Suddenly, death cries in his dry voice" Brothers, back! The ancient ones have arrived!"
War, Famine and Death race off, leaving the Conqueror and Pestilence behind. Conqueror and Pestilence appear confused about what that meant, but since they were outnumbered, retreated as well.
Sighs of relief ripple through the exhausted fighters, everyone going to rest a they watch the lesser daedra slay the remaining beasts. The hosts lie flat on their backs, but the lords have congregated in a circle. Taking one tired glance at them, you see the body of Haaki lying stiff, splayed on the ground. He appears to have no wounds,and besides the declaration by Azura that he has no pulse, you would have thought he was merely
dozing. "He spent too much time in too close proximity with Death.... Aye, a brave one he was .Pity he would die in such a tragic yet guessable way." Remarks Malacath. Then the dremora lifts Haaki onto his shoulders, and then carried him to the edge of the mountain. They wrapped his corpse in a cloth bag. The last rites were performed by his daedric lord,the highest honour any host or human could achieve. Then they buried his body within the dirt, and placed a stone over it as a grave marker. On the stone, his initials were cut in,using the daedric language. The other hosts are silent, the only sound being the howling wind.
ALl of you know you can't be the only one feeling this. Fear, true fear. Sovngarde won't be the place you go when you die anymore. Instead, your soul will simply be erased, the only thing remaining to prove you existed being the memories of those who knew you. Doubt creeps into you, like a silent assassin of your courage.
Then the lords group together, discussing to one another. Meanwhile, pieces of tough jerky and rancid butter are passed around, along with several tankards of ale. No one speaks throughout the meal, unpleasant thought racing through each other's minds. The dremora looks equally upset as he polishes his weapon, his brow creased. Then, crow speaks:
"Hey, we came all this way, in the hope the artifacts here could kill the horseman, but we ended up loosing? What's the point of fighting anymore, when our fate is to be the same as Haaki's? I say we surrender, it's time for the lords to bite down on their arrogance!"
"My my, Boethiah. I know you are lord of deceit, but surely this is taking it too far? Even your host bears your aspect overly well. He would even betray you to survive..." Muses Molag Bal. Boethia's eyes slit dangerously, and he shows his extremely sharp canines as he starts to speak back "Well Molag Bal, I don't see your host doing-
"Enough! Listen, I think I know the answer to this." Shouts Mora over the arguement."I think there is only one thing we can do : Create a new dragonfire" A huge commotion starts up at these words; Some lords agree, willing to risk being sent back to Oblivion as long as Nirn is kept intact, others hate the idea, rather roaming free in this world and die fighting, while others see it as the only way of survival, however disagreeable it might be. Crow and Aduamsi can be heard yelling at each other, and the dremora does his best to calm the hosts down.
"well, even if we do actually agree on it, how will we make a new dragonfire, Oh wise One " Sneers Mehrunes sarcatically, who had full intent of letting destruction reign on this realm, even if it caused him his life. "We have to go and call Septim, and get the ashes of the last ever fire, wherever they may be,then relight them"
Outbursts come from both hosts and lords, some saying "Wh...what? How crazy is that? Akatosh will hardly ever listen to us!" and others "Akatosh may hate our kind, but he's smart. He knows that if he does not cooperate, the whole world will be in peril." . One host screams " How can we even stoop so low as to ask a Aedra for help?!". Crow snaps " Screw Akatosh, I say we kidnap his host and use him as ransom!", in response to that, Adusamsi says " You're kidding,right? Akatosh's host can turn to fire itself, slip through any bar or chain! By Azura, and people call Ashlanders dumb!"
What are your views and plans?
