|Titles||Head (Formerly), Viscount of Kaniros (Formerly), Exile|
|Family|| Nelthro Kanir (Ancestor)|
Nait Nelthar(Father - Deceased)
|“||No, my lord. I don't care who you serve, from now on you serve me!||”|
— Naerion Nelthar
Naerion Nelthar was a high-ranking member of the Nelthars, and an heir to the throne of the Nelthar leader until his exile in 4E 241. He was Viscount of Kaniros for a while before he was arrested and the title passed to his brother, Naritin Nelthar.
Appearance and Personality
Naerion has black unkempt hair and red flaring eyes. His face is unknown as of Nait's death in 207 where he chose to mask his face. Naerion is evil and always plots the demise of his enemies and allies alike. He dreams of ruling the Nelthars and creating an empire of his own, similar to his father but through more sinister ways.
Combat and Skills
Naerion is a powerful mage both in Illusion and Destruction, but he also has some training with a one-handed blade. Though he prefers not to fight but instead relies on his hypnotic skills where he can keep up to four people under hypnosis at once. Once someone is hypnotized they will stay that way until released by Naerion. According to Nelthro forcibly removing the hypnosis form a person has the potential to break the hypnotized individual's mind.
Naerion's hypnotic abilities are a form of Illusion Black Magic, only acquired by powerful master Illusion mages. It is outlawed by most magical guilds, except the College of Whispers.
Naerion was born to Nait Nelthar in the 4th Era, year 190. He was born with the special trait to create anything out of nothing, throughout his life he was trained by Nait Nelthar until his death at the hands of Naerion, who was possessed by his ancestor Nelthro Kanir as he returned to Nirn. In order to end a threat to the Nelthars Nelthro used Naerion's body to hurl a meteor at the current threat accidentally killing Nait along with it, after this Nelthro stripped Naerion of his power. He was retrained this time by Naritin. But as Nelthro left his body and returned to his own, he placed a powerful hypnotic ability within Naerion.
- Class: Mage
- Skills: Master Conjuration, Expert Destruction/Illusion, Adept One-handed/Enchanting/Light Armor
- Spells: Summon Dremora Lord, Invisibility, Dead Thrall, Mayhem, Frenzy, Rally, Fireball, Lightning Bolt.
- Powers: Voice of the Emperor, Magic Resist, Hypnosis
- Equipment: Naerion's Robes, Naerion's Mask
Naerion had gone to Sentinel to speak to High King Ennah about some importation taxes, as there was a sudden increase in them in Hammerfell which caused the Nelthars' profits in the province to drop substantially. He walked into the king's castle and told the guards that he had an appointment with the High King, requesting that he be lead to him. The guard looked at him awkwardly, Naerion took off his mask revealing his black hair and red eyes. He told the guard he was Naerion Nelthar and demanded to be lead to the High King. He put his mask back on and the guard led him to the door of the room High King Ennah was inside. He knocked lightly on the door and walked in, he bowed when he saw the Redguard monarch. He introduced himself and said that his brother Naritin had sent him in his stead. Ennah greeted him and asked why the Nelthars requested a meeting. He was in his study, he motioned for Naerion to sit in the chair in front of him. Naerion sat down and said that it was because of the insane taxes on imported goods. Ennah said that they were not insane, and were very reasonable. He said that they could raise it much higher if they wished. Naerion said that the taxes are far too high, and since the Nelthars relied on many imported goods it was cutting into their profits. If it continued they'd lose a fortune. The Redguard King said for him to understand, as the Crowns were merely protecting their province's economy from imported goods. The high taxes made the Nelthar merchandise more expensive than the local ones and made the population buy local goods instead. Not only did it help the economy it also maintained the cultural domination in Hammerfell. The Nelthar said that they needed the Jarrin Root from Stros M'Kai. He then held up a katana in it's sheath. The sheath and the handle was of wood and ebony, nicely cut, making the sword look just gorgeous. He drew it out of it's sheath revealing the blade inscribed with glowing runes. He told the King about the blade, how it wouldn't be found anywhere around here as it was made only by the greatest of the Nelthar craftsmen. It was expensive and traditionally carried by the Nelthar heads. He then asked why cares about cultural domination, as it's not the culture that maintained his rule. The king looked offended because of Naerion's question. Ennah explained that the Crowns have maintained the Old Yokudan culture alive for all these years. They maintain their gods and traditions. He then told him to head to Stros M'Kai if he wanted Jarrin Root and bother a merchant there, as he did not control the export of goods from there. When he looked at the blade he asked the Nelthar what it had to do with their discussion.
Naerion said that getting the root transported, paying the original price and tax, that it was a lot of money. Ennah coldly said that it was money he would have to pay if he wanted the product. Naerion took off his mask revealing his face which was utterly displeased. He told Ennah that he was the High King, then thought that if he wasn't he would send his soul straight to Oblivion. The Nelthar then walked out the door. He then returned to the Nelthar base in the Jerral Mountains to report to his brother. After he told his brother about the failed negotiations he exited the leader's chambers, passing by the dragon twins, Tanion and Tyronos Nelthar, without saying a single word.
Naerion was sifting through pages in the Nelthar archives in their base in the Jerral Mountains. Most of what he looked through he wrote off as lies, but then he found something that might have a hidden meaning. He wondered if he could decipher the lies, and thought that he could. It was the history of the Nelthars that he was going through. Deciphering the lies from the truth would give him a more detailed view on the history of his family. The actual story was not written down, but he already knew it so if he could put the deciphered truth together with his knowledge, he'd know everything. He thought that whoever wrote the archives was a genius. Naerion rose from his chair, Alis Nelthar had told him that Xeraz Kanir had appeared, so he figured that he should go. He wanted to see what the Forebears were up to if a Kanir was interested enough to come to Tamriel. He left the Nelthar base in the Jerral Mountains when he heard that there was a battle in the Rift between the Stormcloaks and the Legion. He decided to head into Riften while the Nords were busy fighting the Imperials.
