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It took June and Vilkas a few days to reach their destination but once they did, they just stood there for a while staring at the strange buildings in front of them. There were only a few homes, if that's what you called them. They seemed to be made into giant mushrooms but the main one was build into a tree. It definitely looked alien to Vilkas and June. They both glanced at each other for a moment and than began to approach the main building.

Outside of the home was a young Dark Elf wizard boy who seemed to be practicing his magic. He payed no attention to them as they passed by, he was too focused on his magic. Watching him reminded June of Seradia, she remembered that Seradia would spend hours outside working on her spells. June had to shake herself out of it, thinking about it made her become upset and mourn her friend more.

"Strange place." Vilkas mumbled to himself as they walked up the giant ramp leading to the door. "You sure we can trust...who ever it is that lives here." Vilkas stopped and turned towards June. "Let's find out." June replied as she opened the door. Vilkas watched her walk in and as soon as she took a step she suddenly went flying up. "June!" Vilkas yelled running through the door and as soon as he did the same thing happened to him.

It happened so fast the next thing he knew he was thrown down onto a hard wooden floor. He heard a small cough under neath him. "Get off me.." June coughed out. Vilkas quickly got up and helped June off the floor. "Sorry! Are you okay?" Vilkas asked. June took a deep breath and nodded. She rubbed her back as she stood up straight. "I see I have visitors." They both jumped from the sudden voice. They looked to see an old Dark Elf wizard standing across the room looking at them.

The Dark Elf and June's eyes met each at once. "Wait..I remember you." June furrowed her eyebrows down. It was the same Dark Elf wizard from the shrine in Raven Rock. She met him before she cleansed the stone, he was examining the people there. "Yes..You're the one who was able to resist the power from the stone..." The wizard walked over to June and examined her. Vilkas watched him closely.

"So tell me." He quickly turned around and walked away from them. "What brings you to my home?" He stopped but still didn't look at them. "The Skaal told me to come here, they said that you are...an expert of some things." June slowly approached him. "I am an expert on a lot of things, so you will have to be specific." He slowly turned his head. "What do you know about this." June reached into her bag and pulled out the black book.

He turned around and quickly took the book from her. "Where did you get this!?" He sounded amazed as he examined it. He opened it and skimmed through it. "We found it in Miraak's tower." June answered as she watched him. "Interesting..." He shut the book and looked at her. He stood there for a moment just examining her. "Who are you?" He asked approaching. "My name is June, I'm the Dragonborn." She introduced herself. "The Dragonborn!? Even more interesting." He rubbed his beard as he examined her again.

"That explains how you were able to get yourself out of the stone's power..." He began to circle her looking her from head to toe. Vilkas furrowed his eyebrows down as he watched this strange man. "Tell me who you are and what you know about Hermaeus Mora." June spoke with a firm voice. "My name is Neloth..Hermaeus Mora..Yes I know quite a bit about that one..." He stopped and walked over to his desk. He set the black book down and starting going through his papers. "Hermaeus Mora..The Daedric Prince of knowledge and and fate. I don't know as much as I wish, but I do know that he is the keeper of the unknown." Neloth spoke quietly.

"Why are you so interested in him?" Vilkas asked stepping forward. "Did you not just hear what I said boy!?" Neloth raised his voice at Vilkas. "He is the keeper of the unknown, the ones who would portray him as an only evil being are the fools. His plain of Oblivion is an endless library full of knowledge that we couldn't even dream of!" Neloth turned around and approached Vilkas as he spoke. "Just imagine the kind of power he has hidden away." He got close to Vilkas. "Maybe it should stay hidden." Vilkas furrowed his eyebrows down. "Bah! You are just as foolish as the Skaal." He turned back around and walked back to his desk.

"Now..Why are you so interested?" He looked at June and cocked an eyebrow. "You are familiar with Miraak yes? I assume so because you are the one who pointed me to his tower." June crossed her arms. "Miraak...Yes, I know of him. He's a bit famous at the moment considering he's having his little cult brainwash everyone including the Thalmor.." Neloth leaned forward on his desk looking down at the black book. June tensed up, her and Vilkas both exchanged quick glances and than looked back at Neloth. "How do you know their brainwashing the Thalmor?" June quickly asked.

Neloth scoffed at June's question. "Any fool can see it, sadly everyone is Solstheim is a fool." Neloth shook his head. "It would make sense that the Dragonborn would be interested in a..former Dragonborn." Neloth stood up straight and turned back around. "Not so much of a former since he's still somehow alive." June looked away. "He's not alive..not truly.." Neloth rubbed his beard. "It's true that he still exists but he only in Hermaeus Mora's Oblivion. There he is drawing power and working his way back to our world, which is troublesome indeed because if he returns that means we're all doomed. Even I." Neloth shrugged.

June looked back at him and continued to listen. "I'm sure he knows of you by now also. A Dragonborn can sense a Dragonborn I wager, he's probably excited that you're here." Neloth walked towards another desk and started digging through his drawers. "Excited?" June furrowed her eyebrows down. "Yes, Excited." Neloth pulled out a journal and started to flip through the pages. "But I'm here to stop him, not be friends." June watched him. "And he knows that. Do you think he should be afraid of you? You!?" He sounded amused.

June furrowed her eyebrows down again. "He fears no one and nothing, Miraak will get his hands on you and take your soul. With it, he will be strong enough to return to Tamriel." Neloth quickly shut the journal and grabbed a map examining it. "My soul.." June put her hand to her chest. "The Dragonborn's soul is the soul of a dragon, maybe even stronger than a soul of a dragon. He can return with out it but it would just be easier to take yours. That's what I would do anyways." He shrugged again. Vilkas sneered at him as he spoke.

