Elder Scrolls Fan Fiction

[Haciibrahimoglu123]

to help pass the time I'm writing a fan fiction on the Elder Scrolls games would like people's opinion on this chapter still working on it though and pardon the spelling mistakes if there is any XD. This story takes place directly after the Oblivion Crisis in Cyrodill

CHAPTER 1

 

 

At Cloud Ruler Temple the Blades celebrating their victory over Mehrunes Dagon, the daedric prince of destruction, and his minions. There were drinks, songs sung from their best bards and playful sword fights for those that wish to show off their skill. There sits two Blades sitting at a table in the middle of the celebration one named Baurus a young warrior, and the other Blade was an old man named Jaufree. Baurus is a young star that rose fairly quickly among the Blades rank structure. He is tall, slender, short black hair, and has dark reddish skin. Jauffre, the leader of the Blades, has gray hair on the sides as his head, and slender build.

 

"HA HA HA! What a fight the daedra put up," one of the blades shouted excitedly.

"We owe it all to Martin Septim," said another Blade in a joyous glee

"HAIL MARTIN SEPTIM!", shouted Baurus, "HAIL!".

The other Blades repeated in cheerful joy chanting, "HAIL MARTIN SEPTIM HAIL!".

"I would like to thank everyone who had helped with bringing and end to the Oblivion Crisis," said Jauffre, "For this is a most joyous occasion for us all and the biggest event of our lifetime"

"Lets make a toast to Martin Septim for without him we would not be here, " said Baurus.

All the blades rose their tankards and clanked them together in honor of Martin Septim. Just as the Blades were drinking from their tankards Captian Steffan ,third‑in‑command of the Blades, busts in the hall shouting with grave urgency, "Grandmaster Jauffre Grandmaster Jauffre The daedra have returned and they are beginning to attack Cloud Ruler Temple". As Captain Steffan revealed this tragic news the Oblivion gate was open and was towering over Cloud Ruler Temple and the Kynval rushed to the doors of the Main Hall of Cloud Ruler Temple armed with swords and bows.

The Blades quickly locked the Main Hall doors and rushed to arm themselves. The Blades rushed struggling to get themselves getting their armour on while the Daedric warriors kept cutting through the wood and slamming into the doors of the Main Hall attempting to force themselves in Cloud Ruler Temple. Then silence was at the door and it remained silent for a few minutes Baurus and Captain Steffan stood at both sides of the Main Hall door with their swords ready as the last of the Blades finally finished putting on the last pieces of their armour. Baurus and Steffan lifted the handles on the doors and forced the doors open smashing the stone walls of the building. The Blades saw no sign of the Kynval they only saw the Oblivion Gate towering over them with an ominous evil feeling creeping up on the Blades who never experienced the Oblivion Gates before.

"It appears they have retreated," said Steffan "Lets close this Gate before they come out".

As the Blades moved from the Main Hall spreading out over the courtyard of Cloud Ruler Temple with caution the Kynval forces leap from the roof of the building landing on a few Blade Warriors and stabbing them in the face with their swords with intense force. The blood spewded up from the Blades's faces like a sprinkler system watering the lawn. The Blades turned and launched themselves forward with their swords sticking out while hiding behind their shields impailing 5 of the Kynval forces in the chest. Baurus rushed in taking on a Kynval warrior. Baurus spun with his blade extended using the momentum of the spin to strike the Kynval in the chest hoping the speed of the blade will cut through the Kynval's chest plate. The Kynval warrior leaps back just to see Baurus's blade harmlessly pass by. The Kynval lunges forward as Baurus was still in mid spin attempting to strike him in the neck. Jauffre with his quickness struck the Kynval's sword and parried the Kynval's sword away. Baurus leaped back from the Kynval and Jauffre struck the Kynval with his two handed sword piercing through his armour striking his heart with great precision.

Steffan rushed at one Kynval that had a fellow blades man on the ground at the point of his sword. The Kynval spun with his sword fully extended. Steffan ducks under watching as the sword passes over him and rushes his sword through the Kynval's head forcing it through his helmet. The Kynval falls to the ground; Steffan helps his fellow bladesman up and gives him his sword. Steffan spins around with his sword close to his side striking another Kynval down with relative ease.

"Are you ok?", asks Steffan.

"Im ok, "says the other blades man.