He headed to the keep. Naerion looked at the keep guards watching the door. He walked to the other door where he saw some more guards, but they seem to not see the door as clearly as the others. Naerion then approached and opened the door slightly just enough to pass through before silently closing it, he looked around the entrance hall of the keep. He crept around the keep, searching for the Jarl. Naerion walked to the Jarl's quarters upstairs where he ran into Laila Law-Giver. He summoned a Dremora Lord as his guard and approached the room. The guards outside immediately drew their swords, the Dremora Lord drew his own, but Naerion used a Frenzy spell on them and they seemed to lose their fighting spirit. He walked up to Laila and with his powers of Hypnosis he demanded that she tell him her allegiance. The Jarl rose and called for her guards. Naerion summoned a second Dremora Lord to intimidate her further. He told her to stand down or fall victim to his minions. He then told her that no matter who she served, she served him now. He took off his mask and stared at her with his enchanted eyes, using his hypnosis on her. She obeyed. When the other guards arrived they drew their weapons at Naerion and the Dremora, but Laila ordered them to stand dow. They said that that was not a good idea, but she confirmed the order. It looked like she had regained her senses, however she still remained under Naerion's hypnosis. Naerion looks around at the guards who seem completely baffled, then put his mask back on. He said that even though he was leaving, his eyes would remain over the city. It was a small lie, but it served its purpose. He left the keep and began looking for Maven Black-Briar, the so called Under-Jarl of Riften.
Before long Naerion discovered where Maven lived and paid her a visit. It seemed that the rest of her family was out. He ran into her in the dining room and took off his mask, thinking it was a perfect opportunity. Maven was startled and asked him what he was doing in her house, she was about to call for her guards when Naerion stared into her eyes and hypnotised her. He ordered her to serve him, to guide her puppets in Riften to serve him. Naerion closed his eyes and Maven fell to the ground. She'll wake up soon, so Naerion left the house. With the Jarl and Maven in his power the Rift would be his. A courier ran past him with a letter he caught a glimpse of the sender and the receiver's name. A letter from Laila Law-Giver to the High King. She was already doing her duty to him, and soon he'd be able to claim Riften. He turned invisible and left the city.
Wanting to continue his schemes by making High King Ulfric be under his command, he headed to Windhelm. However he was stopped at the gates by a guard. He used his powers to get the guard to let him pass. As he walked through Windhelm he changed his mind about hypnotising Ulfric. He then returned to his family's lair in the Jerral Mountains. There his brother informed him that Nelthro Kanir was coming to Tamriel.
Naerion was on his way to Cheydinhal he had created a plan to expand his influence between Cyrodiil, Skyrim and Morrowind. Naerion walked to castle Cheydinhal, he had made sure to hide any Nelthar marks on his armor. He was met by opposition but the weak minds of the guards were easily twisted when he took off his mask. Naerion reached the chamber where the Dunmer count was at currently. The Count questioned who dared intrude on his castle in such a manner and called to the guards to seize him. The guards rushed Naerion but he cast frenzy and they began to attack each other. He greeted the count and kept walking until he stood face to face with him. He said that he understood that he was a busy man, so this would only take a second. He stared into the Count's eyes and repeated the routine he did in Riften, making the Count serve under the guise of the Empire until Daric's forces arrived where he would immediately switch to their side. He also ordered the Count to secretly serve him before all others. He then put his mask back on and left the castle. He had already hypnotized Maven Black-Briar and Jarl Laila, so he could only do it to one more person. He headed to Morrowind, towards Blacklight, to find his next victim.
Naerion arrived in Blacklight and was stopped by the guards at the gates. They told him to halt and identify himself. The masked man told them that he was just a traveler. They said that he didn't look like a regular traveler. Naerion then took off his mask and used his illusion magic to make the guards let him through, which they did. He then put his mask back on and headed towards the city's palace to look for the leader of House Redoran. He walked to the palace and again he was stopped. He was getting tired of this. He used his powers to put the guards under hypnosis and was able to get entry. He walked through the palace. He acted like he belonged there so the guards that he ran into were either convinced or he did to them as he had to those at the entrance. He asked around and discovered that the leader of House Redoran was not in town, but had gone to Raven Rock for protection. Instead of leaving he decided to go to the next best person and discovered that a Councilor named Aethan Sarethi was currently in the palace. He encountered him in his quarters. Aethan lifted an eyebrow when he spotted Naerion enter, perplexed. Naerion told him that he had come with a suggestion. Aethan brushed him off and asked him how he had gotten past his guards. Naerion took off his mask and looked into his eyes and as is natural for people Aethan looked him in the eyes as well. When the Dunmer did so, Naerion hypnotized him, making the Councilor serve him. The masked man grinned and left the palace. He now had influence in the lands surrounding the Nelthar hideout in the Jerral Mountains, securing his position.
Once outside he released the guards from their transe-like state and they returned back to normal as if nothing had happened. Naerion was grabbed by the shoulder, he turned around and saw that it had been Nelthro Kanir of all people. He asked his descendant what he was up to in the castle. Naerion asked why an ancient fossil cared what he did. The old man said nothing and just dragged the masked man to a mansion. He introduced Naerion to a Dunmer, whom he recognized as the woman he had tried to have killed. Naerion acted dismissively towards the two Dunmer and the old man. Jina asked what he was doing in Blacklight. Nelthro released him and the masked man said it was none of her concern. She argued that it was, as Morrowind was her home. Nelthro also added that her father was trying to become king of Morrowind, so she would be a princess, thus deserving respect. Naerion mocked her and said that if he was stronger he would have just hypnotized her and been on his way. The mockery angered Jina and she threatened to strangle him if he didn't answer seriously, then insulted him, calling him Mask Boy. Naerion laughed at the threat, while Nelthro sighed and sat down. The Dunmer got angrier after being laughed at, and even got angry at Nelthro for not helping her in the argument. Naerion then asked why he was brought there, to which his ancestor said that he would help Jina finish his work while he rested. He then left Naerion with Jina and went to sleep in one of the mansion's guest rooms. Naerion then insulted him once more. She tried to argue against working with Mask Boy, only to be insulted by the masked man. Jina became enraged and began yelling at him, only for Lexia to cover her mouth so she stopped. Naerion removed his mask and continued to insult her. Jina tried to insult him back, but to little success. It had grown dark, so Lexia offered them refuge in her home. Naerion took a room to himself while Jina decided to sleep next to Nelthro, whom had taken a room to himself.