"I would suggest you hide somewhere, when he returns he will find you and harvest your soul even here in our world it will grant him power we can't even imagine." Neloth dipped his pen in ink and started to write on his map. "No, I'm not hiding! I will find him first and destroy him first!" June yelled. Neloth through his head back and began to laugh loudly. "What?! You!?" Neloth was very amused. "Yes me!" June glared at him. "Do you honestly think your a match for him?" Neloth chuckled. "I..I don't know but I gotta try.." June slowly looked down.

"Well I guess the fact of trying is better than nothing..Some would call you brave for it..I call you stupid." Neloth spoke with a sigh. Neloth quickly rolled up his map and stuck it in a bag along with his journal and black book. "Come along now, we better leave before it gets dark. Better that way." Neloth quickly walked past them. "Wait..What?" June looked at him confused. "You do want to find out how to stop Miraak and reach him yes?" Neloth turned around and looked at her annoyed. June slowly nodded. "Well than come on. You're not going to find out anything but standing there looking stupid." Neloth turned back around.

"Do..you know how?" June slowly asked. "No but I do know how you can find out. I'll explain on the way." Neloth crossed his arms as he waited for her to follow. June and Vilkas both exchanged glances and than walked to him. "No no, not you." Neloth pointed at Vilkas. "What? Why not?" Vilkas furrowed his eyebrows down. "I usually don't help people and take them along with me so this is a special occasion. I will only take one and since she is the Dragonborn, I will take her." Neloth crossed his arms. "I also don't like the look of you." Neloth looked away.

Vilkas glared at him and opened his mouth to argue with him but June quickly put her hands on his chest and backed him up. "It's okay Vilkas, I'll go." June spoke in a whisper. "No! It's not okay!" Vilkas quickly looked at her. "We don't even know if we can trust this guy! You honestly think I'm going to let you go alone with him!?" Vilkas shouted a little bit. "Yes I do." June kept her face straight. "Because this is probably the only chance I have at finding out about Miraak and how to reach him." June explained. "We can't afford to be suspicious anymore, you know I can handle myself." June grabbed his arm.

Vilkas quickly looked away letting out a frustrated sigh. "Vilkas.." June tried looking at his face but he kept looking away from her. Vilkas just stood there for a moment thinking and than slowly looked back down at her. "Alright..Fine.." Vilkas spoke a little annoyed. June's eyes went soft as she squeezed his arm a sighed again and calmed down. "Go on. He's probably getting impatient." Vilkas nudged his head towards Neloth. June stared at him for a moment and than nodded. She slowly let go of his arm and walked to Neloth. "You done? Let's go." With out another glance Neloth jumped down getting caught by some invisible magic. June did the same and landed on the floor, they both quickly left and Vilkas stayed behind in Neloth's home.

It took Farkas a few days to reach Skyrim, when he saw it from the distance in the boat it made him happy to be back home. After saying his goodbyes to Iralath to made his way back to Whiterun. It took him almost a week to reach it. When he did, the sight..was horrible. He stood there staring at the ruins of his home city with his mouth wide open. Buildings had been burned down to ash and he could see pools of blood stained onto the streets. 'I'm too late..' A painful lump rised in his throat as his heart ached for the people he once protected here.

The city seemed empty and abandoned, he stood there staring at it till something suddenly hit him. 'The Companions!' Farkas took off sprinting down town. His family, were they still there? He prayed to the gods that they were okay, he prayed to only find an empty building and not their bodies. He ran through what was once the Marketplace and made his way to Jorrvaskr. The strong building was still standing, he walked around the building and felt relieved that there were no signs of bodies..yet.

He slowly opened the door and entered the building, the main room was empty and there were still no bodies. 'Maybe they made it out...' Farkas thought with hope in his heart. He slowly walked to the table and put his hand on it. A flash of memories came to him, memories of him and his friends together here. Of Seradia. He clenched his jaw as his heart started to ache, it had been months since than but it still felt like it was just yesterday when he lost her.

"Farkas." He jumped at his name being called. He turned around seeing that it was Kodlak. "Kodlak!" Farkas said with a glad smile. "You're okay!" Farkas quickly walked up to him and they both gave each other a rough hug. "It's good to see you boy." Kodlak laughed as Farkas hugged him. "What are you doing here?" Kodlak asked pulling away from Farkas. "I learned what the Thalmor were going to do here and came back hoping I could warn everyone but..It looks like I'm too late." Farkas slowly looked down.

"No you're not, not really. Luckily the Yarl was already warned before the attack so everybody was ready, it still didn't stop us from loosing people though.." Kodlak sighed. "I see.." Farkas slowly looked down. "Where is everybody who survived?" Farkas looked back up at him. "They are all in Windhelm, Ulfric Stormcloak and his soldiers came just in time and saved the rest of the citizens. They took all the injured and the lost back at Windhelm to recover from this tragic mess.." Kodlak answered. "Was it Ulfric that warned everyone?" Farkas asked.

Kodlak's eyes suddenly went soft and a small smile appeared on his face. "No..It wasn't Ulfric.." Kodlak placed his hand on Farkas's shoulder and gave him another smile. Farkas looked at him confused, it looked like Kodlak wanted to tell him something but he kept his mouth shut. "Come, let's make our way to Windhelm. You will learn the rest there." Kodlak patted his shoulder and walked past him leaving the building. Farkas watched him and than quickly followed, for some reason Farkas got a strange feeling inside him. He wasn't sure what it was or what it ment but something was waiting for him in Windhelm. He sighed at the thought of traveling back. It was a long journey back to Whiterun and now he had to make his way back to Windhelm.