking cocksucker of a dragon attacked, it was a fucking shitshow" Ricky said, giving the Houscarl insight into their experience during the attack on Helgen.

"If you don't mind me asking what were you three doing at Helgen?" the Housecarl inquired with much curiosity and interest at their involvement in the event. Lydia would inwardly curse herself shortly after she asked this, finding it both awkward and inappropriate given such personal inquires in her mind lay above her assigned station.

Julian and Bubbles quickly shot a look at one another as the memories for the false reason and the circumstances of their life threatening situation in Helgen instant resurfaced in their mind. Both the Breton and Imperial were very reluctant to tell her given how they thought she may react to the fact that they were nearly executed by Imperial empire. Unfortunately a certain 3rd unaware party would tell her anyway.

"You wouldn't believe it, me and the boys got fuck'n captured by a group Imperial 'legnares' who thought we were a part of the fucking stormcloaks just cause we got accidentally got caught in the same shit ambush as those guys" Ricky suddenly ranted causing his two friends to look at him in a mixture of shock and frustration that he had just revealed the secret to her. "You know whats fucked, we actually explained to them about the whole accident shit, but they didn't give a fuck and sent us to get our heads cut-".

"Ricky what the fuck" Julian growled in annoyance as he glared at the now surprised Nord who turned to face with a confused expression.

"The fuck are you getting pissed about Julian I didn't do shit" Ricky replied wondering why it was he was suddenly on the receiving end of the Bretons anger. "I was just telling Lydia about-".

"Ricky you were just telling her about Helgen, which was what exactly we wanted to keep a fuck'n secret" Bubbles snapped at him, chastising the latter for his poor judgement in revealing an controversial past incident. "It was alright to tell certain fucking people we knew back home cause we trust em, but when its people we barely know we don't go blabbing about it cause who knows whose a fucking spy or what not!" the Imperial ranted.

"Its alright" Lydia suddenly piped up attracting the attentions of all 3 other indviduals in her company, "I don't have an issue with your previous experiences with the empire" the House carl said with a non judgemental tone.

"So your saying your alright with us being… you know fucking former Imperial prisoners" Julian asked as he found his anxiousness start to dissipate at the neutrality and understanding Lydia showed towards their situation.

"Of course, I don't have any love for the Imperials, my loyalty is to the people of Whiterun, and of course to the three of you" the Housecarl responded in her usual professional tone of voice, which reflected her look of things and particular this situation. All 3 members of the trio upon her declaration found themselves rather humbled and even happy to hear how dedicated she was to helping them.

"Thanks for understanding our situation" Julian said, the Breton very appreciative of her consideration and sympathy towards what happened back then.

"Its no worry, what happened to you was an unjust and unfair cruelty, having all of you sentenced to death for no reason at all" Lydia replied. Her anger evident in her last point at how twisted and uncaring the empires judgement was towards her thanes who had done nothing to deserve an execution.

"It was a pretty fucked up thing that happened to us and to be honest I'm fucking worried about what could happen if the wrong people hear about that shit" Julian said revealing his anxious thoughts on the matter.

"Well you can rest easy, Julian you and your friends secret will be safe with me" Lydia replied ,swearing quite a vow as she did, one she aimed to uphold to utmost secrecy.

"Thank you" Julian replied with a small smile on his face which the Housecarl returned with a nod of acceptance. The moment of peace would only last before a certain individuals voice interrupted it, cutting through the silence like a knife running through butter

"Hey I don't mean to be a fucking dickweed but are we gonna continue on, we gotta get to fuck'n "Ustengav" or "grav" or whatever its fucking called" Ricky interjected wishing to continue on the journey.

"Don't worry Rick we're just about too" Julian responded back, as he alongside the others hopped back into the wooden vehicle. The Breton now back in control of the carriage redirected it to go around Helgen, wanting to join back on the road around where the back entrance to the village lay. His reasoning for doing so was that he and certain friends of his obviously didn't want to go through the village itself. What with all the destroyed rubble no doubt blocking the path and not to mention the not so good memories the place brought back.

Eventually the carriage would make its way over to where the back entrance sat and where the road lay started. The direction they proceeded in on their new road was north east,which as Julian estimated would take him around the forest and eventually lead out into the bottom left section of the Whiterun plains. The wagon rode on through the lush green forest, passing by many great sights as it did. A primary example being to the right of them, a large beautiful lake whose water seemed utterly peaceful with little to no ripples, and shone very brightly in the now lunchtime hours of sunlight. Other sights that seemed just as brilliant was an inhabited mill structure they passed by and an old half sunken fortress on the other side of the lake.


Another hour would pass before the road through the forest finally led them out to the other side and onto the great plains of Whiterun. Along the way through the large endless fields of they they would catch glimpses various giant camps in the distance, containing of course the large humanoids themselves and the mammoth herds the Giants had around them. Some of the Giants upon spotted the carriage passing by their camps held their clubs high and gestured it slightly as a warning to stay away.

As expected a certain Nord didn't take this well, "don't tell me to fuck off assholes, no you can go fuck yourself instead you big dickwads!" Ricky insulted hotly, flipping off the Giants at the same time as they passed by.

"Ricky don't fuck'n agitate them, they could attack us" Bubbles warned not wanting to deal with Giants coming after the wagon.

"Relax Bubs they're not gonna do shit to us, besides they're already to far away now to do fuck all" Ricky responded back in defence of his prior actions, especially given they now held no risk what with the wagon soon leaving the huge creatures in the distance.

"I know that Ricky but why did you go trying to piss em off in the first place?" Bubbles inquired.

"Because they're fucked up thats why" Ricky replied, the latter then proceeded to morph his form that didn't take the Imperial long to realise was an imitation of a giant. "Oh look at me I'm a big gigantic fuckhead who thinks its cool to go around threatening and attacking people with my stupid looking stick which I probably shove up my ass" Ricky mocked as he pretended to be a giant. "Look how fucking great I am killing farmers just cause I want to eat their animals and probably eat their crap as well".

Bubbles upon hearing this outlandish impression couldn't help but burst into loud open laughter at the Nords performance. Julian himself would also join in the laughter as well and even Lydia couldn't help but crack an amused smile at Rickys antics.

"Ricky what the fuck are ya talking about" Bubbles said with a wide grin after he had finally finished his round of laughing.

"The truth man, giants are fucked" Ricky stated back in a simple response.

