Rise Of Molag Bal: And His Reign On Tamrial

the anchors fall

He grabs you bythe throat and lifts you up too his eye level and sniffs your bit then drops you on the floor and you sit up scared of what he's gonna do

Molag bal: finally...im...free...fuck leaning over like this is hurting my back

Lydia: well the daedra book didn't tell me you were gonna be 7 or 8 feet tall it said you were as tall as a mountain maybe bigger so I figured you'd be outside dumbass

I get up and wipe the dust off and walk over to the arcane table thats next to him and rub my face a bit contemplating everything

Molag bal: you seem...non afraid of me...like you did a second ago?

Lydia: because once I realized I just said fuck it your here we're all either dead or slaves to you so what's the point of being afraid even tho I'm the one who brought you back

Molag bal looks at you confused of everything about you and just huffs and turns back to the altar and leans into it and drinks all the blood in it running it dry he looks back at you with blood dripping from his teeth

Molag bal: moving on mortal I thank you for setting me free and as return I'll give you what you desire once the dragonborn comes back with my mace...wait tell me again why I need my mace it's not even crucial to the rituals?

Lydia: well one it seems like it would be the item you need and two it was yours you lost and I'm...somewhat...bringing it back too you

Molag bal rubs his eyes and just looks at you sternly

Molag bal: anyway...thanks...i think...and sense we're waiting on the dragonborn to comeback what is it you want as a reward

Lydia: whatever you want

Molag bal:......what......I don't think you get it miss uh

Lydia: Lydia and I do I'm sick of this damned world and want it punished or gone...I'm just sick of all the shit going on with the Civil War, the dragons coming back, and corruption going on

Molag bal just looks at her dumbfounded cuz he thought she would ask for something like gold, power, something but after listening to her talking about this he doesn't know what to do now other than say "well......okay then" to it

Lydia: you Wanna go outside so you can actually stretch from being in this tight area

Molag bal follows Lydia outside and sees the sun and forests around them and looks down at her and she just looks on not giving a damn and crosses her arms just looking over the land and heads inside the house and a few minutes later comes our with a plate of venison and beef and sets it on a outside table for bal

Lydia: must be hungry from your time in oblivion

Molag bal: I uh...appreciate the food

He kneels down and eats the raw food and I just sit there and look at him resting my head on my hand. He finishes the food quickly and wipe the raw blood off his mouth and looks at you kneeling at your level

Molag bal: tell me why have you summond Me...if you don't want anything

You stand up and sigh a bit and look at him with a stern expression

Lydia: because all these milk drinkers need to be punished of all the crimes, and destruction they've brought to this world I don't care if you inslave us or kill us I'm just sick of all this shit happening

Molag bal sits there contemplating here words and reaches a hand out to her

Molag bal: then...why don't you join me become a powerful mage or warrior and stand by my side when I take your realm and use it as my domain