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It's Wednesday again so you will get a new chapter. We also reached over one thousand views, guys you are awesome. Thank you for the Alerts. I hope you will enjoy this chapter. I know on Monday I said, there will be only Chapter at once, but I think today you get two of them.

Have fun. :)

Chapter 9:

Aurora was since three days in the mountains that separated Skyrim and Cyrodiil. After the first day she had lost the road, as a violent weather had set lots of clouds and a dense snowfall had started, which still lasted. Since four days she hadn't drunk a drop of blood. She felt as she slowly began to lose her control and became a wild beast. The next person she would see was as good as dead. Aurora felt, as if the cold crept from day to day more in to her bones, she suspected that it was related to the lack of blood.

A large mountain loomed before her. On the north side, she was facing, she could see a glacier, that made its way down in to the valley, on which slope they stood. On the eastern side of the mountain a mountain saddle could be seen through the thick snow.
At least the snow kept the sun at bay, Aurora thought. She didn't know if she would still think clearly, if she would have been exposed to the sun for three days.

After three hours full of heavy steps through the soft, deep snow, she reached the highest point of the saddle. In front of her lowland was spreading whose end she couldn't see. The snow began to dissolve and a strong gust of wind swept the clouds away in to the mountains At her feet, perhaps a day's march away, she saw a city at the feet of the mountains. If she wasn't mistaken, it had to be Bruma.

Her eyes wandered down the slope of the mountain. It was steep, but she thought she was able to climb down safely. Directly on a terrace far down the mountain she spotted a ruin. Your vampire eyes allowed her to see several black and gold clad people down there.

Quickly she began the descent.
When she was about a hundred meters from the ruins, she could see that their where elves. Some wore magnificent golden armor and were heavily armed, others wore a black robe with a hood. She recognized the uniform immediately. Thalmor agents.
She could understand what they were saying:

"Keep looking, they could be here. We must find them, " one of the elves in black robes said.

"Sir, we don't even know whether Delphine or Esbern are here," another Elf answered.

"If they're not here, we may find an indication that they were here and they may still appear. We have clear instructions from ambassador Elewen. She wants the fastest possible apprehension of the traitors, " the first elf said.

Her mind told her she had to be careful, after all, Altmer were gifted mages and Bosmer very skillful archers.
However, she was overcome by her thirst and started to run. With a large jump she landed on top of the wall of the ruin that has obviously been a fortress once. Her thirst gave her immense strength. The first of the Thalmor, who noticed Aurora, was dead within seconds, with a broken neck he fell to the ground. The impact of his armor caused a loud, metallic percussion.

One of the magicians made himself ready to attack and collected magica in his hand. A hot shot of flames flew in Aurora's direction, as she fed him. With a hard blow to the man's chest, she threw him back. The High Elf flew back several feet until he finally hit against a brick wall on the floor.

A cry was heard, which released the three remaining Thalmor from their torpor.

"Kill the Whore" the leader of the elves cried.

Aurora hissed in his direction and showed her fangs.

"Kill the monster," the man repeated and began to bombard her with fireballs.

She deftly dodged the attack, at the same moment she felt the body heat of a Thalmor come closer from behind. In one fluid motion she turned around and grabbed with her left hand the approaching mace. She got a grasp at the handle and felt the fingers of the elf breaking under the pressure of her hand. With a clanking noise the mace fell to the ground and he was showed in her direction with Aauroras free hand. With her left arm she grabbed him around his middle while she tore of the helmet of the man with her right hand. Brutal she tilted his head to one side and lowered her teeth into his neck.
While she drank from his blood, she turned back to the attackers and used the dying Thalmor in her arms as a shield until she couldn't suck more blood from him.

Before his body reahed the ground, Aurora had pulled her blade and struck a fired arrow aside. Previously, she would not have seen it coming, but with her new reflexes it was a light task for her to react in time.

It took only a few minutes, then all of the attackers were dead. Slowly, she walked to the fallen mage and wiped her sword on his robe to get rid of the blood that covered the blade. She could see how his face was showing his disgust when he looked at her.

"You are a disgrace to all Bretons," he said with an evil sounding voice.

"You know nothing," she said coldly and bit him directly in the artery in his neck.

When her thirst was satisfied, Aurora began to search the dead bodies. For a brief moment she was tempted to take the armor of the one woman that was under the Thalmor, but quickly decided against it because she was sure that there were more Thalmor in the city and she didn't want to stand out unnecessarily. By the leader, she had beheaded with a targeted strike of her sword, she found a sword which was obviously not made in an elven forge, since it did not consist of Moonstone.

Carefully, she pulled it out under the robe of the mage and looked it over more closely. The blade was made of multi-folded steel, was straight and ran at the end too narrow. The handle on the other hand seemed to be there from jade and reminded her distant of a dragon. The scabbard was made of wood and steel and was painted black. With two leather straps it could be attached to the back.
The blade was unlike anything Aurora had ever seen. However, she could see a slight similarity in the manner in which the steel was folded. On a mission for the companions they had found an ancient Akaviri Katana and brought back to the owner. One of his ancestors had the a blade.

If the sword in her hands actually came from Akavir, then this ruin could only be the Cloud Ruler Temple, the ancient fortress of the Blades of the third era. She had read that the temple was mostly destroyed during the great war with the elves, and with it most of the members of the Blades in Tamriel.

Satisfied with her new weapon, Aurora fastened the scabbard under her cloak, so that the handle protruded beside the hood and could be reached anytime.
Satisfied to be so close to her destination, she set out to take the remaining descent to Bruma on the road.

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