Kin'ra's Final Moments

Kin'ra

A beautiful Dark Elf, Kin'ra was. Dragonborn by tale, the Listener, Leader of the Thieves Guild, Companion, Nightingale, Leader. Kin'ra was at the final battle of the war. Thalmor and Imperials. Gathered at the Imperial City.

Kin'ra fought long and hard, calling upon her dragons during the fight. Her lover, Rokkan was also there, a Redguard she met in Skyrim ages past. Kin'ra had mastered all forms of fighting in her years. A truly amazing and fierce opponent.

Will be remembered by history for forever by defeating The World Eater, The False Dragonborn, and The Vampire who tried to block out the sun. A bandit in her early days. One day, she ran far away and turned herself in. Only 100 days in that cell. That was when she was only 16.

41 years now. Kin'ra was 41 years old and starting to feel the disease of age. Kin'ra looked across the entire battlefield. She looked down at her hands and walked back through the gate. Rokkan followed her.

"What are you doing, we're going to need you out there dear!"

"I know. C'mon, let's take a seat in a local tavern."

"Are you crazy?!"

"No, just accepting fate."

Rokkan walked near Kin'ra and gave her a kiss on the forehead. He held her hand as the two walked into the nearby tavern. Rokkan sat down first followed by Kin'ra. She put her swords down onto the table and sighed.

"Fate?"

"15 years ago, back during the Miraak crisis, I got a hold of an Elder Scroll. It showed the future. I took it to Paarthunax and he made it able to be read enough to not blind me. So, of course, I read it. It showed the future. It showed this. It showed my death. At the front gate, I finally realized that this is what was shown to me 15 years ago. Since then, I wrote in my Journal. I wrote all the way up to this death."

"Oh. Does it show anything about me? Do I die?"

"Well, remembering that far back is hard but... I believe so. Thalmor bust in and fight. The front gate won't stand for long. I know that much. I think you die from them. Then me, of course."

"Well, how much longer?"

"About a minute. We shouldn't try to fight fate, however. As I tell you all this, that was part of the vision."

"I love you."

"I love you too, Rokkan. Forever and Always."

Kin'ra held Rokkan's hand and gave him a kiss on his cheek. Not long after, a violent knock at the door.

Unidentifiable Wood and High Elves bust in. Rokkan fights back against them, but doesn't last long. His still body, blank eyes, and cold hands lay dead on the floor. Kin'ra looked up at the Thalmor and asked, "Well, what about me?"

"You shall be executed as a War Prisoner."

"I see."

Kin'ra dropped her double daedric blades, almost struggling to pull them out of their sheathes in the first place. She stands up, nearly falling to the floor. She looks at the Wood Elf and says, "You haven't been through much, have you?"

With one drop of magic, Kin'ra falls to the floor, lifeless. The Greatest Dark Elf ever known.

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Something I wrote to finally close the book on my Dark Elf character I started so long ago. At many points during this, I nearly cried. It's hard seeing this character you've written about and played as for so long be gone. She will forever be in my heart however.

R.I.P Kin'ra

R.I.P Rokkan

R.I.P My Grandfather

Goodbye, the bestest boy and Cat anyone could've ever had. R.I.P Mario.