Naerion woke up and stretched. He went to check on Nelthro and found Jina sleeping close to him. He wondered if the Dunmer had a thing for the old man. He then headed out to the hallway and looked out the window. Jina soon joined him. She asked him what he was looking for. He dismissed her question and then asked if she had a thing for the old man. Jina's mouth flew open. She flatly denied the accusation. Naerion said that he had seen her sleeping next to him, but frankly he didn't care who she chose to mate with. Jina got angry at the accusation, said Mask Boy went too far. She was only 17, far too young to mate. She said she was not going to sleep around, if that was what he was implying. Naerion got annoyed at her calling him a boy when he was older than her. Jina didn't care. Naerio changed the subject and asked why Nelthro was so interested in current events. Jina guessed that it was Daric's war, but Naerion said that it couldn't just be the war. He walked over to Nelthro and slapped him, telling him to wake up. Nelthro awoke but wasn't happy, he flung the masked man into the wall and told him never to slap him. Naerion got back up and asked him if he was helping Daric because he was a Septim. Nelthro confirmed it, he had a thing for the Septim line, as he had witnessed its entire history on the throne. He wanted them back in power, though he had no personal qualms with the Mede Dynasty. Naerion seemed not to believe him and pressed the question. Nelthro then revealed that if the Nelthars helped Daric, they would gain a seat in the Elder Council, which he intended to give to Naerion. Naerion was quiet for a bit before outright agreeing to help. The Dunmer was shocked at his plan, asking Nelhro what he was thinking putting Mask Boy on the Elder Council. Nelthro said that it would be alright, Naerion may be deceitful and greedy but he was the most political minded of the Nelthars.
Jina, however, was still very worried about the influence he could obtain by hypnotizing the other councilors. Naerion seemed to like the idea, which sent a chill up her spine. He then took his mask off and looked at Jina's eyes, telling her to sit down. Jina sat down. She screamed and closed her eyes, trying to push him out. It worked and she was free, afterwards she avoided looking straight at him. Naerion smirked, he seemed to just be messing with her. Nelthro commented that avoiding eye contact was the best defense against Naerion's magic. He put his mask back on and sarcastically thanked the old man for telling her his weakness. Jina did in fact thank him for the information. Lexia then walked into the hall to talk to her cousin. She told Jina that she really shouldn't be in Blacklight. The two Nelthars walked away, leaving the two Dunmer alone. Nelthro filled Naerion in on everything that had happened regarding the Dunmer and what he wanted Naerion to do. Naerion questioned him about the details to make sure he heard them right, after Nelthro confirmed it he handed a small token to the masked man. He said that he found it on the assassins that tried to kill Jina, but said that he didn't mention it to anyone. Naerion held it up. It was some sort of coin with the Nelthar mark etched into it. He said that they were rare and valuable, so no doubt the assassins stole them. Naerion cursed the two assassins in his head, as their incompetence and idiocy had almost exposed his involvement and caused them to fail. Nelthro told him to handle the situation, to hide the fact that he was the one that ordered the hit on the young Dunmer. Nelthro then left the city and headed south.
Naerion walked back and also suggested that they leave, since staying in one place for too long was bad for someone that was almost assassinated. She agreed and left with Naerion. He said that Nelthro had left on his own to do some Nelthar business and that she was stuck with him now. While they were walking Jina asked how Nelthro was able to survive for 4000 years, as he never told her that. Naerion said he wasn't really sure, but it did have something to do with a Divine artifact. The two got a carriage and left Blacklight and headed for Mournhold. When she arrived in Mournhold she heard that her father had returned to the province and was with the House Indoril Army near Narsis. She and Naerion stayed at the city, trying to keep the masked man out of trouble and the Dunmer safe from assassins. Jina asked Naerion how he liked Mournhold, the most beautiful of the Dunmer cities, but he just thought it boring. He didn't like Morrowind at all. She asked him where his ancestor had gone. Naerion said that he had gone back to the Nelthar base in the Jerral mountains to meet with the highest ranking members of the Nelthars. She asked Naerion how one joined the Nelthars. She was curious about them, especially Nelthro, joining them would no doubt teach her many new things. Naerion said that anyone could join, but didn't specify the details.
Sometime later the Indoril army returned to Mournhold. They had been defeated by the Empire and House Hlaalu at Narsis, after having been too focused on their rivalry with House Redoran. Jina and Naerion watched as the army marched into the city, the mood was gloomy. Soon after returning, they received a letter from Daric, requesting an audience in Mournhold, and also saying he would be in Blacklight. Joran sent a message to Daric, accepting his request. A week later, the guards on the walls of Mournhold spotted a large group of people riding towards the city. Two big white banners with the Red Dragon symbol on it, Daric's banner, where being held up by two riders in the front. Though the guards saw that most of the men in the small group were wearing Redoran Bonemold Armor. They informed Joran of this and he ordered the gates to be opened. Joran rode out on his horse, accompanied by the Royal Guard, Jina, Naerion, and Sarin Indoril, one of the Masters of House Indoril. They rode towards the party. Joran greeted Daric, and a Redoran Commander by the name of Balyn Omoran. He paused when he saw that the Redoran Archmaster was with them. Though he greeted him as well, before inviting everyone to his palace. Daric accepted the invite, and said that it was a pleasure to meet the Dunmer in person for the first time. He said that Jina had told him a lot about her father, like his rank within House Nerevar and House Indoril and his rightful claim to the throne of Morrowind.
