Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20170111042546/@comment-19164168-20170112125944

"I dunno either. He just vanished as soon as we took our eyes off him" Elisa said.

"I'd track him down, but I have no idea where to start" Maia admitted.

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The sky was pretty normal for a sunny day. Only a few clouds were present.

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Tristan had made his way to Deleyn's Mill, east of Daggerfall. There, he sat at the empty docks, staring at the sea.

"What do I want the most in life, huh..?" He told himself. He soon went on high alert when he heard someone approaching.

"A good yet confusing question" a man noted. Tristan didn't recognize who this person was, and so got into proper standing and prepared himself for the worst.

"Who are you?" The latter asked.

"A friend. Just know that I'm not your enemy. As for my name, you may call me Alex" the man answered.

"So what brings you here, Alex? Not many come to an abandoned dock, moreso talk to strangers that go there" Tristan said, obviously lacking trust.

"I just thought of going here myself to clear my mind, but you got ahead of me" Alex noted.

"You seem troubled. No point hiding it. Just tell me: what's wrong? What's making you feel conflicted?"

"And why should I tell you? How do I know that I can trust a random stranger?"

"What? Do I need a reason to help someone?"

"..."

"Come on, you're not going to get any help if you don't open up."

"...Fine, I suppose" Tristan sighed, deciding to open up.

"I... have feelings for someone. Someone... important. But, she outright rejected me for important reasons, such as me not being immortal and her outliving me far more in terms of lifespan.

Someone who trained me said that I had to endure Oblivion and beyond to even impress her, but... I dunno. Maybe I've been blinded by some thought. Do I really deserve her?

The more I think about, the more I fear that I am weak, and will die like everyone else. To be lost, and forgotten. Of course, there will be those who will mourn for me, but eventually, I'll be but a distant memory, until the day I'm not even remembered anymore.

And... I think that I'm being more and more excluded from my own friends... I know things that the Fontaines are not telling me. But they do trust my friends. Not me though."

Alex nodded slightly, before saying "They don't trust you. Not even your friends. They see your future and know that your power will be too strong to control. You must break through the fog of lies the Fontaines have planted in your mind. Come, walk with me" Alex said. Tristan somewhat agreed and walked with him.

"Let me help you to know the ways of the Fontaines, things that they won't tell you" the former said.

"How do you know the ways of the Fontaines?" Tristan asked very curiously.

"My master thought me everything about the Fontaines' beliefs and traditions, and even the nature of the current Emperor of Cyrodiil."

"You know the Emperor..?"

"Friend, if one seeks to understand the great mystery, one must study all it's aspects, not just the dogmatic view of the Fontaine family.

If you wish to become a complete and wise individual, you must learn to embrace a larger view of things on how life works" Alex said as he began to circle Tristan, and so did the latter.

"Be careful of the Fontaines, friend. Only through me you can acheive a power greater than any individual and defy fate and destiny itself. Learn the ways of the Emperor, and you will be able to save yourself... from certain death." The former said before he smiled.

"...What did you say?" Tristan said with great surprise.

"Use my knowledge, I beg you" Alex said. In response, Tristan summoned his light sword, pointed at the former.

"You're the Emperor" the young Breton said.

"I know what's been troubling you, Tristan. Listen to me; Stop being a pawn of the Fontaine family!

Ever since I've know you, you've been searching for a life greater than that of an ordinary mortal. A life of significane, of freedom. Free from the strings of fate and the annals of the Elder Scrolls" Alex noted, before turning his back on Tristan.

"Tell me; Are you going to kill me?"

"I would certainly like to." Tristan said, shaking slightly.

"I know you would... I can feel your anger... It gives you focus. Makes you stronger..." Alex said calmly.

Tristan knew that he was right. He was indeed boiling with anger, but remembering the teachings of Vyl, he controlled his emotions and desummoned his light sword.

"I'm going to inform the Fontaines about this." The Breton noted to the Emperor.

"Of course you would. But you're not sure of their intentions, are you?" The latter said.

"I will bring light to the truth of all this" Tristan noted firmly to the Emperor.

The Emperor nodded in response, before saying "You have great wisdom, Tristan. But remember: know the power that I can offer you. The power to defy fate and destiny itself" he said, before smiling and disappearing like an illusion.