"Well yeah I guess a good amount of them are murdering dicks, but I imagine theres Giants out there in the land that are peaceful" Bubbles said, his counter to the claim being reasonable given an entire race couldn't all be bad.

"Well if there are, than we mostly got stuck with all the bad fuckers in Skyrim" Ricky replied, the Nords points being something which Bubbles couldn't help but find some merit in.

The debate between the Imperial and Nord on the topic of the giants would carry on for quite some time throughout the ride across the plains, even still continuing as the carriage crossed over into the Hjaalmarch hold.


Finally after a couple of hours of travelling through large hill regions and even some snow biomes mixed with swamp like areas, the carriage would finally arrive at the small city of Morthal late in the afternoon. The group could see that the settlement lived up to its name the capital city and primary structure of civilisation in the region. The most unique element however of the large town was that it rested on the edge of a large marsh which seemed to be somewhat coated in a thick and ominous cloud of fog.

"Well here we are boys, fucking Morthal" Julian said in an introductory manner as he directed the horse to drive the carriage into the village. The Breton keeping his eye open for a good spot to park the wagon.

"Damn this place looks pretty good Julian, you know except for the shitty fucked swamp" Bubbles said, his last comment about the location ending on an agitated note that did not go unnoticed by the others.

"Yeah I guess it doesn't look too fucking good, but I don't think it'll that bad, as long as you don't trip over yourself in there" Ricky added, not really understanding what the Imperial big deal.

"Not too bad?, Ricky do you have any idea what kind of nasty cocksuckers are hanging around in the bog, do ya?" Bubbles questioned in a rather frantic and paranoid manner.

"I don't know you fucking tell me" Ricky asked, admittedly somewhat curious.

"I'll tell you what, fucking nippy mudcrab bastards hiding around, huge frostbite spiders looking to eat you for fucking dinner-" the Imperial ranted as he listed off all the possible dangers he could think. "I've heard some say that theres actually some fucking Chaurus lurking around, you know those slimy insect fuckers that live underground with the Falmer".

"Bubs the fucking Falmer don't exist man, thats just some bullshit thats designed to fuck'n scare you away from going underground" Julian retorted, not at all enthused to hear of the so called existing race of rabid overgrown insect creatures.

"Oh yeah like how the Draugr didn't exist right Julian" Bubbles roasted back causing the Breton to just glare ahead in frustration. Lucky for him the anger would evaporate slightly as he had found a space to park and he did just that. "What happened the last time you said that shit, something along the lines of a few hours later we get fucking all out assaulted by the undead bastards" Bubbles added on. "What do you have to say about that?".

"Fuck off" Julian retorted in annoyance having had enough of the teasing the latter had given him, the Breton then turned to give his instructions to the rest of the group. "Alright guys I'm gonna go drop the horse off at the stables, then after I'm gonna go pay for a room at the inn" Julian said to the group. "You guys just stay here in the meantime, alright?".

"Understood" Lydia replied simple and sweet as she accepted the instruction, Ricky and Bubbles also on board as they gave their reply's of agreement. With this done Julian went off to do his two tasks, in the meantime Bubbles and Ricky conversed among themselves as they waited for the Breton. Occasionally Lydia would join the conversation when she felt that there was some useful info she could contribute.

Ten minutes would pass by when Julian finally arrive back, a map held tightly in his left hand, "alright are you 3 ready to go?" he asked.

"Wait are we going to Usten-whatever ,right now?" Ricky asked, surprised that the first thing they were gonna do immediately after arriving was head straight to the burial site.

"Well yeah Rick, I kinda wanna get that fucking shit out of the way before nightfall" Julian explained to the Nord who now seemed to understand what the Breton was getting, well seemed to at least. "Alright you guys pack up your weapons and all shit your gonna need, we're going straight to Ustengrav" Julian instructed, to which Ricky, Bubbles and Lydia complied with, knowing what they'd face at the ruins each armed themselves.

Once the trio and Lydia had restrapped and armed themselves with their personal weapons, potions and other items, the group immediately made their way into the misty swamp. Though the area around them was wholly new and unfamiliar they pressed on through the shifty and dense marsh, nothing but a simple map to guide through to their destination.


The short journey through the marshes was not a particularly eventful one for the group though it certain had some more 'unique' moments. Ricky in a bout of clumsiness accidentally walked into a strange rock near a murky pool of water. The rock to the Nords surprise turned out to be in fact a Mudcrab who nipped him on his left foot.

Ricky would react by kicking the dog sized crustacean a distance away from him, the Mudcrab only had a few seconds once back on its feet before Bubbles utilising his flame spell burnt it. With the nuisance dealt with the four travellers continued on towards their destination.

After about 5 minutes the group would finally find themselves at Ustengrav the tomb site itself, the open ruin looked to be relatively unguarded from the distance alone.

"Looks like we're finally here boys" Bubbles exclaimed excitedly as they walked ever close to old structure.

"Thank fuck, my foot has been fucking killing me" Ricky commented in irritation, thankful that the bruise caused by the now deceased Mudcrab would stop aching even for a brief bit.

"Well Ricky we're still gonna have to walk through it" Bubbles answered back causing the Nord to groan in aggravation. "But don't worry when we get back to the village we'll go to grab some fuck'n salve to deal-" the Imperial added though he would be cut off by a new unfamiliar and threatening feminine voice that held a sadistic tone to it.

"Well, well look at what we have here" said the voice taking the entire group by surprise as they immediately spun around, weapons at ready to face this unknown speaker. The boys and Lydia turned to see quite a band of four malevolent looking individual facing them. At the head of this group stood a female brunette haired necromancer in black robes and behind stood 3 bandits wielding a variety of one handed and two handed weapons.

"Seems like we found a couple of dead men and women" the Necromancer said with a twisted smirk on her face as she eyed this new prey before her.

"Come over and try it you fuckhead, I will fuck you up sideways" Ricky threatened back which only served to make the womans smile widen in amusement.

"Look we don't want any trouble alright, we just want to go get something from that ruin and then after that we'll be out of your hair" Julian explained to the Necromancer, hoping that she would listen to reason which evidently wasn't the case.

"Aw I'm sorry but we can't do that handsome, see theres a penalty around here for trespassers in our territory" the Necromancer replied sadistically while her 3 minions appeared to be readying to strike down these poor fools. "And that penalty is death!" she laughed, twin balls of ice began forming in her hands as she spoke.