Naerion spotted both Nelthro and Naritin Nelthar riding along with High King Daric. He was intrigued but decided to talk to them after the meeting. A Blade rode next to Daric while Dandras, Balyn and the escort rode behind him. Dandras looked around with disgust. Joran replied rather humbly, saying it was what some people claimed and that on occasion he fancied that it was true. But that ultimately it would fall on Daric to decide who would be the next king, as only someone with his backing would be able to win the throne. Joran turned to Caesar, asking if he had been at the siege of Sentinel. Caesar confirmed that he was, under the command of General Etienne. Daric said that that was the reason why he had called this meeting between House Redoran and House Indoril. The group entered the Palace. The High King requested to be led to a room where they could have their meeting. Joran led them to a large, circular room with a long table in the middle. He took the seat at one end and motioned for them to do the same. Jina took a seat next to her father, and Naerion sat next to her. Her father then asked what the purpose of the meeting. Dandras sat at the other end. Balyn and his men stood guard behind him. Daric sat in the middle with Caesar standing by his side. Nelthro and Naritin sat near Daric.
Daric firstly said to Dandras that he'd like the meeting to go undisturbed, as the Dunmer looked quite angry. He told him to remove his guards from the room, save for one. Dandras reluctantly agreed and ordered his soldiers out of the room, only Balyn stayed behind. Joran ordered the Indoril Guard out, keeping only the Captain. Daric then replied to Joran, telling him that this was a negotiation. House Redoran and House Indoril must be united in order to defeat the Empire and House Hlaalu. They had already defeated both of them and had begun reclaiming the territories they had previously had conquered from them. Joran agreed, their recent defeat had brought some things to his mind, including the Great Council. He wanted to reform it, giving more rights to the Great Houses. The Great Houses needed to be united. Dandras said that is what House Redoran were doing before the Empire stepping in and made House Hlaalu the ruling house again. The Archmaster said, yelling, that now when Redoran try to continue their work Joran and House Indoril stepped in and messed everything up. The Breton told him to calm down, that there was no need to yell. He acknowledged that it was true that House Redoran had done much for the Dunmer for the past 200 years but that was all in times of war and tragedy. The Oblivion Crisis, the Argonian Invasion, the 2nd Great War. It is true that House Redoran led the Dunmer in those times but other than that Morrowind was separated into rival Houses. Morrowind needed unity, it needed a leader.
Joran suggested that Daric pick someone to back so that the rivalry would stop. Daric said the Empire backing House Hlaalu as they claimed kingship only aggravated their rivalry with the other Great Houses. Him picking a side would have the same effect. The Dunmer needed to settle the matter between themselves, he was only there to make sure it happened. Dandras said that House Redoran's past actions proved that they could and would lead the Dunmer. The Breton asked if the other houses would follow. The Archmaster said they they would make them follow. Daric claimed that that was the problem. House Redoran was a military aligned house. They would always do thing with force according to their code of honor. Dandras explained the Code of Virtues: Duty, Gravity and Piety. Daric nodded, he said that someone more calm minded and not so militaristic needed to be the leader. Someone who was already a born leader. He then turned to Joran and said that it was where came in. The Redoran leader grew angry and yelled. Joran asked if Daric was proclaiming him as king. Daric shook his head and reaffirmed that it was not his place to do that. He was merely saying that he thought Joran was the best person to rule and lead Morrowind. He was the grandson of the Nerevarine. Dandras pointed out that just because he was the descendant of the Nerevarine didn't mean that he should rule. The Breton asked why not. Joran had claim to the throne, he was a spiritual descendant of King Indoril Nerevar of the Chimer. The other Great Houses were far more likely to accept him as ruler than they were of the Redoran Archmaster. All Joran needed was the support of House Redoran. With their armies added to his the Empire and House Hlaalu wouldn't stand a chance. Dandras contemplated, saying that the High King spoke the truth. Joran asked if Dandras would swear fealty to him as king. He promised the Redoran a spot in the future Great Council of Morrowind. The Archmaster pointed out that he was far too young, too inexperienced at ruling. Daric argued that Joran would have the Great Council to aid him. Dandras thought for a bit and said that if he truly would reestablish the Great Council and give House Redoran the freedom and autonomy that House Hlaalu has stolen from them, then he would accept. Indoril would have House Redoran's army by their side, but they would not swear fealty to Joran until the whole of Morrowind was united under his banner.
Joran accepted the deal. Though he said that many may think that House Hlaalu should be destroyed, but he didn't. Not all of them favor the Tyrant, and it was to that side that he would be extending a hand of acceptance and forgiveness. They would still be part of the Great Council. The Redoran said that they haven't been a part of the Council since the 3rd Era. They were kicked out because the Empire abandoned Morrowind in the Oblivion Crisis. They were the Empire's lap dog and now they were back as their lap dog. He asked Joran what made him think they would ever change. They had always been corrupt, working with the Morag Tong, the Camonna Tong and the Thieves Guild. Joran argued that one of the main reasons they rejoined the Empire was because they were exiled. He asked how he would feel if House Redoran was exiled, after all that they had done for Morrowind, and after all the promises he had made him. Besides, being deceitful and working with thieves and assassins was in the very nature of the Dunmer. Once Edras was gone, Joran felt that they could put them back on the right path. Dandras argued that that may be the way of the other houses but House Redoran didn't work with thieves and murderers. If they had ever been kicked out of the Council for being the Empire's lap dog then they wouldn't go back to the Empire and be their lap dog. They would restore their honor, not taint it some more like House Hlaalu has done. Be he said that if he truly thought that House Hlaalu could change their ways once they conquered Narsis and brought unity to Morrowind then it would be on Joran's head when they went back to their old ways and screwed over the Dunmer once more. Joran was fine that that and asked if there was anything else that they needed to discuss. Daric said that that was all. Everyone exited the room.
