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@clever-dragon-heart
Welcome, traveler. Warm yourself by the fire.
// Look I couldn't let disability pride month end without dragging in my third and final Dragonborn.
Anyway, this is Hjördis Dragon-Heart, a Clever Woman and follower of Jhunal who honors the old totem gods. She has a very thick Nordic accent, and she uses a handmade wheelchair to get around, because she has chronic pain and fatigue. Despite this, she is a formidable opponent, and woe be to any who draw her ire.
[Where the first emergency Dragonborn reunion was held, everything seems to be tidier. In the open, some clearing has been made to accommodate the dragons, with a few roasted goats waiting for them; for everyone else, mortal or undead, chairs and benches are set around several tables, each one with a large water pitcher, glasses, some fruit, and... an assortment of objects, mostly colourful junk. Is it anyone's place to judge, when Squirrel put in most of the effort to begin with?]
[In the back, an upset, but apparently hungry Kruziikrel is already taking advantage of the offering, while his former priestess, Iizkest, uselessly tries to remind him to chew rather than down everything in one go. On the opposite side, beyond the gathering of settling familiar faces and a few new ones, Lurendil watches the sky anxiously, wondering if Odahviing has just decided not to answer the call. With a sigh, and as he delivers an unnecessarily harsh grab to Auri-El's bow on his lap, he decides to start regardless... not because he wants to, gods he is nervous anyone will notice anything odd with him, but by the criterion of being the first to have shown up today...]
Well, let's start already and tell everyone what we managed to accomplish.
Kruziikrel and I couldn't find Volsung: no matter what we tried, we didn't find any clue or track. I also... decided to check on Hevnoraak and Otar with Odahviing. They had both been killed before we arrived, we think... Faaskaalmir may have been the one to do it, so... maybe he can be taken away from the World Eater's influence, if his motives are his own.
But... [he lets go of the bow to fidget nervously with his bone rings, and looks at the sky, hoping to see the red figure once more.] ...Odahviing was... severely injured, and may need some time to recover. The World Eater is weakened in turn... because she chose to help Odahviing. Apparently, blows to the heart hurt the least for the World Eater, and that's all I have. Next group...?
[He lowers his head, shamefully.]
(Cut for length)
Those of us using portals, we can just meet back here. Come prepared and ready to kick ass. Potions, weapons, armour, spells, artifacts. Everything you've got.
@dragonborn-archmage
Will do. Anything else we need to discuss?
@nahfahlaar-golz-do-fin-duul
[Nahfahlaar doesn't say anything, letting the Dovahkiine lead the discussion.]
@aren-ofkynesgrove
"It seems pretty straight forward to me. When we are ready, I am ready."
@nytheris-of-cyrodiil
I think if we think too long on it, we will get bogged down by indecision.
Just pack your most important items and meet again to take one of the ways to Sovngarde.
@kayla-dovahkiin
Kayla nods in agreement with the plan to ready up as quick as can be for wherever fight may greet them where they’re all stationed.
“We’ll both be ready quickly, I wish you all good luck.”
@child-of-ash-and-smoke
"Same to you."
@paarty-snax
*Paarthurnax would nod.*
I shall await your call, Dovakiine.
*He would take a few steps back as to not knock anyone over with the force of him flying before taking off to head back to High Hrothgar.*
@snow-hunter-wing
[While Lurendil stays where he is by Odahviing's side, and Squirrel suddenly leaves the space in a rush, Iizkest breaks her composed stance to approach Kruziikrel, and waits for his neck to lower.]
I will be arming myself in Whiterun, if anyone would like to accept the offer of hospitality. We will be back when it is time to leave.
⏳OMGIB⌛ we're going there FR I can't believe it 🤯🤯🤯
[She climbs on the dragon, and they wait to see if anyone else will join them.]
@the-hero-of-madness
I'm going to be with Martin until it's time to leave.
"I will be in the plains surrounding Whiterun. Do not worry about telling me when it is time to leave; the runes will let me know."
[Where the first emergency Dragonborn reunion was held, everything seems to be tidier. In the open, some clearing has been made to accommodate the dragons, with a few roasted goats waiting for them; for everyone else, mortal or undead, chairs and benches are set around several tables, each one with a large water pitcher, glasses, some fruit, and... an assortment of objects, mostly colourful junk. Is it anyone's place to judge, when Squirrel put in most of the effort to begin with?]