"Oh yeah well I got something to fucking say back to ya" Ricky mocked as he smiled back at the female mage who looked confused at his odd expression, especially given the reality of the situation.

"Whats that?" she demanded.

"Fus Roh!" Ricky shouted sending a blast straight at the Necromancer sending her and the bandits stumbling back, some even tripping over backwards onto the ground. Seeing their chance Ricky, Julian, Bubbles and Lydia immediately leapt into battle.

One of the Bandits who had just gotten back up to his feet looked up in time to see Julian deliver a powerful side swing straight to the mans skull with his war hammer. Like that the mans head was caved in, splattering his brains across the grass. Meanwhile another who had just gotten back to his feet attempted a wild charge at Lydia. The housecarl prepared for the mans attack sidestepped him and then at the same time slashed his back, causing him to scream in pain as he fell to his knees. With a quick thrust Lydia stabbed him from behind through the back of his skull, effectively ending him.

Meanwhile while the others fought Ricky attempted to take on the Necromancer who upon spotting his approach instantly used her frostbite spell to keep him off her. The evil mage yelled in fury as she tried to freeze the Nord to death, though to her frustration he was not being affected due to his steel shield blocking the elemental stream of ice shooting at him. Though it went without saying did take quite some strength to push back against the blast, and not to mention the increasing irritable feeling on his aching left foot as he dug it into the ground.

Some ways away from him Bubbles was having his own battle with the last Bandit who despite being on fire thanks the Imperials flames still charged in a murderous fury to slaughter the one responsible for his pain. Before he could reach the Imperial however a certain Breton charged at him smashing his war hammer straight to the mans ribcage, shattering them and sending the bandit crumpling to the floor. Julian then granted the slowly dying man a merciful release through an over head smash from his favourite weapon.

Back over with Ricky, the Nord was still engaged in blocking off the furious Necromancers assault. Unfortunately though he would soon find a problem as his shield was starting to freeze over, leaving him with limited time left to block the frostbite spell. Something that the Necromancer could clearly see.

"Poor idiot what are you gonna do now!" the Necromancer mocked triumphantly, "guess theres nothing left to do except-". Suddenly an arrow went straight in her eye, piercing the inner orb, though not entirely enough to go right through to the brain. The Necromancer screeched in agony flailing her arms, instantly ending her magical attack on the Nord. At this Ricky saw his chance and he took it, decapitating the women with a charged slash, sending her head flying off into a nearby hole in the ground.

Ricky upon hearing footsteps approach him, diverted his attention from the headless corpse laying on the ground to his surprise saviour, who walked up to him clutching her bow in her right hand. "Ricky are you alright?" Lydia asked with concern.

"Yeah I'm all good" Ricky said back with a nod to further indicate his okay condition.

The two were quickly joined by Julian and Bubbles who had quickly made their way over to check if they were okay, to which the other two responded they were.

"Jeez do you think there will be any more of these fuck'n bastards in the place" Bubbles said taking a look back over at the corpses of the murderous band who had just seconds earlier had been trying to off them. He and Julian had also looted the deceased, splitting the 18 gold amount they gained between them two ways.

"Considering what that crazy lady said about this being their territory, without a fucking doubt" Julian replied, not at all happy at the prospect of fighting possibly more bandits and potentially even other Necromancers.

"Looks like we'll have to watch our backs very carefully then" Lydia said, as usual pushing caution as the best measure in proceeding with the situation.

"Thats for fucking sure" Ricky added.

With this in mind the group then proceeded to head straight into the ruin, as they walked they remained ever watchful, bracing themselves in the event of another potential ambush. Fortunately though no such surprises awaited them and they soon arrived after walking down a short series of steps at the entrance of Ustengrav. It was here that the group took a brief pause, wanting to take a short moment on the outside before they descended into likely a very danger filled and life threatening hellhole.

"So are you guys ready?" Ricky asked in anticipation, feeling enough time had passed and wanted the suspense to be over. Though unsure somewhat his companions gave him nods and positive confirmations that let him know they were ready. With that in mind Ricky swung up the aged doors and walked in, the rest of the group following suit. Down they went into the depths of the ancient tomb.


After a few seconds of proceeding down a series of stone steps, the group would find themselves in a very large chamber, across the middle of it stood two large supporting pillars that stood high to the roof. The most notable feature though for the group however was several corpses laying spread around it, some of which were of a bandit variety and some that were not.

"Divines above looks like there was a fuck'n battle in here" Bubbles remarked eyes wide at some of the corpses and the grisly sight certain ones appeared to be in, with various hacked and mutilated body parts. "Who the fuck did this to them?".

The answer to the Imperials question would be answered once Julian walked right up to one of the corpses, this one was by the looks of it a Draugr who appeared to have been killed by an axe to the skull. "Guess we knew who was killed these guys" Julian said out loud as Bubbles and the rest crowded around to see the sight on the floor.

"Well its a good thing at least that these undead assholes managed to do one thing right in their fucked up lives and take care of some of those pricks" Ricky said, to which his 3 companions shot him looks of confusion at this morbid sense of logic he seemed to be in agreement with. "What?".

"Those Thralls of your are slower than Argonians in a blizzard" a loud voice suddenly criticised in the distance, taking the trio and Lydia by surprise the moment they heard it. The group now on alert slowly made their towards a nearby pillar which they hid behind. Peaking out from it they could see where the voice came from and it belonged to one of a pair of Necromancers standing at the end of the chamber.

"Feel free to grab up a pick and help them out, I prefer not to sully myself with physical labour" the other mage complained to the male Necromancer who shook his head in annoyance.

"How exactly do you 3 do you want to take care of this problem" Lydia asked as she kept her watchful gaze on the two sorcerers who were presently engaged in some kind of an arguement.

"Well I'm thinking we might go for some kind of a fuck'n surprise attack, so we can catch these fuckers off guard and take em out quickly" Julian said suggesting his plan of attack which the others seem to agree. "Hey Rick think you can do that shout blast of yours again?".

"I don't think so Julian, my whole connection kind of thing to my shouts feels really fuck'n drained right now" Ricky replied finding his ability to access his shout really weak much to the Bretons disappointment. "It probably needs to recharge or some shit" Ricky added.

"Damn that fuck'n sucks" Julian muttered as he found himself lost with how to proceed in successfully ambushing the necromancers.

"Wait Julian I think I got an idea on how to distract these cocksuckers" Bubbles interjected, the Imperial having a new of spell of his in mind to provide the perfect distraction for their enemy's.

