Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20150505163801/@comment-25828117-20150508144032

The wind was killing. A strong breeze crossed the Alik’r desert that night, making the desert ungodly cold. If Arik closed his eyes he could swear he was back in Skyrim. Un top of that, his light and already shredded clothes gave little protection.

The redguard walked with the wind in his back, his head tucked in, so that his neck was spared of the cold. His body shivered, which was disastrous since that burned up the little amount of lifesaving nutrition he stuffed into his mouth earlier.

The night sky was starless all over. Instead dark ominous clouds covered the heavens. As if something much larger than him was afoot. Still… He was all alone in the most lifeless place on Nirn, not that he had much reference.

''S-s-s-o c-c-c-cold ''

Arik thought to himself, once again blowing into his cradled hands as if that would help in some way.

“P-p-perhaps l-lying down might help…” he said softly. Talking to himself seemed to get easier these days.

“No!”

“C-can’t stop, can’t stop, cantstop”

The redguard shook his head

“Can’t…”

But where his mind said no, his body seemed to say yes. And he could feel the lights dim out.

Before he knew it, he was on his knees and his upper body rocked slightly to and fro. Until it eventually also gave up the battle and knocked over backwards, taking the Arik to sleep in an uncomfortable position.

-

The sun shone bright.

As Arik came to his senses his vision was covered in black spots, they looked like people walking passed him, as if he was a pile of horse shit not worthy of acknowledgement.

The Redguard swung his arm towards his face, making it land on his nose, which hurt slightly. But it covered his now closed eyes from the sun regardless.

<p class="MsoNormal">He lay there, and he felt his senses come back to him, as if they had been frozen solid since last night.

<p class="MsoNormal">“ he’s here! ”

<p class="MsoNormal">Arik smiled. Now he was imagining voices. Fucking dandy.

<p class="MsoNormal">“good work…”

<p class="MsoNormal">The redguard started to chuckle loudly, with his eyes still closed. Perhaps it were Kay, Isaiah and Dacian coming to mock him for his failure and chastise him for leaving them without saying a word. Like the coward he was… Just like his grandfather who left his lifework behind for his own safety.

<p class="MsoNormal">''It runs in the family I guess… ''

<p class="MsoNormal">“Get up.”

<p class="MsoNormal">The redguard, still had his eyes closed but lowered his arm over his face, over his now modest yet still patchy facial hair.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Go to Oblivion” He said with a smile on his face.

<p class="MsoNormal">“I said, get up.” The voice sounded, impatient this time.

<p class="MsoNormal">Arik’s was quiet for a moment, his grin slowly dissipated.

<p class="MsoNormal">Perhaps… It was not his mind playing tricks on him.

<p class="MsoNormal">The Redguard opened his eyes, to be greeted by a blurry bloom, turning his eyes small and the skin around his sickly eyes sacky.

<p class="MsoNormal">Once his vision started improving a person in a sleeveless black cloak with an gold and emerald plated collar and golden bracelets stood over him.

<p class="MsoNormal">A very very real person. Here.

<p class="MsoNormal">Arik didn’t know what to think. He just looked up at the cloaked figure.

<p class="MsoNormal">“You’ve been busy it seems.” The voice sounded calmly from under the shadow of the hood.

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