Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20170105222240/@comment-17114085-20170210183727

(Congrats for you sister.

Could you explain your post's present day? I don't understand what you mean. Julien would've remained behind in Evermore while Jannia was forced to go with Crendal on his way north. As she is his hostage.)

Jovron looked up at the Altmer. She looked fairly young, but elves were tricky with age. She could be hundreds of years old.

"Jovron." She said softy as she walked through the hall. She had on a simple dress, but it was not something that a servant would wear.

"Mother." He muttered and let her embrace him.

"I haven't seen you since you were a little lad, barely into puberty." She stated. "Oh, you've grown into a dashing man."

"Mother...I thought you were dead. Why didn't you ever say anything in Jehanna?" He asked.

"I couldn't. It was part of the deal that I made with King Edgar. He'd raise you and make sure you wanted for nothing, in exchange I would keep quiet and never reveal myself to you. Though he did allow me to work in the castle for a time, so that I could see you grow up. But when the thought of you not knowing me was too painful to bear...I tried to tell you and Edgar found out. He sent me here to keep me away from you." Linwen explained.

Jovron held his mother for a couple more moments before he pushed her away. "Mother, I found these." He pulled out Gaban's letters and gave them to her.

After a quick look she said. "I figured as much, given that you're here. So you now know the truth."

"No, I don't. I'm just very confused. How can Gaban be my father?" He asked.

"It all goes back to the 2nd Great War." Linwen told him. "I was a Justiciar in the Aldmeri Dominion, station in Valenwood. When the war began I was in charge of the unit that was protecting the area around Falinesti, making sure the humans didn't make it to the capital of the province. Gaban, he and the Bretons, they landed on the shores of Valenwood with the Redguard fleet and pushed in from the west. Meanwhile the Imperials were closing in from the north. However, the Khajiit held the Imperials long enough for us to defeat the Bretons. Gaban was one of the captives of that battle. As a Justiciar I was tasked with gathering information from him and the other prisoners."

"You were a torturer?" He asked, a bit disgusted.

"No. My methods weren't so barbaric. I used magic to get what I needed out of them. Though Gaban never broke. It was quite admirable how he resisted my illusions." Linwen continued. "He was only my prisoner for two weeks before the Imperials broke the Khajiit line and advanced into Valenwood. Our forces were split and that allowed the Bretons to come in for another attack. This time we were routed and I found myself the captive of the Talos Pact. I fully expected to be tortured for information, but Gaban convinced his superiors to leave me be. He said that he knew I would never break and said that torturing me would just be a waste of time."

"Why did they let you live then?" Jov asked.

"Because the young Breton was too kind. At first I thought it was for mockery, to keep me locked up like a caged bird, but later I discovered that it was compassion that made him keep me alive. Gaban was a good, kind-hearted man. I had never met anyone like that before. Eventually him and I became romantically involved." Linwen revealed.

"But you were at war." The bastard said, a little confused.

"True, but as a prisoner I was no longer of any threat to him. That allowed us to get closer. That was, until the war ended. I was set free like the other prisoners of war, but my family rejected me and cast me out when they discovered that I had been with a human. I all honesty that was a good thing, because soon afterwards Emperor Augurius Mede put the Thalmor to the sword. I wasn't in Alinor when it happened so I was saved from his wrath." The Altmer replied. "A couple months later you were born and I came to High Rock seeking Gaban. I had grown to love that kind-hearted man during the war and I thought he would take me in when I showed up at his door."

"But he didn't." Jov already knew this.

"No, he didn't. He wanted to, but his father was a strict man. He wanted us dead in order to erase the shame of his son sleeping with the enemy." Linwen said.

"Though Gaban was able to convince Edgar to take us in." Jov said. He knew the rest from the letters. "So, it's all true then. I'm not Edgar's son."

"Not his biological son, but he did raise you. Edgar was your father, even if you were not blood." Linwen argued. "I may hate Edgar for keeping me here all these years but I am grateful to him for raising you as his own. It was more than he owed Gaban, yet he did it anyway."

"He was a good man." Jov agreed.

"Come, let's sit and catch up." Linwen said, putting her arm around her son and leading him deeper into the estate.