"Well what do you have in mind Bubs?" Julian inquired just before the man revealed what had in mind which the Breton found to be perfect.


Meanwhile back over with the two Necromancers they stilled appeared to be having a go at one another. "Enough with your useless whining, as long as they accomplish their task, time is of no consequence" The necromancer snapped at her male counterpart.

"All I'm saying is that quickening of pace wouldn't be-" the other Necromancer replied back though he halted mid sentence when suddenly what sounded like a summoning spell echoed behind them. Turning around they saw a female humanoid made entirely of fire levitating a few feet from them. The fire elemental instantly shot a firebolt straight at the female necromancer who barely got her lesser ward up in time to block the ball of flame which exploded against the magical shield.

"Who dare summoned this atronach" the Necromancer seethed loudly in anger as she stared furiously at this new attacker.

"It matters not, I'm going to dispose of this Daedra once and for all" the female sorcerer as she activated a frostbite spell in each of her hands, though before she could an iron arrow went straight through one of them piercing it.

"Argh!" you bastard!" she roared in anger, clutching her injured hand as she turned to face this new band of enemies charging towards them clutching various weapons. She instantly blasted her frostbite spell with her one good hand at the nearest target a Nord who simply blocked with his shield. Given the lack of a dual handed approach the ice spells effectiveness was rather weak allowing Ricky while blocking to slowly move up to the Necromancer.

To make matters worse for she was suddenly hit by a firebolt courtesy of the Flame Atronach, sending her flying straight into the wall dazing. Looking up she saw the Nord standing over and in a blink of an eye stabbed her through the chest ending her. Over with the other Necromancer he had switched to a double handed usage of the flame spell which he used to fire at Lydia who ducked behind the cover of the pillar.

The Necromancer then turned to face his next target the Imperial mage who had prepared his own dual spells of destruction. He looked at this 'amateur' mage straight in the eyes with the sneer as he shot his stream of fire straight at the man. The Imperial counteracted the Necromancers fire stream with his own frostbite spell. The two spells met one another and from their neither could gain ground over the other, that is until Julian intervened smashing the twisted mages arms with his war hammer breaking them.

Even worse news for him. In losing his control over the magic battle the Necromancer could do little to stop the full weight of the Imperials frostbite spell combined with his own from utterly obliterating him to ash upon seconds of contact.


"Holy shit did you see that Julian!" Bubbles commented as he looked upon the glowing ash remains of the now very much deceased necromancer. "That fucker got fucking burnt to ash, look at it!" the Imperial exclaimed in shock. Though he had burnt other things to ash in the past this was a first for Bubbles in seeing another man get completely obliterated

"Yeah buddy, you really fucking did him in" Julian commented as he looked down upon the dust pile of what was formely a dangerous opponent of theirs.

"Its like I said before, you have quite the skill in the magic" Lydia complimented as she joined the two over at the end of the chamber. " The Atronach and your victory over the Necromancer is evident of that" she added, her praise of his proficiency in magic making the Imperial somewhat blush.

"Well I can't take all the credit Julian helped me take out that asshole" Bubbles responded with a humble word that remained true to his honest self.

"Shes right though, your getting really great with your magic " Julian said patting the Imperial on the back, the mage glad for the support.

The Breton then turned to look back at the chamber, he could the Flame Atronach flipping and gliding around the area with inhuman reflexes, across from it he could see Ricky looting the various corpses near the start of the chamber for valuables. "We should probably check if these guys got any good loot" Julian said to the two, being reminded of what potential stuff these dead foes had on them.

Julian, Bubbles and Lydia immediately went over to two of the necromancer corpses hoping they had some goodies on them. To their annoyance they would find that neither had much of value save for one having a spell tome titled Oakflesh, which Bubbles was overjoyed to have found given his undying passion for learning new magic. Despite their annoyance in not finding anything of use Julian and Lydia were glad he had found something great though at least.

Ricky in comparison had a better time to them in his looting having gained a total amount of 13 coins and even several potions, one a healing potion and the other a potion of true shot. Plus he managed to get an extra amount of gold coins from a chest he found. Once he finished up his 'collecting' the Nord made his way over to the 3. "What did you guys find?" Ricky asked.

"To be honest, fuck all" Julian admitted with an irritation tone, very unhappy on the inside about not finding any valuables or gold at all.

"That fuck'n sucks but I imagine theres a bunch more shit you can get" Ricky replied cheering up the Breton who gave him an appreciative look. "By the way Lydia I got you something, should probably help the aim of yours a lot I guess" the Nord said as he handed one of the potions he got to the Housecarl.

"Thank you" she replied modestly, very glad to have something that would only increase the accuracy of her already deadly aim twicefold. Suddenly a series of terrified screams echoed through the hallways to the left of them, leading further down into the ruins.

"Uh could someone please tell me just.. WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT!" Bubbles yelled out, his nerves on edge thanks to the sudden loud scare.

"Don't worry Bubs, whatever it is we'll take care of it" Julian said trying to calm the Imperial down as he proceeded to head down the corridor to check it out, the rest following him in a line.

"Oh yeah we're gonna take care of it, more like fucking anger it is more like it" Bubbles whimpered to himself at the back of the line.

As the group turned the corner they were met by the sight of more corpses, some being dead necromancers and one being Draugr. Ricky and Julian looted the Draugr corpse, splitting what gold it had. Meanwhile Bubbles looted the necromancers, he gained quite some useful valuables from the dead sorcerers such as a conjurers potion and a staff of zombies.

Just as they finished up their looting the same scream from before echo again through the ruins, the group now immediately armed and on alert again proceeded forward in caution. Right as they turned the corridor the trio and Lydia were instantly met with quite a twisted sight. Within seconds they saw a male necromancer who screamed in horror just before a group of 4 Draugr surrounded him and hacked him to pieces with their ancient weaponary.

"Oh my fuck those Draugr are vicious fuckers!" Ricky said out loud in shock as he witnessed the man get chopped up by an aggressive mob of the undead. Unfortunately his loud shouting would have consequences as moments after he had spoke the Draugr now turned their attention on the group.

"Shit, here we fucking go guys get ready" Julian warned as he tightly gripped his war hammer in preparation for quite a battle. The reanimated corpses leading out a series of unearthly growls as they charged in mass towards them. Ricky though luckily would be able to help gain the upper hand in this suspenseful moment thanks to the fact that his shout ability was fully charged.

