Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-2165692-20180223214229/@comment-2165692-20180303225345

At the college of Whispers

The Forsworn that had escaped into the river awoke within on of the college's chambers in a dimly lit room, he got up and looked around frantically unsure where he was, he set his eyes on a cloaked figure reading a book quietly, grabbing a small knife he slowly approached the figure until he suddenly felt an arm around his neck and under his arm in a lock he could not escape. An invisible entity had stopped him. The Cloaked figure closed his book and turned to the Forsworn "Welcome to the College of Whispers. A small place in Cyrodiil, where all the deepest secrets are hoarded, or at least so the Instuctor would have you know." he said calmly as he walked towards him, "K'dulnir, that's enough release our guest." the forsworn was released, looking behind him he saw the Cathay-raht that had held him so far "W- Who are you?" he asked not sure what to think of the two figures he could currently see in the room. The cloaked figure spoke "Ah, allow me to introduce myself... Kyrenaz Nelthro Kanir. Archbishop and Prophet of the fallen god Shavur. The big cat behind you is K'dulnir, my subordinate. We are what makes up the presence of the Cabal in Tamriel at the moment. And I would have you join us." he said plainly to the frightened forsworn "Join you? I have pledged myself to the Forsworn, the destruction of the Nords, to bring them to their knees and cleanse the reach of them." the forsworn answered, looking around for an exit but finding no door. Kyrenaz chuckled "In good time, patience. Let us discuss the matter like reasonable adults. I have introduced myself, it is in your best interest to respond with your own name, if you have one." Kyrenaz said gesturing for the Forsworn to sit, he hesitantly sat down and said "Mordynak, My name is Mordynak." Kyrenaz nodded "Mordynak, good. Now I'm not here to take you away from the Reach and your allies of the forsworn. I'm here to offer you the chance at Vengeance, on all nords including the two who miurdered all your friends." he said "You'll help me? What's in it for you? I can't just accept your offer without knowing your intentions or having my kings permission." Mordynak said "The king in rags? Madanach, the old man rotting in a nordic prison? Oh, how the reachmen have fallen to still obey a man that they haven't seen since Ulfric conquered the reach. Have you personally seen him? Are you sure he even exists? The Forsworn needs a king who is a king because his people love him and because his enemies fall before him. But who rules the Reach, is it Madanach? No, its a Nord Jarl and his underlings. And what has the Forsworn really achieved? Nothing, living like rats scrounging off the Nord population and creating weapons so primitive the Imga would laugh at you. Armor so thin, this finger will penetrate it." Kyrenaz said as he pressed a finger through one of the feather's adorning Mordynak's armor. "How dare you." Mordynak stood up clutching the knife, K'dulnir meanwhiled equipped his gloves. Kyrenaz didn't react "Relax, I'm offering you the chance to fix it, the king is supposedly trapped and deliver's orders somehow to another figure who relays it to the Forsworn. Or so they say, but it might not be that way, perhaps Madanach is dead and the one claiming to get his orders is actually the one making the calls. Or maybe the ladder doesn't go any higher than the one who gave you your orders. This king in rags is obviously unfit to rule and I think I know a much better ruler, one I have seen potential in. One who can become greater than Madanach ever will be." Kyrenaz said and stood up "The name of the one I speak of is Mordynak... Mordynak Dreadclaw." Mordynak looked at him "You mean me? I'm no king, I'm not the strongest forsworn, the Briarhearts are. And above them, the Hagravens." he protested Kyrenaz placed a stack of spell tomes in front of him, then procured a Daedra heart from his cloak "Perhaps they are, but what's stopping you from attaining the same power, or greater power? Nothing, and here today I offer you the power of a Daedra, right here, right now is your chance to attain all the power that other men only dream of. Your chance at the greatest power and your chance at becoming KING." Kyrenaz said Mordynak hesitated as Kyrenaz' words resounded through his head "All I require in return is the death of of the Dragonslayers." Kyrenaz said Mordynak looked at him "How will I kill them?" "Let me show you..." Kyrenaz said as he grinned knowing that Mordynak Dreadclaw, the Forsworn Daedraheart had just now, become a reality. A reality he was all too happy to see come to fruition.