We continued to the heart of cyrodiil, Haemir was dead, we were the only survivors. Blood dripped down my fangs, the fight was grisly and blood was spilt. A little to much. The elves died with honour and so did the vampires.
The vampires had managed to take a cut across my eye, the cut was clean and went down to my nose. However it didn't take out my eye. Blood reivered down my face. The cut was deep. Reubre looked, seeing the blood. "Hey you alright?"
"Yea. Just a scratch." Blood flowed down my face, the pain went on as we left the battle ground. We sewayed our way to the heart of Cyrodiil. It was time to kill Molag.
Our path was cut off by daedra. We had to go the long way around, through Chorrol. Reubre's eyes widened at the sign. 'Welcome to Chorrol' the sign was in Dovahzul.
"Paarthanax we need to make a quick stop at one of the houses." Her words were quick, not giving me enough time to react. I followed. We walked into the town, all was dark and quite. I began to get suspicious about the area. The house was cornered off, in a forgotten area, windows were blocked off, shadowing the light. "Let's go in."
I nodded in agreement. We entered the building, Reubre walked towards a set of drawers. I didn't see what was in them but I heared foot steps outside. I ran out and twenty dramora archers stood infront of us. Each of them held five arrows in their bows. Reubre managed to jump out of the way while all one hundred arrows were impailed into my chest. Blood flowed down my mouth,
"Ha. Do you think that will kill me, well think again." My words stared them down. I ran at them snapping all one hundred arrows, the tips still in me. I cut all of them down with my sword. "Vampires never die."
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Skyrim: Revenge
FanfictionPaarthanax is dead (once again. I swear to god this is the 8th time) but reubre had a solution to bring him back to life, even though it ment a life of torment. Paarthanax has become a vampire