Naerion had patiently watched the whole meeting and remained quiet, only observing the deal between Houses Redoran and Indoril to see if he could use any of the information he learned from it to further his own goals. After the meeting was over Naritin and Nelthro found Naerion in the palace. Naritin asked his brother what he was up to, as it had been some time since the two had seen each other. Naerion dodged the question, as always. Nelthro decided to leave the two to their reunion and went to sit down on a nearby couch. Naritin mentioned to Naerion that members of the Nelthars were interested in increasing their influence in Valenwood, which intrigued the masked man. Naritin asked Naerion to go help them do so. He questioned his brother and learned that they were merely trying to use the rebellion down there to get favorable seats in powerful positions, but Naerion was more ambitious. He figured that if he managed to, in the chaos, gain control over the bosmers' leader's mind he'd essentially rule Valenwood through proxy. He decided that that was his next move. Naerion said farewell to his brother, telling him that he would indeed aid the Nelthars in Valenwood, but didn't mention his own plot to mind control the Bosmer leader.
Sometime later, Naerion reached Valenwood and headed for Falinesti, the capital of the province. When Naerion reached the city and began investigating the situation in Valenwood. He learned that rebellion had recently started in the city. Naerion looked around in the darker parts of the city. Freedom fighters were doing what they do. On the level he was at there were mostly only Bosmers. He cast invisibility on himself and observed the rebels as they fought the Imperials. The rebels had already taken control of the lower parts of the city, but the higher ones were still under the control of the Imperial Governor. Upon learning the current location of the rebel leader, Naerion rushed to intercept him. When he spotted the Bosmer leader fighting his way through a building, he called out to him. Celegorn Camoran, leader of the rebellion, was busy stabbing an Imperial Guard. He turned around when he heard Naerion. He questioned how the Nelthar got there and who he was. Naerion said that no door could stop a Nelthar and said that he had come with a suggestion. Which would become an order after the Camoran was hypnotized. Celegorn said that he was rather busy killing Imperials to listen to his suggestion. He pointed to his Bosmer guards and ordered them to accompany him. He joked that they mustn't keep the Imperial Governor waiting, due to Imperials being punctual. He sheathed his sword and took out his bow. Naerion took off his mask revealing his red eyes and black hair. He urged the Bosmer to reconsider. He decided to release Jarl Laila of the Rift, so that he could instead hypnotize the Bosmer leader.
Celegorn looked at Naerion's red eyes. Then shook his head, his mind already sub-coming to the hypnosis. He asked the red-eyed man what was his suggestion. The Bosmer guards looked back at their leader who had stopped. They told him that they should go before the Imperials had time to mount a counter attack. Celegorn snapped at them and told them to let Naerion speak. They tried to argue, but he cut them off, saying that Naerion must have something important to say if he had come all this way. Naerion walked closer, he suggested that after Celegorn took control of Valenwood, he send word to Daric Lariat and joined him. But secretly, he would serve him. The Nelthar put the Bosmer under his complete hypnosis. Celegorn agreed. The Bosmer guard captain reported that the Imperials were sounding the horns, they needed to move. Celegorn's brother and son were were waiting to rendezvous with them so they could assault the Imperial Governor's palace. Celegorn said that he'd go when he was finished talking with the red-eyed man. Naerion told him his full name and departed, leaving the Bosmer rebels to continue their work. He began heading back to the Jerral Mountains, having secured his power over Valenwood.
Naerion and Nilya Nelthar soon arrived in Mournhold. Naritin Nelthar met with them while the Dunmer Great Houses held their meeting. Naritin was glad that the Great Houses were meeting. Naerion asked what made him glad about it. Naritin mentioned something about the curse of leading, which prompted his brother to say that he could lead the Nelthars if he'd like. Naritin said that Naerion leading would be a disaster. Jina Nerevar soon approached them. Naritin mentioned to his aunt that the Dunmer had chosen the path of shadows. Nilya was interested in a new apprentice. Jina greeted her and the two shook hands. Nilya asked about Jina's skills, if she was good at spywork. Jina confirmed this and Nilya was pleased. Jina also mentioned that she was skill in politics and Naerion said that politics were skills used for his own path as well as Naritin's. Jina asked them if she had to remain in only one path, to which Naritin said that she could follow multiple paths. Jina then decided to begin her training under Nilya.
Some time after the Dunmer army marched off to war, the Nelthars followed. Naerion and the others headed to the Imperial City to join the Stormcrown Alliance forces that were gathering there. They brought the Dunmer Princess with them. Soon enough the combined Breton, Nord, Redguard, Dunmer and Bosmer forces attacked the capital. Naritin headed into the city after the Nords broke down the gates. Not long after he retreated back outside the city, where he regrouped with his Nelthars. The Nelthars lined up with Naritin Nelthar on the Imperial City bridge. Naritin looked at the army gathering behind him. As the line was completed he spoke up. He told them to fear not pain and fear not darkness, for Ultima Nelthar watched that moment. He riled them up, saying that the spirits of their ancestors were stirring. Spears would be shaken, shields would be splintered and that day they would paint the day in red, with the blood of their foes. The Nelthars would prevail, they would claim glory. He called for the death of the Empire, of the Tyrant and his soldiers. He shouted and the army shouted as well. The Nelthars blew their horn and charged into the city to aid the Alliance. The Nelthar force charged through the gates and like a flood they spread out in all driections to take down the empire. Many went towards the White-Gold Tower once again when Naritin's fog spell dispersed. They attempted to kick down the gate through both brute strength and magical missiles.