"Fus Roh!" Ricky yelled blasting the group of Draugr back sending most of the stumbling onto the ground. Thinking fast the Nord went to the first one and quickly stabbed the undead monster through the brain eliminating it permanently. He then turned to face the next which had gotten up and with its two handed ancient Nord axe the Draugr swung it in a attempt to slice off Rickys head.

The Nord quickly raised his shield though the powerful charged strike from the strong weapon would send him stumbling him back, leaving him somewhat vulnerable. The Draugr then attempted another swing at Ricky though it would be parried by Julian who then immediately after followed with a left side swing which smashed it helmet off its head. Enraged the rotting creature attempted to charge with its battle axe towards the Breton, though it would never get the chance as Ricky attacked it from the side, decapitating its head with a wide stroke.

As the two warriors finished off the first and second of the Draugr, Lydia had been busy fighting the 3rd of them. She had just killed when she was suddenly attacked by the last of the pack of undead, a restless Draugr who shot a frostbite spell at her. Fortunately for Lydia just before the beam could hit here a certain Imperial got in front and summoned a lesser ward to protect the Housecarl.

"Fuck this hurts like a bitch" Bubbles hissed gritting his teeth as he felt the immediate strain in his arms getting more and more painful the longer he held the magical shield against the decayed monsters ice attack.

Using the chance her thane had given her Lydia while the restless Draugr was distracted with Bubbles, quickly making her way to the side. Before the reanimated Nord corpse could react Lydia hacked off its spell using arm and then with a quick thrust stabbed the restless draugr from the jaw up, straight to the brain.

Feeling secure in the knowledge that the last of the Draugr was dead Lydia turned to face her surprise savior in the battle, "thanks for the save" Lydia said to the latter.

"Don't mention it all, I'm here to look out for ya along with the rest of the boys" Bubbles replied with much kindness, something that Lydia had come to very much associate with the thick glasses mage in the time she had known him.

It wouldn't be long before Julian and Ricky made there way over to check if the two of them were okay which as expected they were. As soon as this was done each of the group looted each of the Draugrs corpses for any gold and valuables. While Lydia was not big on robbing bodies, she understood that it could be helpful and even useful to keep gold and other items around for future use in order to help her plus her thanes. Besides the dead were beyond the point of care so why not make more use of it.

In an overall estimate of the loot each got a sufficient amount, albeit some getting a little more than they expected. Bubbles got 10 coins, Julian managed to get 2 gold, a garnet. Ricky found 14 gold on the corpse he looted and last but not least Lydia found 5 coins and a iron ingot. Once the four were done with their looting the group proceeded on from their location. The next room they entered would increase their joy majorly what with it being filled with urns and even a chest containing more valuables.

"Damn like we really hit the fucking jackpot" Julian remarked with a smile, his eyes fixed upon the well carved rectangular box that sat nestled in the corner.

"That we did" Lydia added as she found herself just as impressed the rest by the amount of valuables stored in the room, and best of all her particular scan of the room had indicated no traps at all.

Around 5 minutes later the group had finished their looting which relatively amounted to a sizeable amount of 40 coins that was split 4 ways, they also managed to find a couple potions of stamina and health which they each took a fair share amount of. An interesting find which Bubbles would take for himself would be a book titled "Mystery of Talara V2", which the Imperial being not just an avid reader of spell tomes would enjoy.

Now all wrapped up they made their way out of the room and proceeding further down a new hallway that them in further into the ruins. Eventually they would arrive at a room where they upon entering would find a few Draugr were lurking around in. The four ruin delvers deciding on a more sneaky approach to attack these unaware undead creatures. Unfortunately this would fail horribly when suddenly as they passed by, one of the sarcophagus burst open revealing a newly awakened Draugr who upon exiting attempted to kill Bubbles with his axe.

"Shit!" the Imperial yelled in fright as he just barely dodged the swing made by the murderous reanimated monster, the Draugr instantly after missing continued its attempt to try to kill the defiler of its tomb. Fortunately for Bubbles Ricky would finish the Draugr off by slicing its head off from behind.

Things would only get worse as the two other Draugr had been alerted by the scuffle and came running in a rabid fury to murder these interlopers. One of them, a Restless Draugr upon closing in on one of its targets shot a stream of frost directly at the latter who was taken by surprise by the sudden assault.

Julian in an attempt to protect his front side by blocking the blast with his iron arm guards which were effective for just about a few seconds. The Breton yelled out in pain as he found the pain of the ice blast began to brutally sting his skin, Julian knew he couldn't block the spells blast for long. Luckily for him Lydia intervened suddenly in a quick manoeuvre struck the Restless Draugr before it could react, slicing half of its head off.

With the rotting monstrosity now deceased once again Julian instantly ended his block position, gritting his teeth as he felt the pain in his arms while they moved freely. The Breton knowing one thing could end this pain quickly downed one of the few health potions he had. Julian let out a sigh of relief as he found the stinging feeling dull down to a minor ache. Turning to Lydia he sent her a nod of appreciation which she accepted humbly. The two of them turned to face Ricky and Bubbles who had just double teamed the last Draugr, killing it within a short time frame.

Bubbles upon catching sight of Julian ran over the latter, concern and worry very clear in his expression. "Julian are you alright?, I saw that Draugr fuck blast you with frostbite" Bubbles questioned very worried about his friends condition. "Your arms must be feeling fucked right now cause of the freeze and all".

"I'm fine Bubs, most of the fucking pains gone cause of the healing potion" Julian explained as he calmed the Imperials anxiety down. "Besides its gonna take more than some dead bastard to fucking do me in" Julian added with a smirk as he patted the Imperial on the back.

"I know, don't mean I'm not ever gonna stop worrying or looking out for you in these fucked up situations" Bubbles replied back with a laugh at the humorous bravado shared by either of them.

"Wouldn't have it any other fucking way anyway buddy" Julian responded before he turned to face Ricky and Lydia who were standing by the sides of the room.

"So are we gonna keep going?" Ricky asked wondering when they'd soon continue onwards towards their main prize and current objective.

"We are gonna head off soon, but first we're just gonna loot these guys" Julian replied as he went over to loot the Restless Draugrs corpse, finding an amount of 9 gold coins and another garnet. Lydia found 6 gold coins and another garnet on the second Draugr, on the last Draugr Ricky would find 6 gold coins and a petty soul gem which he gave to Bubbles seeing as the Nord had no current use for one.

