LoadedGuns

Oathbreakers [Skyrim RP] [LoadedGuns & LetsFly]

Nestled by the crackling fire, Finrod reveled in the warmth that contrasted the chilly night air. The dancing flames cast flickering shadows on the log against which he leaned. He grabbed a bottle of Honningbrew Mead from his pack

Taking a thoughtful sip, Finrod couldn't help but let out an audible sigh of contentment. "There's something magical about the Honningbrew Mead." A twinkle in his eye reflecting the flickering flames.

Passing the mead bottle to Lyra, he gestured towards the expansive darkness beyond the fire's glow. "Feel that crispness in the air? It's as if the night itself is whispering secrets." There's a unique sense of safety – a haven amidst the vast wilderness in this place.

Finrod unsure of what to talk about, but wanting to break the silence between passing of the bottle, asking awkwardly "So Lyra, What kind of Mead do you enjoy most" What kind of mead do you enjoy? What kind of question was that... avoiding eye contact He takes another sip

Oathbreakers [Skyrim RP] [LoadedGuns & LetsFly]

I think I like this girl Finrod thought to himself, letting out a small chuckle. She is a curious one thats for sure... Finrod gathering enough wood to burn throughout the night while the duo slept, thinking to himself

I dont know if I can go back to the temple...I cant forgive myself... how can I expect anyone else to understand what Ive done Finrod lost in thoughts of the past Its all the reason I fled the Dominion in the first place... Finrod... feeling like he wants to tell Lyra the truth... that maybe she might understand... but then maybe not.. War is a terrible thing, and does terrible things to good people... How could someone who has never been to war understand this...? This is why I never let anyone get close...

The wind blowing a majestic breeze through the trees, Finrod returns to the camp with firewood. Setting the pile down neatly near the campfire, tossing a few pieces onto the almost spent embers from earlier. "This should be enough to last us the night, this way I wont have to spend all night awake using magic!" Finrod said with a chuckle, and smile.

Finrod sits down near the fire, with the colder night temperatures setting in. "Lyra..." Finrod with hesitation Dont open up you idiot! You dont know her at all! thinking to himself "nevermind... we should try to rest, regardless of what path we take tomorrow, I think we have a long road ahead of us..." I wanna know how she feels about the journey ahead... why she seems to trust me "I have some mead in my bag if you want some? I always loved a great mead, with a warm fire to wind down with"

Oathbreakers [Skyrim RP] [LoadedGuns & LetsFly]

Finrod listen to the options Lyra has laid out, thinking... I dont know what to do... Afraid of the truths that may come to light if he took her to the temple... We really should try to figure out where her vision was... which crpyt or dungeon was she seeing and why?

"I am not sure... It is a dangerous road to the Skyhaven Temple, I know that... and I feel its only half of the puzzle.. We need to learn what dungeon you were seeing, and where it is, its connected somehow.. It has to be... right?" What if she finds out the truth about the temple...

"I dont think we can ignore this... something... something inside me felt... off when you suggested it... I cant explain the feeling" Its almost like that force was yelling at me not to agree to option 3 Finrod thought to himself.

"You are right, we would never make it back tonight, Ill gather some more firewood for the night" Can I trust this girl? What are you thinking! Finrod becoming agitated with himself for allowing himself to trust someone he knows nothing about so easily... "Ill be back shortly with the wood... I would like to hear as much detail as you can remember about the dungeon you saw, maybe we can pinpoint the location?"

Oathbreakers [Skyrim RP] [LoadedGuns & LetsFly]

Finrod still lost in his own mind, thoughts racing...visions, memories, sounds, flying through his head, broken by the sound of Lyras voice, and then her laugh, Finrod with a slight smile in response to Lyras laugh, "The Blades... they are..." Finrod corrects himself "Were.. a group of fearless soldiers, sworn to protect the Emperor of Tamriel...The Skyhaven Temple was their base in Skyrim" Hesitating to continue...

Do I tell her everything?... I cant... "They... were no more after the Great War ended some 25 years ago..." "You spoke of strange symbols... they sound like it may be the symbols I saw as well... Carved into the stone in the temple..." Finrod hesitates to continue once more, the knowledge he has, is not known by many "If its what I think it is, its an ancient language, carved into stone blocks around many places in Skyrim..."

Finrod clears his throat, attempting to hide his scared nature of the situation... "The ruins you saw may very well be one of these ancient crypts where the language is carved... I heard a deep voice, that repeated the word 'Fated' I dont know what it means either..."

Are we meant to aid each other on these adventures? Its the only thing I can make of us both having similar... but different visions Finrod thought, afriad to say that out loud, not being used to relying on others. "We are safe here... the magic protects us" Not wanting to go into detail on the magic at work "So, if we are fated to work together... what is our next move...?" I wonder if they Greybeards can shed some light on the strange symbols... they are after all the last keepers of the ancient texts Finrod with a deep gaze into Lyras eyes, almost afraid of what her answer may be. And what is the story with this girl? Why her, why are we seemingly connected?

Oathbreakers [Skyrim RP] [LoadedGuns & LetsFly]

Watching Lyra attempt to use conjuration magic was quite a sight... I wonder if she would be open to me teaching her some magic Finrod thought, then a quick glimpse to the past, a vision of a High Elf standing guard over a group of Imperial Soldiers, Screams echoed, as the man, using destruction magic spit flames from his hands, killing the unarmed prisoners... Anger overtook Finrod, holding back tears, he clears his throat, hearing Lyras questions about the earlier events inside the Tavern.