Finally the Nelthars broke down the gate and successfully entered the Green Emperor Way district. Suddenly, they heard a large roar an saw a red dragon fly over the city. He headed for the Elven Gardens. The Nelthar army finally spread throughout the city, those that didn't join Naritin joined Daric's men and other leaders throughout the city. Green Emperor Way soon became overrun with undead and their Sload masters. Naritin figured that Augustus was gathering all his forces there, so he ordered his Nelthars to hold out until the Alliance came to reinforce them. Augustus and his undead army charged into the Palace District. He was leading the attack, the Sloads were in the back of the army controlling the undead. The Bretons and the Nords entered the Palace District to aid the Nelthars. The Dunmer followed the Nords and Bretons. The armies clashed. Augustus Mede was at the front lines slashing at the invaders. Despite the Alliance having greater numbers the Sloads' power to reanimate the fallen soldiers helped keep the battle pretty even on both sides. Naerion headed to confront the Emperor and shot a powerful lightning bolt at him. Jina shouted Naerion in joy, her and her father had been fighting the Emperor along with Daric Lariat. Naerion walked over to her and her father and said that he wasn't doing this for either of them. Jina said that she didn't expect anything more from him.
The bolt hit Augustus and staggered him, his armor's enchantment absorbed most of the damage but he still got hurt. He angrily swung his sword at Jina, since she was in between him and Joran. Daric blocked the attack and criticized Augustus for try to strike a child. Augustus said that all would fall by his blade. He was getting weakened from the fighting. Daric clashed swords with the Emperor. The Alliance forces were winning but slowly, the Sloads' powers to reanimate dead soldiers were keeping the fight relatively even. Jina ducked as an arrow flew over her head. She was utilizing her training to get behind Augustus as Joran got to his feet. Joran got up and struck at Augustus' stomach. An undead came up behind Naerion but Naerion grabbed it's arm and place his fist in its face so it's head flew off. Augustus jumped back to evade the attack, the blocked an attack from Daric. Daric cast a Fireball straight at Augustus. Then power attacked the Emperor. Augustus was slashed by the Breton, he kicked the usurper and then power attacked Joran. Joran shouted and rolled away, getting grazed on his side by Augustus' sword. Jina struck, while Augustus was off balance. She drew her Nightingale Sword and drove it into his back. Augustus yelled in pain, then he turned around and bashed the girl, making her lose her grip on her sword, that was still stuck on the Emperor's back. He asked Daric if he was fighting four on one because he was so afraid that he'd die. He asked the Breton were was his sense of honor. Daric looked around and told the others to stand down. This was his fight, he had to defeat him alone. Joran and Jina backed up. Naerion then decided to leave Daric to his fight and began looking for Sloads to kill.
With the Sloads all taken care of the undead forces couldn't maintain their numbers by resurrecting dead alliance forces. The Alliance were able to kill the undead with greater ease. It didn't take that long, only a few short hours, to kill all the undead left in the city. The Emperor, meanwhile, had been defeated by Daric and killed. All over the city the Breton troops put Daric's Septim flag up. They started cleaning up the city. The citizens that were locked in their houses had begun to come out and life slowly came back to the capital. The alliance forces set up camp outside the city, with only a few staying inside to keep order. When all the Legionnaires had returned to Cyrodiil Daric had most of the Alliance soldiers sent back home, to go maintain order in their own provinces. Naritin and the Nelthars returned to the Jerral Mountains, but Naerion was left behind to take the Nelthar seat on the Elder Council. A few Dreadguards remained behind as well to act as his bodyguards.
Naerion attended the Elder Council meeting along with the provincial leaders. The various province leaders arrived in the capital with their escorts. Daric had them all brought to the Elder Council Chamber. When he got there the other leaders were already there. Even the Camoran King that Naerio hypnotized was there. Daric said for them to get the matter at hand, bringing all the provinces back into the Empire. They needed everyone so they could maintain peace in Tamriel, which was the motive behind this meeting. The Argonian King, Azeez-Nassa, said that they didn't need the Empire. The Argonians would not be ruled by the Empire any longer. Daric said that he was right. This confused many of them. Azeez-Nassa asked what he meant.
Daric explained. He said that things were going to be different. Under his rule the Empire would not intervene in matters only concerning one province, unless requested by that province. They would maintain the peace and order between the Imperial Provinces but we would not impose their rule on them. Similar to how Morrowind had it in the 3rd Era. All the Provinces would have self-rule, only some Imperial laws would have to be followed by all, in order to maintain unity within the Empire, like the abolishment of slavery and such. Joran nodded slowly. Elva, Joran's wife, looked at Daric and asked who would enforce those laws, imperial soldiers. Joran looked at her, and they seemed to have a silent conversation with their eyes. Finally, Joran sighed and looked away. Jina continued to stare at Daric, before Joran patted her shoulder and she looked away. Daric said that each ruler and his people would enforce their own laws including the universal imperial laws. The universal laws wouldn't be anything like forced religion or anything like that, they would do basic things like the adoption of the Septim coin in all provinces. The Legions would maintain order and peace in Tamriel, having a headquarters in each of the provinces, but they would not interfere with the local governments. The Khajiiti Mane asked that even if he maintained this policy how would they know that one of his successors wouldn't turn out a tyrant like Augustus. The Breton said that in the treaty he would declare that if any Emperor broke even one of the terms, he would be unfit to rule and should be relinquished from command by any means necessary. The Empire was not meant to rule all of Tamriel with an iron fist. It was mean to maintain the peace and prosperity of the provinces. Bodean said that that was an admirable then but asked if they were meant to swear fealty to him. Daric nodded, saying that it would guaranty that they would follow the universal laws and his orders should he had to intervene in extreme circumstances. Each province would also have to donate a proportionate amount of troops to the Legions so the Empire could defend its territories. Azeez-Nassa said that they were just fighting the Imperials and now they were just supposed to pretend it didn't happen. Daric said that he didn't, but Augustus was gone. He would rule fairly and the autonomy that each province had would make sure that they didn't feel oppressed. The Orc King, Garzonk, asked what would happen to Orsinium. If he was going to be razed to the ground once again. Daric assured him that Orsinium would still be recognized as an official Imperial Province.