[In the back, an upset, but apparently hungry Kruziikrel is already taking advantage of the offering, while his former priestess, Iizkest, uselessly tries to remind him to chew rather than down everything in one go. On the opposite side, beyond the gathering of settling familiar faces and a few new ones, Lurendil watches the sky anxiously, wondering if Odahviing has just decided not to answer the call. With a sigh, and as he delivers an unnecessarily harsh grab to Auri-El's bow on his lap, he decides to start regardless... not because he wants to, gods he is nervous anyone will notice anything odd with him, but by the criterion of being the first to have shown up today...]
Well, let's start already and tell everyone what we managed to accomplish.
Kruziikrel and I couldn't find Volsung: no matter what we tried, we didn't find any clue or track. I also... decided to check on Hevnoraak and Otar with Odahviing. They had both been killed before we arrived, we think... Faaskaalmir may have been the one to do it, so... maybe he can be taken away from the World Eater's influence, if his motives are his own.
But... [he lets go of the bow to fidget nervously with his bone rings, and looks at the sky, hoping to see the red figure once more.] ...Odahviing was... severely injured, and may need some time to recover. The World Eater is weakened in turn... because she chose to help Odahviing. Apparently, blows to the heart hurt the least for the World Eater, and that's all I have. Next group...?
[He lowers his head, shamefully.]
Kayla and I made it to Forelhost but were accosted by a Dragon Priest named Suleyk. He managed to get to Rahgot first, getting him to flee to... who knows where. We managed to kill Suleyk but the whereabouts of Rahgot are unknown to us.
@kayla-dovahkiin
“This is true, though maybe we can find some sort of clue as to where he scurried off to? I don’t know much on Rahgot but if anyone else does, maybe we can think up somewhere he’d find acceptable to flee off to.”
(Severine and Ezio looked at each other before Severine spoke up.)
"Well, apparently when we were fighting Zahkriisos, Rahgot came to her aid and they pulled some septim romance novel shit and agreed to help us in the fight."
"Yeah, they're staying at the Hjaalmarch house for now. We also took care of Dukaan and Ahzidal. The latter was a major asshole, screaming racist shit at Nyrthur and at Severine."
(Nirithur has still some burn marks from the fight the healing spell couldn't heal yet.)
It's... Nirithur.
But yes, he tried to grand-stand about our races and the "Night of Tears". Ultimately, his arrogance was his downfall.
@child-of-ash-and-smoke
Everything went great for Odahviing and I...
Some things came up for me- family things- so I uh- don't really have much to report back on...
@snow-hunter-wing
*Dust would be swept up slightly into the air as Paarthurnax landed. It had been a while since he had felt other than stone or snow beneath his claws. He would address those gathered.*
Krosis. My apologies for being late. I hope I have not missed anything of importance.
@snow-hunter-wing
[Behind the old Dovah, follows Odahviing. His flight, usually fast and precise, had been a little lopsided and insecure, as he lands just afterward. He doesn't have visible wounds left, but he is visibly fatigued and immediately points his snout at the food.]
Probably just updates... that we'll hear later anyway...
[He looks at Crow, whose words he somewhat heard, and puffs in confirmation, then avoids their gaze. Is he still a source of discomfort and fear for her...?]
@displaced-priest-of-akatosh
Welcome, you two.
(Meows of greeting)
:3
Sorry for bringing a child here. Uh...
There was a magical accident and now Fork is a... Some kind of Khajiit.
Anyway, Charlie and I went to Skuldafn to confront Nahkriin.
Sadly, after defeating him Alduin revived him and took him somewhere else.
@the-hero-of-madness
[Charlie had been absent, up until a portal opened up and they stumbled through, as if pushed. Notably, they looked... not great, and were now swearing up a storm. Sheogorath pokes Their head out through the portal and waves to all the gathered dragons and Dragonborn.]
Hey, stepkids! And Marty! Charlie just went through... uh... a lot, so be niceys to them or I'll pluck out your eyes. Byeeeeee!
[Sheogorath and the portal both disappear. After Charlie gives a few more muttered swears, they limp over to Martin, leaning heavily on their cane. One of their fingers is notably missing.]
Sorry I'm late. Malacath is a fucking bastard. Whatever Martin just said is correct. Next person go.
Varyn side eyes Charlie while they begin speaking quietly with Martin, before clearing his throat and beginning, raising his voice. "Eivine and I took care of Vokun. He shouldn't be a problem."
Eivine merely nods. She is not going to bother trying to communicate.
A portal opens, and a red-haired Nord in a wheelchair emerges. She smiles at all that were gathered, and speaks in a heavy Nordic accent. "Greetings. The runes spoke of a meeting with dragons and dragonborn. I am the latter, and am here to offer my help."
