Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160531155853/@comment-24123288-20160604111422

One night ago...

Miri stumbled out of the burned city of Falinesti, cover in soot and coughing heavily. She'd remained behind, and had helped as many people get out as she could. Being so strong, the Altmer was able to carry three times the amount of people that the traditional Bosmeri guards were, and she even assisted in putting out the flames.

It was a long battle, but it was eventually won. However, Miri felt no victory for herself, for even through all that, she was searching, desperately, for Jude, and with no sign of him being alive or dead, she was starting to get significantly more worried with every moment that passed.

''Jude, where have you gone? Heck, where has...everyone else gone too? I am alone for now, guess I will be sleeping in the woods tonight...''

She sighed heavily and set off, deciding to finally sit against a tree and look up into the stars.

''Oh Jude, Faldras, I wish everything could work out the way I want it to. That would be perfect! I mean imagine if we'd all just married one another, Naomi wouldn't be such a bitch to me, Jude would be happy and so would Faldras.''

''It really is the best option, but it just won't work will it? It never does...''

With a sigh, the Altmer dejectedly turned her head westwards. Summerset was out in that direction somewhere, across the sea. She was Homeward bound, and thoughts soon turned to her family as she dozed off...

~

There was a loud bang as the training dummy was obliterated by a larger than life sword. A young Altmer girl panted and proudly glanced over to her trainer, a male Altmer by the name of Torel.

"Hm, good form, Meracydia." Torel noted, writing something down on a piece of parchment. He was alway scribbling away. "I do believe you would be a great choice to join me..."

"Join you?" Miri panted, with a bright smile. "But I thought you were the only Dark Knight in existence."

Torel gave Miri a rare smile in return, his armour reflecting the sunlight brightly.

"I am, Meracydia, but, I am reaching the end of my time soon, and I need someone to replace me. That someone is hopefully going to be well...you."

Miris eyes widened before she frowned slightly.

"Torel, I am honoured but my...mother, father too, probably won't approve..." She sighed. "You know how they dislike that I am doing this."

Miris mentor nodded knowingly and gave her a shrug. "Yeah but, Miri, this is your life and your choice to make. They hold no power over you."

Miri nodded in return and placed the massive sword she used for training, back in its rack. "Alright I will do it, Torel. I will be your successor!"

"Good!" The old Altmer beamed. "Now run back off to Sunhold my dear, we will begin our proper training in a few days."

Miri nodded again and darted off, with a wave. She ran through the streets of Alinor, getting stared at disdainfully as she didn't show the proper decorum needed of an Altmer, especially a woman, at her age.

"Melallithil must be so disappointed in his daughter." One passerby sneered, as Miri zoomed past them. "Does she not know the trouble she will be going through to become like Torel? How uncouth."

A few hours later...

Miri arrived at her home in Sunhold, it was a glorious place, a building made of coral and marble, that practically glowed whenever the sun hit it. She sighed softly and entered, taking great pains to avoid the kitchen where her mother was hard at work, coming up with new recipies for the high nobility to enjoy and pay ridiculous prices for.

"Father!" She called, running up to Melallithils' study, which is where he also spent most of his days. Miri nervously approached it, and tapped on the door.

"Enter." Came a rather snooty sounding voice.

Miri nodded, and cautiously stepped in. The study was as large and as grand as the rest of the house, filled to the ceiling with all kinds of writings from all over Tamriel. Miri was always taken aback by her fathers adventures, before he met her mother and settled down at home.

"Hey Dad, I am home." Miri grinned. "Training went well!"

"Did it now..." The Altmer said from behind his desk, putting his book down. His green eyes were his most standout feature, the seemed to pierce through everything with a look of superiority, but they were always soft for Miri. He sighed and reached over to his staff, a long metallic thing, with the crescent moon at its tip, and the sun at the bottom.

"Yeah!" Miri said happily. "Torel even wants to take me in as a proper apprentice, and I said yes!"

Melallithil frowned, and his emerald eyes hardened, a look Miri was well used to, yet still scared of.

"I forbid it." He said.

"What? Why!?"

"Miri, you forget I travelled with Torel, I know what he went through to become how he is, and I tell you, I won't allow my daughter to do the same!" He snapped. "Why can't you just be a mage like me? Or a chef like your mother?"

"F-father, that isn't me, you know it. I want to help people. B-be a knight..." Miri stammered.

Melallithil sighed, heavily. "Then why can't you train with the rest of the recruits up at the castle? Why with Torel?"

"Torel is the only one who would take me seriously! I'm going to do it!" Miri growled, turning and leaving the study. "You can't stop me!"

"Meracydia..." The patriach sighed, as he sat back on his seat and began thinking, quickly. "You could die..."

~

Miri groaned as the sun poked through the leaves. She grumbled and rolled over, hugging up to the tree trunk.

"Jude...it's morning..." She whispered, as her eyes flickered open. Miri sighed again and sat up properly. "You still haven't found me..."

The Altmer heaved to her feet and rubbed her eyes tiredly.

"Okay, think Miri, where would they have gone. Probably that Redguards camp, can't be too far right..."

With the city of Falinesti still smoking, Miri turned her back on it and picked out several trails, heading in the same direction through the jungle. She followed them and smiled when she arrived at the massive camp, entering it with a wave and a mention of her name. She searched around for a bit and eventually ran across Talin and company at the food tent, looking the worse for wear, Miri sat down and waited.

Maybe Jude will find me here, when he is hungry...