Jina spoke up. She asked what would happen if one of the leaders broke their oath. Daric said that if one of the leaders broke an Imperial Law, by invading another province or committing atrocities, then the Legion would be forced to step in. The Empire's purpose was to maintain peace and order on Tamriel, if one province or its leader threatened that peace the Empire would intervene. Daric then grabbed a scroll and opens it on the table. He said that it was the 2nd White-Gold Concordat. It detailed all the imperial laws and the other terms. Signing this would make them an Imperial Province, as for swearing fealty that was a formality for after his coronation. He handed it over to his cousin, the new High King of High Rock. High King Garth Lariat signed the Concordat. He then passed it over to Ulfric Stormcloak. Ulfric said that the Empire had brought peace and prosperity to Tamriel before, the 3rd Era was evidence of that, but Titus II was a weak ruler, and Augustus was too strong a ruler. He believed that Daric had the right amount of strength. Galmar behind him grunted in agreement. Ulfric signed the Concordat, and then passed it to High King Bodean Suda. The Redguard told Daric to keep his word and bring prosperous trade back to Hammerfell. He signed the Concordat, then passed it to King Celegorn. He signed without a word. His brother, Fargoth, gave him a strange look. Celegorn passed it to Joran.
Joran took the Concordat. He believed that with Daric's help, Tamriel would be stronger. He signed the Concordat, and passed it to the Altmer King Yanniss Mothril. Elva looked around the room, lingering a little bit on Celegorm and Naerion, and looking between the two. She agreed with her husband, but added that Daric needed the right people beside him to be a strong leader. Elva's eyes lingered on Daric for a split second, before laughing a small bit and whispering something to Joran. Joran glanced at her, stunned. Jina glanced over to the two of them, her eyes bitter and upset at something Elva had said. Jina looked back at the leaders. The Altmer said that this was the best thing for his people. He signed the Concordat, passing it to King Garzonk. Garzonk was impressed that Daric defeated Augustus in single combat and said that he had earned the respect of the Orcs. Since they had pledged to the Empire before and Orsinium was going to remain under Imperial protection, he agreed to sign it. He signs the Concordat, then passed it to Azeez-Nassa. Azeez-Nassa said that they didn't need Imperial rule. Daric said that he had more to lose by not signing than anyone else. Black Marsh was know for being economically stagnant, they would not survive forever as an independent province. Azeez-Nassa was adamant in his position, saying that the Argonians would make do on their own. Daric tried to reason with the Argonian, saying that the Empire would let them have self-rule as well as bring prosperous trade and guarante peace. Azeez-Nassa looked Daric straight in the eyes. He was about to say something but stopped himself. He accepted, reluctantly. He signed the Concordat. After that he passed it to the Mane. The Khajiit was very grateful that he was freed from the Imperial prison that Augustus had locked him in. His people had been pawns of the Thalmor and Augustus, this was going to help them in more ways that one. He accepted and signed the Concordat. He gave it back to Daric. The Breton was pleased. The Empire was back to its former self. He knew that there was still rebuilding and reestablishing order to take care of, but they are on the right path to secure Tamriel's future. He thanked them all for that. They had one more matter to discuss, the Elder Council. He had decided that each provincial ruler would get to nominate one person to a seat at the council. The Nelthars also had one seat, that meant 11 councilors. They would vote on a Chancellor to lead the Elder Council. But that was for later, for now he requested that you remain in the capital for a while longer. The preparations for his coronation were almost finished.
Before he left, Naerion spoke to Daric. He warned him that trying to please everyone would end badly for him. A few days later everything was ready for his coronation. The Throne Room was set for the coronation too, the guests were all there awaiting for the Daric to walk to the Ruby throne, where the Nine Priests of the Divines. The Talos priest was holding the crown in his hand. Daric started to walk down the red carpet towards the Ruby Throne. Naerion was watching from one of the corners of the throne room. Jina approached him and greeted him. He asked her why she was bothering him. She got upset and attracted the attention of a few nearby onlookers. He pointed out that she was making a scene and she blushed, quieting down. Daric walked to the Ruby Throne, the 9 High Priests awaited until he made it there. Then Daric kneeled in front of the High Priest of Talos. They all blessed him in the name of the 9 Divines, then the Talos priest placed the Ruby Crown on Daric's head. The priest said that he came as a Lariat, but now he'd rise in the name of the Nine Divines as a Septim, as Emperor of Tamriel. He beckoned the Emperor to rise and proclaimed him Darius Septim I. Naerion clapped. Darius and the High Priests started walking outside, followed by the guests from the coronation. They headed outside the White-Gold Tower where the citizens were outside. Darius waved at his subjects as he made his way to the Temple District. Jina asked Naerion when Nelthro would be back. He mentioned that at some point he'd return. The Emperor entered the Temple of the One with the High Priest of Talos and other select few important guests. He had the Dragonfire pedestal rebuilt next to the Martin Statue, it didn't serve any purpose now but all the Septim Emperors had lit the Dragonfires so he wanted to maintain the tradition. He lit it with a flames spell and the whole Temple became illuminated with the glow of the Dragonfire.
A couple days later, while Naerion was in the tavern, Jina ran into him. She greeted him. He asked her what she was doing there. It was then that Jina spotted someone in the tavern, watching them, and called for him. It was Nelthro Kanir. Naerion wondered when the old man got back. Jina walked over to Nelthro, Naerion stayed where he was with his drink. Naerion didn't catch their conversation but Jina soon left angrily. Naerion approached his ancestor and told him that he must have pissed her off. Nelthro said that he did it intentionally, so the girl didn't grow too attached to him. Naerion brushed him off, saying that he didn't care. He left the tavern and walked through the city. He spotted some familiar men atop a roof while he was walking through the city. It was one of the assassins that he had hired to kill the Bosmer Prince of Valenwood. He wondered why they were there, then he cursed when he realized that the Prince must have fled to the capital. Jina ran into him once more and asked him what was wrong. He told her it was none of her business. The assassin disappeared from his view. He ditched her and continued to walk, but not before mocking her. He missed doing that, there was little time to mock the Dunmer while working as a Elder Councilman. However, he figured that he would soon be out of a job. He stopped at the Arboretum and took a seat.