As soon as they completed the process of scavenging the group proceeded to head up the stairs leading up the rooms stone platform and from there crossed the stone bridge over to the other side where an opening sat. Through the opening the trio and Lydia descended down a series of steps that led to a black ebony coloured door, upon the door was engraved various forms of old Nord iconography.

Seeing as how the group was on something of a quick schedule to find their desired quest item, Ricky and the rest proceeded to unlock the door and from their make their way down into the depths of Ustengrav. Where the Horn of Jurgen Windcaller surely lay with the founder himself.


The four members of the group proceeded to make their way down through the old hallway eventually finding themselves on ground level again. Across from that stood an opening that led out into an area that seemed to be very well lit with natural light. Fast walking forward they would eventually come to a halt upon spotting a Draugr a metre away from them, standing and looking outwards on what looked to be a rock cliff edge.

"By Arkay there never seems to be an end to these foul mockeries of the dead" Lydia growled in anger already tired of dealing with the constant issues these undead warriors created.

"Your telling me, I'm so sick of seeing these fucking walking grunting ugly prickjobs all over the place" Ricky moaned as he looked over at the lone warrior, seeing the place it was standing gave him an idea. "Good thing I know how to take care of this fuckstick" the Nord added as he began to approach the Draugr from behind. "Hey asshole!".

The Draugr upon hearing a loud mocking grating voice turned around to face his opponent, a smirking Nord decked in leather armour and equipped with a steel sword plus shield. The decayed monster let out a roar as it attempted to charge at Ricky who instantly blasted him with his unrelenting force shout, "Fus Roh!". The Draugr was instantly tumbling back and over the cliff, vanishing from view as it plummeted to its death.

"Damn Ricky you really sent that fucker flying" Julian remarked as he once again found himself in awe of the Nords abilities, especially given since thanks to its clever usage the need for battle with the Draugr was negated.

"Fucking right I did" Ricky commented in an amused tone though his expressions would soon change to one of amazement as he now had quite the view on the cliffside that lay before him. "Guys check this out it looks fucking amazing" Ricky said stunned by the view of the large cavern that they now stood in.

"It does look really fucking beautiful" Bubbles replied as he, Julian and Lydia stood alongside Ricky to admire the enormity and grandeur of the large underground area, one that shone in brightened very particularly thanks to the natural daylight peaking through the ceiling.

The four of them would take a short moment to enjoy the view before they would then continue down the path which led into another inner hallway. They would briefly halt though as Lydia spotted a flame spout trap just inches away from them. Carefully going around it the group would soon find themselves in a new ancient banquet room, the companions made their way to ground floor after crossing the top most bridge and proceeding down a set of old rickety steps.

The 4 would encounter some resistance in the form of two Draugr at the end of the room, though they would soon be dispatched in a coordinated effort. Lydia shot the first in the head with an arrow and all 3 of the boys teamed up to finish the last. Upon having dealt with the rooms unsavoury inhabitants and looting their valuables the group continued onwards towards the next area in the ruins. After a few hallway walk throughs they would find themselves in a new more natural looking area that several large puddles of oil, a few coffins were also situated on the backside of the cave.

All of a sudden the lids on either sarcophagus sudden burst as two reawakened Draugr crawled out to fight the trio. Julian, Ricky and Lydia were about to leap into action though unexpectedly Bubbles held them back. "Hold on I got a better way to take out these fucks!" the Imperial said as he looked at the pools of oil separating them from the decayed creatures who were making their way towards them.

Just as the Draugr stepped foot in the oil Bubbles with his flame spell shot a stream of fire at the puddles setting it and the undead a blaze. The next thing the Imperial did was use shoot the flame straight at the Draugr only increasing the process of combustion. "How do you like that huh, I hope you enjoy getting roasted you motherfucking cocksuckers!" Bubbles raged as he burnt the reanimated corpses to a pile of ash which lay on the ground. The Imperial now finished his spells purpose deactivated them, meanwhile the fire having run out of oil substance to burn slowly died out till it completely faded away.

"Nice job Bubs" Ricky complimented, glad that the Imperial had taken care of the Draugr before they had caused some problems for the group.

"Its all good Ricky, I'm happy to get rid of any of these cocksuckers that fuck'n get in our way" Bubbles replied.

Following this the group moved on to the other side of the cave room, going through the opening that lead them on through a couple short twists back out into the cavern. Upon exiting the four members of the group found themselves now back in the enormous space of the underground area headed down a natural foot path that led down onto a more ground level based surface. Once having set foot on this new the group saw that ahead of them were a couple of large stone platforms. To Rickys shock he and the others could also see a couple actual skeletons patrolling the area, equipped with various ancient Nord sword, axes and bows. One of them even sitting on a throne.

"I must be really fucking high or something cause tell me that ain't a couple fucking skeletons walking around over there" Ricky said in shock.

"I don't why thats such a surprise for you Ricky, I mean you've seen the Draugr walking around right?, these skeletons are the exact same fucking thing except they don't got any meat on them" Bubbles replied hoping the Nord would understand.

"What so they don't have a meat log on them, like they have no fuck'n cock on them" Ricky responded utterly confusing the Imperial on how he had misinterpreted one thing he said and made up an entirely different conversation.

"No Ricky thats not- well kind of, thats not really the point I was trying to get at" Bubbles said back as he hoped this would finally get through to the Nord. "What I'm trying to say is that there the exact same thing as the Draugr, just another resurrected body looking to fuck'n cut you up".

"Okay I guess I get what your saying" the Nord replied having a basic outline on what Bubbles said to him.

"If we're done talking about either set of rotten fuckers, it'd probably be best to get back to the main shit we're trying to do" Julian criticised, admittedly somewhat tired of the current conversation already and overall of the entire adventure through the ruins, wanting it to be over soon. "How the fuck do you wanna take out those pricks over there?".

"Why don't we take em out from a distance, you know pick em off with a bow or using some of those firebolts Bubbles can use" Ricky suggested seeing a ranged fight as an easy solution.

"Y'know thats actually a pretty good idea" Julian replied finding merit in the concept of having this battle being one from a distance which would minimise certain injuries where it not a close quarters fight.


The Skeletons continued to pace endlessly as they had done so far the past how so long since they had awakened from their long slumbers. None could recall any memories they had from their previous lives, none could feel what they had once felt in life. All that was left was a mindless desire to kill and defend their holy resting place from all who would dare venture there.