@dragonborn-archmage
Morgan had folded her arms over her chest, her head slightly lowered from shame. She had dreaded this meeting.
Morokei got away. Alduin was there as well. The colleagues I had brought they erm... they died during the confrontation and I was... a bit overwhelmed. Eivine helped me out of there luckily.
@nahfahlaar-golz-do-fin-duul
[Nahfahlaar lands not far from Eivine. As he wasn't an active part of any fights, there wasn't a lot for him to add.]
Next time, Dovahkin, victory will come. The sonak and Alduin won't last another confrontation.
@vahlok-the-jailer-official
Well, on my end......I heard Miraak has been trying to get Damhán to switch sides. Seems he's not a fan of the Cult either......if I had to guess, he joined out of desire for revenge. He might be a valuable ally if he's convinced (Vahlok wonders if he should say more. Probably not.)
@aren-ofkynesgrove
Aren didn't like being in large crowds, but this? Alduin, it was worth it. More than that it was good to see Odahviing and Paarthurnax again, even if they weren't her versions of her friends.
She let out a sigh. "I think it goes without saying that Alduin is going to have trouble this time. Instead of one dragonborn and the First Tongues, he now has several dragons and a multitude of dragonborn to deal with. But we do need to know where he is at and what he is doing at this moment. Do we have any ideas to find out any information we can?"
@briarheart-dovahkiin
*Ren would lean back in his chair, folding his arms. He hadn't even really known there were other Dragonborns until he had visited Paarthurnax on a whim and been told about all this. Like the old dragon, he preferred to live in solitude and didn'tget much information.*
Unfortunately, I don't think I can be much help in that reguard. I've only recently been told about all of this.
@miscellaneous-people-of-tes
[Lurendil sighs, and looks at the new faces for a while... is that Altmer near the child a new face? He doesn't remember her from last time, yet... he shakes his head. He should focus on the task at hand, only see how Odahviing is doing after... he doesn't want to be in the spotlight right now. Too many people staring, prying his secret...]
I am hopeful that dragon priest can be reasoned with, but that still leaves us with Morokei and Nahkriin. And whoever her allies are... he wouldn't have started a war without any, would he?
Because the World Eater must be recovering, he must be in Sovngarde, maybe. I don't... know more than that.
[He looks at Nytheris, as if to push her to say something instead. She was the one who called the first meeting, wasn't she? She can drive the attention away from him. He already stands up, and walks in Odahviing's direction either way.]
Probably Sovngarde.
He believes it to be his property, after all.
@kayla-dovahkiin
“Sovngarde no doubt, Alduin has few dovah allies so if he were to be camping out somewhere in Skyrim he would likely be found by the other dov. Does this mean we all need to get to Sovngarde somehow then?”
@severine-livincus
"I guess so. But how are we going to get there?"
"Hmmmmm good question. We only have so many dragons."
"Yeah............................." Vahlok sighed.
(adding Vahlok here for simplicity's sake)
@child-of-ash-and-smoke
"I'm not going." Crow muttered, barely audible.
@paarty-snax
It would be wise for a few to stay back in the event of Alduin's allies attacking Keizaal whilst the rest of you are in Sovngarde.
In the meantime I can see about trying to convince Damhan to assist us. I might have a little more luck than Miraak being a reachman myself.
@snow-hunter-wing
[Odahviing, who has settled to lay on the ground (as far as possible from Kruziikrel, with a few glares of suspicion toward Nahfahlaar and his rivalling red scales, and looking at the new Dragonborn to remember what he can about them), interrupts his meal when he sees Crow's lips moving. He didn't hear clearly, but he's sure of what they said.]
You did enough and need rest, Dovahkiin, it's fair and Paarthurnax is right [he says lower to Crow, then, after a sigh and louder for the rest:] I also... think I can't make the journey, Dovahkiinne. My head and wings hurt, I don't know how long it will take for me to get better, and while I don't think the Firstborn would want to harm me...
[His tail curls around his legs. He is ashamed of what he's about to say, but while he's close to Paarthurnax and the ally who dared call Alduin for his sake, he feels as safe as he could be to speak his mind.]
I don't know if her allies would respect that, and I don't want to be weakened around any of you. Most of you would take my soul, even if you don't want to, and that's not a risk I want to take.
[Kruziikrel stops trying to accidentally choke on the food to look at Odahviing for a few moments, surprised and a little confused.]