One of the assassins approached him and told him that they had failed to assassinate the Prince, and that he had made it to the White-Gold Tower. He said that soon the Emperor would learn of what had transpired in Valenwood. Naerion cursed, saying that if it weren't for him the Bosmers wouldn't even have joined the Stormcrown Alliance. He dismissed the assassin and continued to sit there, awaiting his fate. As he was sitting, he spotted Jina a distance away. He assumed that she had eavesdropped on his conversation with the assassin and stared at her, which prompted her to run away. He let her. At this point it didn't matter anymore, the Prince would meet the Emperor and tell him everything. He knew that the old man wouldn't let the Emperor arrest him, so he let Nelthro deal with the consequences of Naerion's actions. Guards soon entered the Arboretum and approached Naerion with caution, telling him that he was under arrest by orders of the Emperor. He was to wait trial and judgement. Naerion grinned under his helmet when he spotted the man behind the guards, his brother Naritin.
Naritin told them that a Nelthar could only receive judgement from the leader of their organization. The guards looked at Naritin, unsure of who he was. They told him that the arrest was ordered by Emperor Darius, Daric's new name, himself. They still had their weapons drawn. Naritin drew his scythe, ready to fight. He said that he would not allow it, even if the Emperor ordered it. The closest guard took a step back at the sight of the scythe. But he composed himself when his comrades stepped forward. They told the Nelthar that Councilor Naerion was coming with them. Another group of guards approached the scene. Naritin said that he had no choice then and began preparing a Death Magic spell. The eight guards spread out to surround the two Nelthars. Naritin walked closer to Naerion and cast his fog spell, making it surround the two of them. The group of guards had not fully surrounded the two men. They had their weapons drawn and were ready to attack.
Naritin shot a Death Bolt at the guards. The one at which Naritin thrown the bolt jumped to the side after his comrade warned him, the bolt passed inches from him. One of the guards charged Naritin with attempted assault on an Imperial guard. Another guard drew his bow, pointing it at Naritin. They gave him one last warning to stand down. Naerion takes off his mask and looked at the guard holding the bow. He told the guard to point the bow somewhere else and gestured at the other guards. He hypnotized the guard. The guard repeated what Naerion had said then pointed his bow at one of his comrades. The other guards asking him what he was doing. The guard with the bow shot his companion in the arm. The guard grunted and cursed his comrade. The other guards figured out that their friend was being controlled and two guards rushed in trying to restrain him while he tried shooting at them with his bow. Naritin made the fog spread out towards the guards, while they were occupied by their controlled comrade. The fog touched one of the guards and killed him almost instantaneously. The other guards gasped as their comrade died. They moved back and told each other not to let the fog envelop them. Two guards managed to subdue and restrain their friend that was being mind controlled.
The guards took a step back away from the fog. They asked each other if any of them had bows or knew any spells. One of the guards said that he knew fire magic. The guard captain ordered him to shoot at the Nelthars. The guard readied a spell, while another took the bow and arrows from the one that was being mind controlled. The captain said to wait for his signal. Naritin insulted the guards, said that fire magic wasn't strong enough to defeat him. The guards took another few steps back to remain away from the fog. The captain ordered his men to fire. The spellsword guard cast a firebolt while the other shot an arrow. Naerion cast a Fireball that consumed the firebolt at it continued towards the guards. Meanwhile, Naritin charged another spell. The guards jumped out of the way, one was burned by the fireball but it wasn't fatal. He however did pass out. The guard with the bow shot another arrow at Naerion. The two guards restraining their mind controlled comrade said that they couldn't fight while having to keep him pinned down. The guard captain ordered them to knock him out. The two guards hit the mind controlled guard in the head with the hilt of their swords. He was knocked out cold. Naerion and Naritin dodged the arrow, Naerion moved out of the way as Naritin cast Incinerate. The large fire spell moved towards the guards.
The spell got quite a few of the guards, 3 died instantaneously as the fire hit them. The others barely made it out with their lives as they tried to dodge the spell. Suddenly, a Lightning bolt was shot at Naritin. He turned around and saw Darius' Blade coming at them with another 10 guards. The 10 guards with him prepaired for a fight, 2 of them had bows and switched to range while the other 8 charged in at the enemy. One of the surviving guard from the original group warned them not to touch the fog. Naritin prepared to engage them but all his spells dissipated. He looked around and saw Nelthro Kanir. Nelthro said that this ended now. He told the guards to return to their post immediately, then turned to Naerion and said that he was under arrest. Caesar held his hand up, telling the guards to stand ready. He told Nelthro that the Emperor had ordered him to take Naerion into custody and that is what he intended to do. He then pointed at Naritin and said that he murdered 3 Imperial guards, so he was also going to be taken in. The guard captain corrected him, saying that he killed 4 guards. Caesar corrected his mistake and charged Naritin with four murders and assault on the remaining guards. That earned him a very large bounty.
Nelthro looked at Caesar. He said that it didn't matter and then opened a portal with his powers. He pushed Naerion into it and he disappeared. Naerion realized that he was in the Jerral Mountains hideout. Dragaurds were waiting for him when he arrived and they put him under house arrest. Naerion was exiled to the Nelthar lands in the Jerral Mountains by Emperor Darius. He could no longer leave them. This outraged Naerion, he knew that he was not going to stand being stuck there forever.
In the years following his exile to the Nelthar lands, Naerion grew incredibly bitter and angry. He had to commonly vent his anger by killing creatures that the Dreadguards brought up to the castle for him. Nelthro Kanir had to order the other Nelthars to avoid pissing him off, less he could snap at any moment. Furthermore, the relationship between Naerion and his brother Naritin Nelthar soured over the years.
- Naerion was born in 4E 202 according to Nelthar canon, However according to Burned-Mane canon he was born in 4E 190.
- Naerion is the only member of the Nelthar head family to become an Exul, or Exile.