Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20180515200537/@comment-7262318-20180614130851

"The Court of Bedlam... a name lost to the ages," The old Dovah said. "The whispers and talk of the court's atrocities were talked, but defeat came. But a footnote in history."

"You seem to have forgotten a lot of things, Mr. All-Knowing..." Goriyn folded his arms.

"Forgive me. I have spent countless millenia only seeing glimpses and fragments of the goings and futures on this mountain," Shrol said.

"Why are you up here, anyways?" Baros asked. "I thought you were all in Skyrim."

"We were. When the Dragons ruled the land, I served as the oracle for Akatosh's first-born himself. The world eater..." He said. "I was known as Krengoljun then. He merely kept me to further feed his ego. I would look into the future and see himself ruling the world with reckless disregard for life, dragon and man alike, and he would continue to boast. But as greed and arrogance slowly consumed him, destiny shifted against his rule. I foresaw the betrayal of Paarthurnax. The victory of man, the Elder Scrolls, the Dragonborn... His death became more and more inevitable. He did not take my readings lightly."

He moved his wings up to show the tattered, scarred remains of them. "He tore away my methods of flight, and left me here. To toil on this mountain, so that my traitorous thoughts did not reach the Dovah. I never told him that Paarthurnax had already betrayed him to mankind. He figured that one out for himself..."

".... Cool," Xavier said. "So, the fortress on the side of the island...."

"Yes, the fortress... it will hold what you seek," The old dragon continued. "Be warned, the results of Thalmor magics and experiments still infest the halls. The uncautioned traveler, will not survive."

"Thank you, Mr. Shrol! You've been a very large help!" Goriyn waved.

"Farewell, travelers. This mountain is open to you," Shrol said.