⏳OMGIB⌛ that's WEIRD to hear 🫠🫠🫠 but NP I'm like ✨official 🛩️👩✈️ pilot✨ already, and I can bring like, 💪💪💪 three Joorre at once? 🧍🏼🧍🏿♂️🧍🏽♀️ Four if I go slower? 🧍🏽♂️👩🏻🦽➡️🧍🏾🧍🏿♀️
🤯🤯🤯 GASP wait isn't ✨💁♀️✨ third best girl Morgan ✨💁♀️✨ besties with Tsun? 👀👀👀 Can't he portal some of you too? 🐻❄️🪄
[Lurendil's hands find Odahviing's side as soon as he mentions his pain, and he barely manages to restrain a wince at the admission of fear. He leans a little stronger on the Dovah, trying to be a comforting presence, and says nothing, expecting the others will respect his fear. He also listens to the eccentric dragon, pondering, until...]
[Iizkest, relieved of her anti-choking hazard duties, takes a step forward toward the gathered Dragonborn. She has been eyeing Nytheris, and especially Nirithur a lot; when she speaks, with her shoulders squared and her hands clasped behind her back, she starts by looking at him some more.]
I am no Dragonborn, but I used to be a Sonaak, and, though for different reasons, the cult failed me like it failed Damhán. Either Vahlok or I may be useful if Skuldafn has been changed, and if the remaining dragon priests were to attack. I may also join those trying to reassure Damhán and his Clan, unless more specific locations to guard are found for those who will stay behind.
[While worried objections (and accusations of wanting to "duel the ex") are immediately mumbled by Kruziikrel to his former priestess, Squirrel has barely listened to a word of anything said so far. She can't wait for this meeting to be over to hear more from her Lord, and nuzzle both Crow and Varyn; but she focuses just enough to cast a mildly effective healing spell on Charlie's back, hoping it will help relieve some of the strain.]
@the-hero-of-madness
[Charlie gives Squirrel a grateful smile before turning to the gathered crowd.]
I can provide portals to Sovngarde, too. I'm pretty good at getting into places I shouldn't be able to get into. Wouldn't be the first time I've visited Aetherius unannounced.
"The runes will guide us to Alduin. He cannot hide from Jhunal's eye. I can track him, so long as I am on the same plane of existence. I can also play a supportive role in the battle."
[Where the first emergency Dragonborn reunion was held, everything seems to be tidier. In the open, some clearing has been made to accommodate the dragons, with a few roasted goats waiting for them; for everyone else, mortal or undead, chairs and benches are set around several tables, each one with a large water pitcher, glasses, some fruit, and... an assortment of objects, mostly colourful junk. Is it anyone's place to judge, when Squirrel put in most of the effort to begin with?]
[In the back, an upset, but apparently hungry Kruziikrel is already taking advantage of the offering, while his former priestess, Iizkest, uselessly tries to remind him to chew rather than down everything in one go. On the opposite side, beyond the gathering of settling familiar faces and a few new ones, Lurendil watches the sky anxiously, wondering if Odahviing has just decided not to answer the call. With a sigh, and as he delivers an unnecessarily harsh grab to Auri-El's bow on his lap, he decides to start regardless... not because he wants to, gods he is nervous anyone will notice anything odd with him, but by the criterion of being the first to have shown up today...]
Well, let's start already and tell everyone what we managed to accomplish.
Kruziikrel and I couldn't find Volsung: no matter what we tried, we didn't find any clue or track. I also... decided to check on Hevnoraak and Otar with Odahviing. They had both been killed before we arrived, we think... Faaskaalmir may have been the one to do it, so... maybe he can be taken away from the World Eater's influence, if his motives are his own.
But... [he lets go of the bow to fidget nervously with his bone rings, and looks at the sky, hoping to see the red figure once more.] ...Odahviing was... severely injured, and may need some time to recover. The World Eater is weakened in turn... because she chose to help Odahviing. Apparently, blows to the heart hurt the least for the World Eater, and that's all I have. Next group...?
[He lowers his head, shamefully.]
Kayla and I made it to Forelhost but were accosted by a Dragon Priest named Suleyk. He managed to get to Rahgot first, getting him to flee to... who knows where. We managed to kill Suleyk but the whereabouts of Rahgot are unknown to us.
@kayla-dovahkiin
“This is true, though maybe we can find some sort of clue as to where he scurried off to? I don’t know much on Rahgot but if anyone else does, maybe we can think up somewhere he’d find acceptable to flee off to.”
(Severine and Ezio looked at each other before Severine spoke up.)