Trying to hide the emotion from his visions from the war he replies, "I did... and I can not explain it..." thinking if he should tell Lyra everything or not, "I cant explain it... I just... I saw an image of The Blades... I saw a temple, It might have been the Sky Haven Temple..." His voice breaking, unable to hold back the tears from before, one slowly trickles down his face, attempting to hide it, he wipes it away. "I... I dont know why... but..." Hesitating I feel like we are connected somehow Finrod thinks without saying it outloud... Watching Lyra for any hint or gesture of her feelings towards the awkward situation...

I want to tell her everything... Finrod said, but he means his past, and not just of the visions they shared. But why... I dont know her... why do I trust her... Finrod looked towards the sky, as if looking for a devine sign of some kind. Lost in thought he keeps looking up, forgetting he has anyone with him, as he never brings anyone to this place. Tucked away just enough, but close to home...

What would she think if she knew of my past... the things I have done... the reasons I cant go home... Clearly emotional now, Finrod continues to look into the sky

Oathbreakers [Skyrim RP] [LoadedGuns & LetsFly]

Did she try healing me just then? So she knows some Restoration Magic?! Finrod thought, excited. Thinking back to the war, the last time he really used his magic at its fullest extent. Standing and continuing the short walk down to the camp site, Finrod sat down on a log near the rivers edge, motioning for Lyra to occupy the one next to him.

"I know what you did up the hill... thank you" Finrod said with a smile. "So a fellow member of the magic arts!?" He asked with an excited tone. Finrod then, using his destruction magic lights the small camp fire with a spell. Almost in an attempt to show off. Trying to avoid the conversation they both know is to come, Finrod normally has an answer for everything... so not knowing what or why the visions were, is eating away at him. Glancing back at Lyra with a smile, the warmth of the fire feels good with paired up with the cool evening breeze.

Oathbreakers [Skyrim RP] [LoadedGuns & LetsFly]

"Lets go!" Finrod said, with a playful smile! Quickly starting to climb the rock face, Finrod learned many things, good and bad during the Great War, and traversing complex terrain was certainly one of them, crossing through the mountains when the Dominion attack Burma near the end of the war. Remembering the sounds of battle, distracted Finrod, who slipped and fell a few feet, now embarrassed standing up quickly and beginning to climb once again. The Duo made the short climb, to the top, Idiot... You have made this climb 100s of times... and you slip now? wincing slightly and holding his left arm, "I just need a second to sit" Maybe she didnt think much of it "We are going just down there to the clearing" Finrod pointing down the gentle decline on the other side into the clearing, full of trees and bushes, river on one side, mountain face on the other, pure bliss and isolation, a small camp Finrod set up months back The river glistening in the coming moonlight This is the only place I trust to be alone

Oathbreakers [Skyrim RP] [LoadedGuns & LetsFly]

With Lyras reply, The duo kept heading across the bridge, I shouldn't dig so hard... stupid! I just cant bring myself to trust anyone...anymore... He thought to himself. Wanting to know more still about the young Elf, but afraid to ask more questions, Finrod continues in silence.

After crossing the bridge they come to a slight rock slope off the side of the road, the waterfalls in sight, The mighty roar of the water gushing over the falls drowns out the noise of the wilderness nearby. Why are you bringing her here... Finrod thinks to himself... feeling like hes not in control, he just knows this is where they must speak. "I...I am sorry for asking such personal questions Lyra.." He said with a remorseful tone. The sun starting to set behind the distant mountains creates an amazing glow in the air. "Ready for the climb?" He asks

Oathbreakers [Skyrim RP] [LoadedGuns & LetsFly]

"But...what?" Finrod prying for any sort of clue into this seemingly out of place Dark Elf... What is she hiding... and why? I suppose I cant be upset... considering She seems to be doing the same thing as I am He thinks to himself... The wind seeming to pick up nearing the river, the smell of the mountain flowers and water fills the air. So peaceful here

Lyra seemingly upset at his question, Finrod quickly tries to change the subject "We should keep going... we are close" Hoping Lyra will give him a little more information Finrod hesitates, waiting to see if Lyra answers or continues to walk with him Who in the world is this girl? What does she have to do with me?

Oathbreakers [Skyrim RP] [LoadedGuns & LetsFly]

Wouldn't you like to know? annoyed at the clear sign of deflection, Finrod ignored the reply, {i]What is she hiding?[/i] The unknowing... The sound of the wind blowing through the trees, added an ambiance to the natural beauty of the Whiterun wilderness, The sound of the Waterfall coming from the distance. I feel some sort of connection to this Elf... yet I dont know who she is.. Finrods mind races back to his past once more... or so he thought. Suddenly an overwhelming sense of comfort swallows Finrod.

A vision of the waterfall comes to mind, sitting as always, taking in the beauty around him, yet, he was not alone. Quickly Finrod snaps out of it, focused on the path ahead, the bridge nears. Once more he glances back to Lyra, still following, trying to figure out her motives, driving Finrod mad with questions, seeking answers he replies "Who wouldn't? Its not common for Elves to reside in Skyrim" A question Finrod has been asking time and time before... never telling the truth, a simple tale of exploration, and adventure is what he shares, but only he knows the dark truth that haunts his every moment...

Stopping for a moment before crossing the bridge, awaiting Lyras reply, Finrod turns and looks at her. Why does she trust me to follow me... why do I trust her? I need to get some answers...