"Let's kill these demons"

"Yes sir"

 

Baurus's sword clashes with a Kynval's sword as their eyes locked on each other watching intensely. Baurus steps to the left and strikes, the Kynval parries his sword away slowly walking to the left keeping Baurus in front of him. The Kynval strikes at Baurus with the swiftness. Baurus blocks and strikes back, the Kynval blocked it. Both kept circling each other waiting for the next advantage point. In a flash, as if they were dancing, they parry and strike at each other's guard in a rhythmic fashion. Moving left then shifting movement to the right as they circle and struck each other. The Kynval steps forward and strikes with precision at Baurus's chest. Baurus parried his sword away with the same quickness and precision. Their swords were locked both, flat sided pushing their blades against blade, eyes intensely gazing at each other. In a sudden bust of unexpected strength the Kynval forces Baurus back and Baurus stumbled and fell from the momentum of the push the Kynval gave him. The Kynval puts his sword against Buarus's neck gently pressed against it.

 

"You're not bad for a mortal" said the Kynval "And have proven to be a most formidable adversary".

 

They locked eyes once more starring each other down both of their eyes filled with hate tinged respect for the others skill. In a flash, the Kynval's sword was withdrawn and placed back into its sheath. ",". The Kynval turns and walks away calmly back into the Oblivion Gate from whence he came from and the Oblivion Gate closes as if the attack on the temple never happened. Baurus is left on the ground in a state of confusion.

 

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In the Main Hall Baurus was in a state of deep thought; focuses in the minute the battle that happened with him and his Kynval opponent. Why didn't he kill me when he had the chance when he had me on the ground? Why have they come back? Is the Mythic Dawn behind this Oblivion Gate?

 

"What is on your mind Baurus?" asked Jauffre

Baurus jumped when he heard Jauffre spoke "Nothing Grandmaster Jauffre just reflecting on my past fight with the Kynval"

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"No just trying to find a weakness in his sword style"

"I've sent word to the Elder Council about the attack of the Kynval on Cloud Ruler Temple they wish to speak with us on this matter in person," said Jauffre.

"When do we leave for the Imperial City?"

"We leave as soon as possible"

"May Talos guide us through these troubled times"

 

Baurus and Jauffre sattled up two horses and rode off on the road to the Imperial City. As the Sun was beginning to set over the peaks of the mountains, they reached the little town of Aleswell. They put their horses in the hands of the local horse caretaker. They enter the inn as the horses are lead into the stable.

 

"Hello weary travelers" said the innkeeper "How may I help you this fine evening".

"Ah yes we would like two rooms and some food" replied Jauffre

"Right this way m'lords the cost of the rooms are 5 gold a night" said the innkeeper

 

As they walked they hear laughter and singing from the drunk patrons of the inn. In the back close to the exit sits a man in red robes watching Jauffre and Baurus's every move as they came in while casually sipping his ale in his tankard. The smell of alcohol was strong in the air from all the patrons that have been drinking that night.

Both Baurus and Jauffre paid for their stay and the innkeeper showed them to their rooms. The rooms looked bare with only a dresser and a bedroll as its funishings Both Jauffre and Baurus looked at each other as they examned the room they both nodded their heads in approval that the rooms would do for the night.

 

"If you need anything I will be downstairs m'lords" said the innkeeper as he turned and walked downstairs.

 

Both Baurus and Jauffre dropped their packs on the floor but kept their swords on them as they retreated downstairs to get some much needed nurishment.

 

"Innkeeper do you have any of Tamika's West Weald Wine?", asked Baurus.

"Why yes we do m'lord" said the Innkeeper as he turned to go grab the wine.

"Before you go Innkeeper I wish to have a bottle of Surilie Brothers Wine" said a patron "preferably the oldest one you have".

"Coming right up m'lord" said the Innkeeper as he disappeared from view.

"Nice sword you have there", said the patron "Akaviri Katana?".

"Why yes it is how did you know?", exclaimed Baurus.

"I fought a Blade warrior with one once said the patron "he was quite a challenge"

"What was his name?"

"Steffan I think"

"Challenged him to a duel and almost won" said the patron.

"What is your name"

"Dan-Zaw" said the patron "You may know my other brothers Han-Zaw and Bun-Zaw"

"Who doesn't?" exclaimed Baurus "They are legends in the Arena and were a massive help with closing the Oblivion Gates during the Oblivion Crisis"

 

The Innkeeper returned with two bottles in his hands. "Here you go m'lords Tamika's West Weald Wine and Surilie Brothers Wine" The Innkeeper handed them their alcohol and disappeared around the corner. Both poured their wine in their respective tankards. Dan-Zaw pulled out a small glass bottle filled with a dark red liquid. He slowly opened the bottle and poured the red liquid into his own tankard.

 

"What is that you put in your wine"

"Blood of my dead steed"

 

A gross look appeared on Baurus as he slowly moved away from Dan-Zaw.

"Good day Dan-Zaw I feel rather tired" said Baurus as he turned and headed upstairs

"May the Night Mother wrap you in her cold loving embrace" replied Dan-Zaw.

Baurus in that instant spun around with his hand on his sword. Searching for Dan-Zaw but he had vanished from view.

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