As one of them wandered a little to the left suddenly an arrow pierced its skull, ending what tiny flicker of life existed in it and the heap of bones fell to the ground, splitting into various pieces as it did. The others were quickly drawn to this spectacle, all on high alert now that were as an attacker nearby. As they surrounded the pile of bone fragments and parts that was once a fellow Skeleton, they were unaware of a firebolt flying straight at them.

The ball of fire upon impact exploded killing of all them instantaneously, sending bones flying everywhere. Over by the throne the last Skeleton and his companion, a Skeletal archer got up to go find the intruders. The two made their way over to the pillars hearing at times what sounded like loud breathing could be heard audibly.

Suddenly a Nord in leather armour leaped out from behind one of pillars, bashing his shield against the main skeletons head disorientating it and then sliced its head skull off. The skeletal archer who had been readying itself while this Nord had fought and just now killed its compatriot let loose one of his arrows, piercing the top side of the mans shoulder.

"Ah fuck!, fuck you you fucking cocksucker !" the Nord growled in anger as he pulled the arrow out which luckily for him hadn't gone in so far. The skeleton was about to pull out another arrow to shoot this man with when suddenly it heard a footstep behind him. The reanimated skeleton turned to look and was faced with the last sight he would ever see, a steel warhammer being swung directly towards its skull.


Julian watched the last of the Skeletons upon being bashed against the skull collapse onto the ground and fall apart just as his fellows did before. Across from him he could hear Ricky still cursing in anger

"I hope that fucking prick is having a fucked up time in oblivion" Ricky raged to himself, still very enraged on how the apathetic Skeleton had shot him in his shoulder. The Nord also at the dame time gulping down his health potion,

"Rick are you all good man, did the arrow pierce you anywhere bad?" Julian inquired with concern.

"I'm fucking fine Julian it'd go in that far, I'm just fucked cause that fuckhead got a sneak shot at me" Ricky said, his tone still showing how mad he was because of the prior incident.

"Well you'll get over it" Julian replied while he looted the two skeleton corpses, taking the gold coins they had on them. Across from him Lydia had been looting the pile of skeleton bones belonging to the group that had been obliterated by the firebolt. She found a couple arrows which would serve well to replenish the stock she had depleted somewhat throughout the groups trek through the ruins.

"Hey Julian theres nothing up here!" Bubbles yelled from up on the stone platforms, catching the Bretons attention immediately upon confirmation that the spot the Imperial looked over had nothing of use.

"Does it lead anywhere?" Julian questioned with curiousity regarding whether it would lead them closer to the main objective at hand.

"No its all fuck'n closed off!" Bubbles yelled back as he finally reappeared at the top of the stairs leading up to the platform.

"Maybe the bridge over there will lead us back onto the path" Lydia interjected as she pointed out the the naturally formed bridge that stretched from this area and connected onto the next one in the distance.

"Well I guess its worth a try" Julian replied as he walked onto it, the others following behind him in suit as they made their way across it.

Along the way Ricky could suddenly hear what sounded like a familiar chanting coming from nearby instantly making the Nord halt in response at this occurrence. Upon seeing Ricky stop the others halted looking at the clearly disturbed looking Nord who appeared to be gazing around him in confusion.

"Whats going on Ricky?" Bubbles asked

"I don't know Bubbles I keep hearing this fucking voice chanting in my head " Ricky said in annoyance as he heard the same deep voice repeating itself over and over in his head in an endless cycle. "It reminds of that fucking word wall up in bleak falls barrow, the one that wouldn't shut the fuck up!" the Nord yelled as he found himself starting to have a headache.

"Hold on Ricky you said it reminded you of the fuck'n barrows right?" Bubbles questioned, the Imperial immediately realising what was wrong with Ricky given the similar signs between this and the previous situation.

"Yeah so what?" the Nord quizzed.

"Ricky I think we might be near another of those fucking word wall" Bubbles replied, "probably cause of your whole Dragonborn status the shout in the walls trying to communicate with you or somethin" he added.

"Well where the fuck is it?" Ricky asked, not caring for his impatience and rude tone as he found himself reaching his limits with the voices. "These voices are starting to fucking drive me nuts!".

"You won't have to worry for long Rick cause I think I know where it is" Julian commented as he directed Ricky over to the edge of the bridge. Down bellow the Nord could see a pond surrounded by various trees and plants growing around, nearby sat a pratically similar word wall to the one in Bleak falls barrow sat. The glowing word symbol shone bright as ever though from the distance Ricky viewed from it seemed somewhat dim.

"Well what are we waiting for lets go the fuck down" Ricky said, urgency clear in his voice as he wanted to be rid of the voices in his head.

"Hold up Ricky we are I just gotta sort things out first" Julian explained to the man before he turned to face Bubbles and Lydia. "Lydia, Bubbles are you two all good with scouting out the area that this bridge leads to while me and Ricky deal with this shout shit?".

"Yeah I think we'll be all good with, though Julian what happens if theres some Draugr or even Skeleton fucking hanging around?" Bubbles asked.

"If that happens don't fight em, wait for me and Ricky to come back" the Breton answered back hoping the response would satisfy the Imperial. "That sound good with you?".

"Yeah I guess it should be" Bubbles replied with a nod of his head, now ready to do his part alongside Lydia. With that the group split up with Bubbles heading across the bridge with Lydia, Ricky and Julian made their way back the way they came hoping they could find a way down to the bottom. Eventually they would find a path that would do just that and as quickly as they could proceeded downhill to the bottom.


5 minutes later Ricky and Julian at last reached the bottom level of the cavern and from there walked over to the word wall.

"So this is it?" Julian inquired with curiosity given he couldn't see or hear anything coming from the wall that looked absolutely dull in appearance.

"Yeah it is, its gets pretty fucking loud as well the closer you get to it" Ricky replied gritting his teeth as the chants began to increase in volume to the point that they were practically booming in his head.

Eventually they arrived at the wall and thats when Ricky felt the chant blast him in full force causing him to groan and clutch his head. The energy in the wall transferred itself into him and with that a single word was burned into his mind, Feim - Fade. Following this the voices and the word on the wall faded away.

"Ricky are you alright man?" Julian asked.

"Yeah I'm good, just never gets fucking easier with this shit" the Nord remarked rather grumpily, having somewhat hoped that the shout process would have been a less painful transfer than last time which unfortunately wasn't the case.

