Dovah Dah~ Elder Scrolls Fan fiction

Ch. 6 "Nightmare"

I was forced to move Lord of Thunder behind the Inn because of the wind blowing ice and snow everywhere. The thin walls of the tavern did not seal the icy wind out, I wrapped the black worn out cloak around myself using it like a blanket. I drank the old ale that I bought trying to keep myself warm.

The Tavern was packed with travelers and locals. I needed to get a bed before someone rents out the last one. I stood up feeling eyes on me, I quickly walked to the inn keeper. I pulled out a small gold purse with at least ten gold in it.

"Sorry, all out of rooms," He said.

I sighed and gave him the gold, I moved my head showing him that I will sleep on the floor. I sat back down at my spot next to the fire and wrapped the cloak around myself as I laid down. I unsheathed my War Axe and held it close, just in case if anyone tried to steal my most precious item.

"Oi! Look at the small lady! So poor!" A drunken man hollered through slurred words.

I raised my hand to the sound of his voice and flipped him off. I dug my left arm under my head, using it as a leathery pillow. I clutched the axe tighter with my right. Then I fell asleep to the soft music.

I ran through the dark mysterious woods. My heart felt like it was going to blow up into smithereens. As I continued to run I saw him, Sithis, the trees were devoured by the void behind me. I ran into a cliff, I was forced to stop. I spun around, he was right behind me. He pushed me off of the cliff, the next thing I knew,  the void was devouring my soul.

I kicked my legs and I threw my body up.

"You know, people have the same dream for months?" The Innkeeper said while sweeping broken ale bottles.

I paused before I spoke, "N-No?"

He leaned the broom against a table and walked to me. He sat next to me, he stared into the fire.

"Is there any way I could help?" I asked.

He chuckled before speaking, " A Dunmer, he's a Priest of Mara. He comes here often-"

As if on cue the Dunmer walked in. I scrambled getting up, I quickly walked to the Priest.

"Umm,  sir?" I  said trying not to mumble.

"Erandur, child," He corrected.

"Well, Erandur," I cleared my throat, " I herd about the nightmares, any way I could help? "

He looked me over, he sighed then nodded. He grabbed my left arm and shoved me out the door onto the porch.

"We're dealing with a Daedric Lord, Vaermina. She devours our memories,  she hungers for memories."

"You got a plan to stop her?" I asked after grinding my teeth.

"I need to get to the source, Nightcaller Temple."

He started to look me over again.

"If you itch to help, would you like to assist me?" He said after pausing for a while.

I smiled and said," Of course, I'll assist you!"

He nodded, "Follow me."

Nightcaller Temple was  towering  over Dawnstar like a vulture. All we had to do was fallow a trail with a few wolves and spiders.
We met the front door, he told me about the dangers inside, I unsheathed my War Axe and nodded for him to continue.

He opened the door and held it open for me. We were instantly in a room that looked like a worshiping shrine. We walked to a stone pillar with Vaermina on it.