Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20171226150054/@comment-17114085-20180413124306

(Red hasn't showed himself so I'll take temporary control of Thynvil. I'll take the oportunity and post a pie so we can get this ending wrapped up soon.)

"Thynvil!" Gwen called out when the trio was close enough.

The archer looked away from the battle for a moment. "What is it Gwen?"

"The Betrayed King has showed himself. Him and a squad of Centurions are coming this way." Gwen replied.

"We need your help to take him down." Rigmor explained. "We can't get to him with those machines guarding him."

Thynvil understood what they meant. "Leave it to me." He ordered the other Paladins to keep the Centurions busy, he would deal with the would-be king.

--

The Stormcloaks soon discovered the Centurions' presence when they slammed into their western line, breaking their formation and allowing the Falmer to breach.

Ursine ordered her forces to concentrate on the huge machines. If they didn't deal with the Centurions they wouldn't be able to mount proper formations.

--

The Snow Elves and the two men headed to the enemy's position. They, save Thynvil, enganged the Centurions. Their intention wasn't to defeat them, that would take too long given the number of the machines, but to distract the Falmer King since he was personally controlling the Centurions. If his mind was focused on the fighting he wouldn't notice Thynvil aiming a shot right between his eyes.

Thynvil stayed back, he made it up to a nearby rooftop to get a better view of the enemy king and took his time aiming a perfect shot. When he was ready he let go of the arrow and it flew true.

The arrow was planted straight into the king's head, he didn't even see it coming. The king fell backwards from the shoulders of the Centurion he was riding and landed with a 'thump' on the ground below. The Dwemer crown he was wearing and the staff he was holding landed nearby as they rolled off his corpse.

As soon as he was dead the animunculi collapsed, no longer under his control. They went into a 'standby' mode as their systems rebooted.

In the keep, Athyis and the other elves found the perfect spot and sat on their knees in a triangle. The Arch-Paladin placed the artifact in between them.

"Are you ready?" He asked them as he pulled out his sword.

They other snow elves nodded. "This is for our people's future. We're with you." Faire said adamantly.

Athyis smiled, he looked out towards the Dwemer city where his daughter was fighting, then said to his comrades. "I'll see you in the Eternal City."

The three paladins killed themselves as Athyis invoked Auriel's power. As their bodies hit the floor, the artifact began to glow and within moments a large aetherial golden dragon appeared. It lit up the underground cavern as brightly as the surface. It spread its wings, dominating the keep with its massive size. As soon as it spread them out completely, the dragon dispersed and let out a wave of energy that spread throughout the whole of Blackreach.