After we gathered in the hall, I apprised them of the situation with the Jarl. Serana grimaced.
"I was afraid of this. My father can be quite vindictive, and cruel."
"What even is a Moth Priest?" Brok asked. I shrugged.
"To be completely honest, I'm not sure. It wasn't very well explained by anyone. But, I know where one should be."
Serana started. "How?" She asked. "To my knowledge we haven't talked to anyone."
I smiled at her. "I hear whispers. There's one in Dragonsbridge. Rumored to be anyway."
"And that's where we're headed?" Arina asked.
I nodded. "With as much speed as we can possibly muster. Jarl Elisif's life is on the line. If the priest isn't there, he's probably already at Castle Volkihar being tortured, so from Dragonsbridge we go straight to Castle Volkihar. We will need horses and supplies. Also we will be needing an extra horse for the Jarl."
Nodding, the four of them dispersed to gather supplies and horses as Serana and I made a plan. We would trade the priest for the Jarl, and if we could not, her father would die to my fire.
An hour later we were on our way, galloping down the road at a pretty fast pace. I relayed the plan to the others and they agreed that they would help kill Harkon if needed.
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We reached Dragonsbridge by nightfall. We searched the entire village but all we were told was that the strange priest was taken by two men and a woman in strange armor.
"Damn." I said. "I know we're all dead tired, but we have to keep going. Every minute could hasten Jarl Elisif's death."
Fierce eyes met mine under the ebony helmets that were behind me. "We're fine. Let's go." Celesty said. Unknown to the rest of us, Brok slipped away into the shadows.
None the wiser the rest of us set out at a pace that I chafed at. The horses were getting tired and it was all uphill over the mountain range. It wasn't until we got to the Jetty that I noticed Brok was missing. So was the Jetty.
"Rosla, where is Brok?" She shrugged and said she thought he'd been behind her the whole way. I looked at the missing Jetty and pursed my lips. We would have to swim the channel.
"Tie up the horses, guys. And gather firewood for a fire when we get back. We'll have to swim there."
While Arina and Rosla gathered firewood, Celesty came up beside me. "You think he turned traitor?" Nodding, I turned to face her.
"There's no other reason the Jetty would be missing. The Vampire Lords have a secondary form that has wings and can just fly over the water." Her eyes widened. "Can you do that?" I grinned and nodded.
Rosla and Arina came up to the water's edge. "We're swimming, right?" I nodded. We dove into the ice cold water and swam to the castle in record time. "This'll hurt a bit, but we'll be glad of it." I cast a firebolt on all of us and healed Serana right away.
We looked towards the castle grimly. "Let's go find the filthy traitor."
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Realm of Games #1: Skyrim
FantasíaAn avid Skyrim player wakes up to find she and her loved ones have been isekai'd to the world of Skyrim in Tamriel. Can they learn to be content in their new bodies? Will they find a way back or will Skyrim call them to stay?