Teldryn Sero: Welcome To Solstheim

Ten

Jupiter
I sighed as I entered a wide area of stone surrounded by that black oil like sludge, which smelt like a million rotting corpses. My body was already aching. I felt most displeasure once I saw the disgusting backs of the two fur covered creatures standing twenty yards away, at most.

They hadn't noticed me yet, I could shout or do a sneak attack, but they seem to be immune when it comes to shouts. I raised my weapon and charged, striking hard at their backs. It didn't help that they knew how to clone themselves, so two foes turned to four.

Things went forward as a blur from that moment on, and next thing that I knew? I was flying on a giant serpent with my fingers tangled in his seaweed textured hair, his smell was far from pleasant, but nothing in this entire place was. It was easier to enjoy the moment of scarce peace by closing my eyes, but it was impossible to relax when I felt my lungs burning from the stale air forcing itself against me and threatening to knock me off into the dark sludge roaring below us as we moved ever closer to Miraak. This is the end, and I'm scared out of my mind.

Miraak was pissed, but why should I care? I dismounted the creature and listened as he ranted about how the serpent dragon had betrayed him and how he was going to finally kill me, blah blah blah, I was more focused on untangling my hand from the serpents hair, which was sticking to anything and everything. Honestly? I've heard all of this bullshit so many times before that it's just annoying at this point. After I untangled my hand, accidentally pulling out a chunk of its hair and almost getting bit, I just stood there, leaning on my hammer and waiting for him to stop and come at me.

"Are we going to fight or sit around and braid our fucking hair?" I groaned and could tell he was fuming under his mask. It's funny when they're mad.

Finally he shut up and the battle began, him running around and me chasing him as we beat the shit out of each other. It was kind of funny how I was stronger than him. But he dealt a pretty decent amount of damage to me too. Chugging down potions as he killed his dragon companions and stole their souls.

Soon I was able to crack my hammer down on his head with brute force, but the fucker was still standing! A bash like that should've caved his skull in. He staggered a bit and then fell, rubbing the top of his head. Late reaction I guess.

I didn't really want to kill him, especially since he's so vulnerable right now. I guess after all of this bullshit I should just end everything and go home. I'm getting pretty tired of solving everyone's problems. I moved to hit him again, but his hand snapped up and grabbed my hammer, lashing out to hit me with his weapon. He pushed me back and stood up before turning invisible, again. I stood up, my eyes darting around, searching for him. I was in the center of the arena area thing.

He roared as he finally came back into view, landing on top of me and pinning me to the ground. He laughed as he ripped the armor from my body effortlessly. The fear finally set in and I was forced to fight dirty. I kneed him in the groin and pushed him off of me and he landed in the oil with a loud splash.

I heard a sickening crunch behind me and turned around. Miraak was impaled by a tentacle that belonged to the prince of knowledge himself. Couldn't he have just done that instead of making me come out here to do it? Well, my work is done, I guess. I slowly gathered my armor, fitting it back together and I watched as Miraak slowly died by the hands, uh, tentacles of Mora as they talked.

Miraak's skeleton landed with a soft thud. I guess I felt kind of bad for him. Mora started turned to me and laughed, he offered me a spot as a follower and worker for him. Which I denied, I just want to go home. I just want to see my friend again. I just want to see Teldryn again.

Teldryn
I sat on a rock waiting for Jupiter to come back. My suit was definitely not made for the cold, but I ignored it as I waited for her. Growing more worried by the second I barely noticed a rough hand on my shoulder.

"I see that you know your way around a forge. Mind helping out for a bit?" It was the blacksmith. I knew that he was only asking so I could distract myself from current events. I took his offer and walked to the forge with him. The flame of the forge warmed me up as we worked on a set of armor together.

A few hours passed and was sitting on the anvil, trying to straighten a rusted nail when a pair of hands covered the eye sockets on my helmet.

"Guess who?" A soft voice chirped and I smiled, chuckling softly, no words could describe how relieved and happy I felt as I pulled her into a hug, even though her armor was totally ruined.

"What happened?"

"I had to deal with a certain prince having a temper tantrum."

"Sounds like hell." She laughed and nodded.

"So, feel like coming to Skyrim? My house has one bed too many and I think it's time that bed was filled." I beamed at her comment.

"I would love to. Get away from the heat and the savage cold. It'd be really nice to hunt again." I've waited forever for this... But forever feels like it began less than a minute ago.