Kalur was once again on the snowy mountaintop, in blizzard-like conditions. He was surrounded by the black-robed Nords. He knew he was dreaming again, yet felt he was strangely connected back to reality as well.
"You are the greybeards, aren't you?" Kalur asked. Four of the black-robed nords put their hands together as if in prayer, and bowed their heads. The fifth Nord then shifted into a dragon, as before.
"I'll take that as a 'yes'..." Kalur said.
"We have waited for you for some time, Kalur." The Dragon spoke, bending down so it was face-to-face with Kalur. "Mu Saraan, Gorann Dovahkiin. I am Paarthunax."
"So I'm a Dragonborn? Like Dovah?" Kalur asked.
"Yes." Paarthunax answered. "You may be a mortal, yet you have the soul of a dragon."
"But... I thought there could only be one Dragonborn..." Kalur said.
"Nid, Gorran Gein." Paarthunax raised his body back up, towering over Kalur. "Even before what you call the Septim Dynasty of Emperors, there have been cases of multiple Dragonborn in one age. I remember them fondly, as some even helped banish Alduiin long ago, before the one you know as Dovah slayed him."
"So it's true..." Kalur said. "He is the one who fought Alduiin..."
"Yes, and the rogue dragon threat no longer casts its shadow over Tamriel. However, I fear that this fragile balance is about to be shattered. Hi Los Pah Ko Tahrovin. You and all your allies are in grave danger. The forces that plan to enslave you are near, yet those in the darkness you think of as enemies are actually a greater ally."
"Those in the darkness…?" Kalur blinked, stepping back. "You mean the Dark Brotherhood is trying to help us? But then who is trying to enslave us to their power?"
"Fin High Fahliil. The ones you call Thalmor." Paarthunax answered. "Even as we speak to you through this dream, they are on their way to try and capture you. Fear not, for the ones in the darkness shall arrive long before the traitorous high elves. They will awaken you and the others before it is too late, and take you to a safe haven, hidden in Skyrim from the Thalmor where we will meet in person. Do not fear, for we are watchful. Now you must awaken, for those in the darkness are ready to take you and the others, and shelter all of you from the false light in shadow. Awaken, so they may to take you to Blades' sanctuary..."
Paarthunax then let out a mighty roar, piercing through the heavy clouds. They parted, revealing the shining light of the twin moons in the sky. They grew brighter, until they were as bright as the sun itself! Kalur covered his eyes as he was surrounded by the light! Then he felt a hand on his shoulder…
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Kalur opened his eyes as someone shook his shoulder roughly.
"Get up!" A voice hissed. "Get up!"
Kalur sat still for a while as his eyes focused the world, and the person who was waking him into focus.
"Now!" The person then smacked Kalur across the side of his head with an icy hand. Though they didn't do it hard enough to cause pain, they did it hard enough to fully wake Kalur. He sat up. As the world came into focus, he saw a familiar sight.
Golamus was kneeling next to him! And throughout the house, there were Dark Brotherhood Assasins! Several had Krog pinned to the floor, covering his mouth with a cloth as he struggled, unable to make any noise louder than a muffled grunt! One had Delphine pinned against the wall, her arm wrenched behind her so she could not retaliate! Another in a Redguard outfit had a crossbow aimed at Ta'liq, who had his hands in the air, scowling. Two others surrounded Dulian, using some sort of spell to make her unable to retaliate with magic. Kalur looked up to the stairs, and saw two others escorting Lydia and Dovah down from upstairs! Dovah was not resisting, either! One appeared no more than a child, the other dressed in a jester's outfit.
"Is he awake, Golamus?" The child asked.
"Yes, he is now Babette." Golamus replied.
"About time." Babette replied. "I never thought an Argonian could be such a sound sleeper."
"Whatever murderous intent you are planning, you won't get away with..." Delphine started.
"Quiet, you!" The Redgaurd hissed. "You have no idea what's at stake here! We are trying to save your lives!"
"You mean you are not here to kill us?" Ta'liq asked. Krog cocked an eyebrow with a grunt of question.
"If we wanted to kill you, we would have done so long ago~!" The jester whispered, hints of sing-song in his tone. "But we need to get you out of here, before the Thalmor catch you~!"
Delphine turned her head to face the jester as best as she could. "The Thalmor? Why would they want us?"
"Because you are the only ones who can stop their, shall we call it, reign of villainy?" Babette said, walking near Delphine. "In short, the Thalmor has plans to take over Tamriel, and they believe the only ones standing in their way are you, your Blades, and the Dragonborn, Old and new. They will be here in few hours, so there is little time to waste. We must hurry. Now if you and the Orc could calm yourselves and let us lead you to a safe haven that you know of, we will be glad to explain what we know."
"So it was true." Kalur spoke. "The greybeards were warning me through that dream!"
Dovah looked at Kalur, surprised. "They warned you as well?"
Kalur nodded. "Just before Golamus slapped me awake, they visited me in my dream."
"See?" Cicero said. "Now do you believe us, Dovah?"
Dovah nodded grudgingly. "Delphine, Krog, Dulian, when they let you up, you must not retaliate against them. Gather your belongings, quickly. We must leave at once."