"Well at leasts its over with now, thats the fucking thought" Julian replied as he patted the Nord on the back, "c'mon lets going Bubbles and Lydia are probably waiting for us" he added before proceeding to make his way back up hill on the path they took. Ricky lagging somewhat behind him, still disoriented by the shout transfer.

Eventually the Breton and the Nord would find themselves have a short hike back on the top level area and from there made their way across the bridge to where Bubbles and Lydia were. The two of them eventually found the Imperial and Housecarl waiting for them by a locked gate, in front of the gate stood 3 stones resting in a certain order.

"Hey Bubs, did you have any problems?" Julian asked with concern as he made his way over to the Imperial who had annoyed expression on his face.

"Something fucking like that, come take a look at this" Bubbles said as he performed his demonstration, running over to one of the stones. Suddenly a green light flashed around the stone he stood around causing one of the gated to lift up, revealing a hallway with 2 more locked gates split between it. Then Imperial moved away from the stone causing the green light to fade away and the main opening gate to crash back down to the floor.

"The fuckn things one big cocksucker of a puzzle, you gotta stand by one of the stones else the gate won't open" Bubbles ranted as he gave his explanation on the gate mechanisms. "Someones gotta stand by each of them so that the whole hallway opens the fuck up".

"So you've been waiting for us to get back to help open it up?" Julian asked now with an understanding on the current issue and how to solve it.

"Well basically yeah" the Imperial replied.

"Well now that we're here lets get this going then" Julian declared, he then got the attention of everyone in the group. "alright all three of you stand by each of the fucking stones, I'm gonna pass through and see if hopefully theres something to deactivate, alright?" Julian added addressing them with his plan which everyone else seemed to be in accord with.

Not seeing much to argue about and wanting to get this process over and done with Ricky, Lydia and Bubbles stood at each one of the stones individually. Sure enough 3 gates proceeded to lift up allowing Julian to reach the end of the hallway. Once there he spotted a chain hanging from the roof which upon pulling allowed the gates to remain open, even as the group moved away from the stones.

Once the 3 tomb delvers caught up with Julian they continued onwards through the hallway into the next room, this one however quickly set off alarm bells for practically everyone in the room given it appeared to be entirely filled with spout flame traps. There were a few safe spots though they were spread out widely in between the masses of trap plates, fortunately though Lydia found a solution which Bubbles would immediately find repulsive. Across the plates sat the burned corpses of various dead frostbite spiders, these creatures who had made their abode in this room looking for potential victims had in turn wound up victims themselves.

The housecarl figured that the dead corpses would make good stepping stones though it would be wise not to linger for more than 10 seconds as the added pressure to the corpse would cause the plate to ignite and cook the body they were standing on. So with this the group made their way across using the dead spiders as stepping stones to reach the safe spot and from there repeated the continuous pattern.

Eventually they would make their way out of the trap area and into the next room which to the relief from everyone in the group looked to be the final one. This being especially evident due to the well built pillars, the walkway surrounded by a small moat of water and of course the grand sarcophagus most likely containing the remains of Jurgen Windcaller. Ricky, Julian, Bubbles and even Lydia smiled to each other in joy as they felt that they had at long last reached the end of their perilous quest.

"Well it was a long fucked up journey to get here but we did it, we found the fucking horn " Julian said in triumph.

"That we did Julian, looks like you'll be able to complete your final trial Ricky" Bubbles added with a very excited tone.

"I know buddy, thank fuck I'm finally gonna get it done" Ricky replied back, he soon became startled however as suddenly several giant statues emerged from the water on either side of the walkway. "What the ever loving fuck was that!" the Nord yelled out in alarm, his heart beating rapidly.

"Relax Ricky its just one of those tomb mechanism things, nothing to worry about" Bubbles reassured though admittedly he was also still somewhat shocked by the sudden appearance of the statues.

"Thats true but holy fuck they gave me a heart attack though" the Nord replied.

As the group made their way up to the stone platform the sarcophagus lay open, a slow steady tension built up as they came upon the coffins pedestal. To their shock, upon the pedestal where the fabled Horn would lie upon, held nothing but a mere note resting upon it.

"Okay seriously where the fuck is the horn!" Ricky yelled out starting to feel extremely angry given all the stress and hopes that had led up to this point. The group searched around the sarcophagus and even tried to break into it which didn't work given the material was too thick to cut through with swords alone. Nothing seemed to be of use, the Horn of Jurgen was gone.

"YOU GOT TO BE FUCKING KIDDING ME WE CAME ALL THIS WAY JUST TO GET FUCKED OVER!" the Nord roared in anger as he began to flip out and kick some of the pillars.

"Ricky Rick calm the hell down!" Julian yelled, not wanting to deal with the mans rage right now and wanted to bring him back to a calmer state. Lydia by the Bretons side trying to calm the Nord down.

"DON'T TELL ME TO CALM DOWN, I GOT EVERY RIGHT TO BE FUCKED OFF AT WHATEVER FUCKBRAIN STOLE THE HORN!" Ricky shouted back.

While Julian had been trying to calm Ricky Bubbles had taken a look at the note left on the pedestal, "Ricky come over I think theres something you'll want to see!" the Imperial yelled out, having find some crucial info on the paper.

"Oh yeah whats that" Ricky mocked as the Imperial made his way over to him, Bubbles as soon as he stood beside him showing the note in full detail to him. Despite the Nord not being able to read a lot of books given his limited education Ricky could make out what was said on the note regarding its basic instructions.

On the note read: "Dragonborn, I need to speak with you urgently, meet me at the Sleeping Giant Inn in Riverwood and I'll meet you" - from a friend.

To be continued


It finally seems we've reached the end of quite an eventful and world opening chapter, one that has like I stated pre hand really opened up the rest of Skyrim to the boys whose adventures have mostly remain either in Tamriel or past, present and future wise self contained in the Whiterun region. It was truly quite an interesting writing process doing this chapter given the various parts I found myself stuck with and the energy plus motivation to write has admittedly been a little out of sorts this month. But I'm happy I got this done and I hope you enjoyed this as well. It seems like our favourite group of misfits are now being drawn into the plots of a certain dragon hunting organisation. Anywho make sure to tune into the 12th chapter and final chapter of the first part of the Dragonborn quest arc, in which we will see a certain totally non suspicious Inn keeper make her introduction into the series. Until we meet again everybody.