Author's Note: I do apologize for this chapter being so short. I couldn't fit too much information in this. I more of introduced this chapter to show what other technologies the Thalmor have uncovered. I promise that the next few chapters will be much longer.
Chapter Twelve: A Brief Intermission
As the tracker squatted and thought beneath the afternoon sun and as Hulgar and Anjaarra rested by the lazy river, First Emissary Elenwen paced about her bedroom. She cotinually glanced at the odd machine that had been placed in her room after its discovery. It was another Dwemer artifact, but this one had nothing to do with war. It took the embassy's engineers and scientists weeks to figure out what it was used for, until a soldier fresh from Alinor figured it out. A smile crossed the Emissary's lips as the memory passed through her mind. She had been there at the moment of the artifact's true intentions.
"It's a scrying crystal," A soldier had said as a group of engineers gawked at it. Elenwen was watching them from a chair in her room, everyone's attention turning to the solider.
"And what makes you think that?" One of the engineers asked the boy. The soldier seemed to be taken back for a moment, but he straightened out his shoulders and stood tall. It looked like one of the golden pedestal's that usually had some sort of button on it but this one didn't. Instead a large purple crystal sat where the button should've been, a three small cystal-like buttons set in front of the main crystal. The soldier stepped forward and looked over the cystal. With a cautious finger, the soldier pressed one of the buttons, watching as the crystal glowed on the pedestal.
"We've done that before. All it does is glow," An engineer told the soldier. But he ingored the snobbish words as he pressed the other two buttons, watching as the cystal grew brighter and brigther until finally it showed them something other than a bright light. It was…
"How is it showing us…?" An engineer whispered quietly with awe. The three engineers including the soldier all stooped over to peer into the cystal, their mouths hanging open in awe as the crystal showed their every movements. First Emissary Elenwen was even amazed as she leaned forward in her seat. A crystal pendant that hung around her neck fell forward, haning loosely in the air. But the image in the scrying crystal changed. The group who stood in front of the cystal seemed to wobble, as if they were hanging in the air.
"What's the matter with it?" An engineer asked. The others shrugged, one of them even reaching out and tapping the crystal but to no avail. Elenwen stared at the scrying crystal then down at her pendant. With a curious smile, she held the chain in her fingers, lifting the crystal in the air. The image in the scrying crystal changed, matching the movements of the crystal pendant. With a laugh she stood up.
"Men,
I think we figured it out," She said to them coolly, staring at the crystal pendant...
"First Emissary. First Emissary this is Lead Justiciar Erikour reporting in. Do you hear me?" The soldier's voice came through the scrying crystal, making Elenwen jump out of her reverie. She looked over at the once purple crystal, seeing Erikour's face take up its surface. The First Emissary sat down in the chair that had been positioned in front of the pedestal.
"This is the First Emissary speaking. How is your mission, Lead Justiciar Erikour?" Elenwen asked as she stared Erikour. There was a few seconds of delay before the soldier smiled through the scrying crystal.
"Everything is working out as I planned. In about a day's time our tracker will pick up on the traitor's trail and we'll have him in our grasp by two day's time. Do you want us to bring him back so you can take care of him or did you have something else in mind?" Erikour asked his higher up, staring at her face through the crystal pendant in his hand. The First Emissary sat and thought for a few moments before answering the Justiciar's question.
"I want you to dispatch of him, Erikour. Allow the tracker to maim him but I want you to deliver the final blow, understand?" Elenwen told the soldier. He stared at her sternly before a smirk worked at the corners of his lips.
"Yes, First Emissary, as you command." Erikour nodded his head and was about to kill the connection but then a question crossed his mind. "Would you like his head in a bag or on a platter, First Emissary?" It was Elenwen's turn to smirk.
"Whatever you see fit, Lead Justiciar," She told the soldier before disconnecting the crystal. With a soft smile, the First Emissary stood up from her chair and gazed out the small window. Everything was working out perfectly and soon the world would be rid of one more Talos worshipper and the Aldmeri Dominion would gain a stronger hold on the already weakened Empire.