Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24280666-20150204012919/@comment-24280666-20150208005953

"Good."

As Lorcan took his hands, his mind was immediately swept up and teleported to another place. His vision blurred before he regained it, but realized he had lost sense of color. He saw Ferrin, albeit much younger looking, sitting on a throne in a white marble court, with the most beautiful Altmer Lorcan had ever dreamnt of sitting next to him.

''This is a memory. Hold no fear.''

Ferrin got up from his throne and looked at the rest of the court. In it, the court had at least a hundred Altmer, and all of them were dressed up fancily.

Ferrin cleared his throat and opened his arms to the crowd.

"Today! Today is the day we fight the menace! Today, we will trap he who haunted us. We will trap that which wishes to enslave us. We will trap that which seeks to steal all of what makes us Mijae!" Ferrin proclaimed, looking at the crowd.

''His head. Look.''

Atop Ferrin's head sat a crown. Beautifully carved, it gave off a slightly luminous glow. Lorcan could not tell the color.

''That's what we need. Now, his hand. Look.''

On Ferrin's hand sat a ring with 5 rings all slightly connected, with a clear gem on the top, emenating a beautiful glow as well.

Ferrin motioned to an Altmer who resembled himself very much, and beckoned him to come on stage.

"My brother Nesros and I have been working! We have found the solution!" Ferrin shouted to the crowd. This provoked a loud cheer to emenate from the crowd.

Nesros walked over to Ferrin and handed him a stone. Ferrin levitated the stone in the air and began to cast some bright spell at it. The stone whirled and chirped as Ferrin cast his spell on it. The Altmer in the crowd each raised a glowing hand, and Lorcan was able to see Light flowing from the crowd into the stone. Nesros began to chant, stabbing himself with an arrow. When the arrow was suitably wet with blood, he drew his bow and fired the arrow into the energy. The arrow dissolved into the energy.

"Hircine!" Shouted Nesros as the arrow dissolved.

Ferrin stopped his casting and began to invoke some strange ritual. He waved his arms in the air and chanted an imcomprehensible text, before a tentacle erupted from the ground. Ferrin drew a knife and cut the tentacle. He picked it up and threw it into the forming ball of energy around the stone.

"Hermaeus!" He shouted, before both of his hands began to glow extremely brightly.

"God of Hunt and God of Knowledge! Give your power unto this rock, and name it Kraalniik! It will be your champion! Your revenge against the Nightmare God!" Ferrin shouted as the energy poured into the stone, trapping it all.

"This. This is freedom from our madness. This will end the nightmares!" Ferrin proclaimed, holding the bright stone high in the air for all to see.

"Nightmares! Come unto me!" Ferrin shouted.

Lorcan began to hear a terrible shriek that sounded like the shadowy figure. His vision blurred again and he was back in the forest, unharmed.