"Well, apparently when we were fighting Zahkriisos, Rahgot came to her aid and they pulled some septim romance novel shit and agreed to help us in the fight."
"Yeah, they're staying at the Hjaalmarch house for now. We also took care of Dukaan and Ahzidal. The latter was a major asshole, screaming racist shit at Nyrthur and at Severine."
(Nirithur has still some burn marks from the fight the healing spell couldn't heal yet.)
It's... Nirithur.
But yes, he tried to grand-stand about our races and the "Night of Tears". Ultimately, his arrogance was his downfall.
@child-of-ash-and-smoke
Everything went great for Odahviing and I...
Some things came up for me- family things- so I uh- don't really have much to report back on...
@snow-hunter-wing
*Dust would be swept up slightly into the air as Paarthurnax landed. It had been a while since he had felt other than stone or snow beneath his claws. He would address those gathered.*
Krosis. My apologies for being late. I hope I have not missed anything of importance.
@snow-hunter-wing
[Behind the old Dovah, follows Odahviing. His flight, usually fast and precise, had been a little lopsided and insecure, as he lands just afterward. He doesn't have visible wounds left, but he is visibly fatigued and immediately points his snout at the food.]
Probably just updates... that we'll hear later anyway...
[He looks at Crow, whose words he somewhat heard, and puffs in confirmation, then avoids their gaze. Is he still a source of discomfort and fear for her...?]
@displaced-priest-of-akatosh
Welcome, you two.
(Meows of greeting)
:3
Sorry for bringing a child here. Uh...
There was a magical accident and now Fork is a... Some kind of Khajiit.
Anyway, Charlie and I went to Skuldafn to confront Nahkriin.
Sadly, after defeating him Alduin revived him and took him somewhere else.
@the-hero-of-madness
[Charlie had been absent, up until a portal opened up and they stumbled through, as if pushed. Notably, they looked... not great, and were now swearing up a storm. Sheogorath pokes Their head out through the portal and waves to all the gathered dragons and Dragonborn.]
Hey, stepkids! And Marty! Charlie just went through... uh... a lot, so be niceys to them or I'll pluck out your eyes. Byeeeeee!
[Sheogorath and the portal both disappear. After Charlie gives a few more muttered swears, they limp over to Martin, leaning heavily on their cane. One of their fingers is notably missing.]
Sorry I'm late. Malacath is a fucking bastard. Whatever Martin just said is correct. Next person go.
Varyn side eyes Charlie while they begin speaking quietly with Martin, before clearing his throat and beginning, raising his voice. "Eivine and I took care of Vokun. He shouldn't be a problem."
Eivine merely nods. She is not going to bother trying to communicate.
A portal opens, and a red-haired Nord in a wheelchair emerges. She smiles at all that were gathered, and speaks in a heavy Nordic accent. "Greetings. The runes spoke of a meeting with dragons and dragonborn. I am the latter, and am here to offer my help."
@dragonborn-archmage
"Oh! Oh!! This one has never heard of 'Jhunal'. Can you tell her who that is?"
( @zealformayhem )
Jhunal is the god of runes, knowledge, and wisdom. He is the patron of the clever craft, what you might know as wizardry. The Imperials tried to water him down, calling him Julianos. But I follow the Old Ways, and honor him as Jhunal.
"Runes! Woah, that's the only magic this one can do. Maybe she should pray to your god more often!" Rampage exclaimed, clearly excited by the revelation. "Thank you for telling me, clever-wizard-lady!"
[She smiles.]
You're welcome. I am Hjördis Dragon-Heart, by the way. What is your name?
"He has many names, but most are ones that were given to him as gifts. He goes by the name Rampage, as that is a name he earned for himself!"
A good name, one that inspires strength. I honor you for that.
"This one likes the name Hjördis too!"
Thank you, Rampage. I appreciate that.
"Oh! Oh!! This one has never heard of 'Jhunal'. Can you tell her who that is?"
( @zealformayhem )
Jhunal is the god of runes, knowledge, and wisdom. He is the patron of the clever craft, what you might know as wizardry. The Imperials tried to water him down, calling him Julianos. But I follow the Old Ways, and honor him as Jhunal.
"Runes! Woah, that's the only magic this one can do. Maybe she should pray to your god more often!" Rampage exclaimed, clearly excited by the revelation. "Thank you for telling me, clever-wizard-lady!"
[She smiles.]
You're welcome. I am Hjördis Dragon-Heart, by the way. What is your name?
"He has many names, but most are ones that were given to him as gifts. He goes by the name Rampage, as that is a name he earned for himself!"
A good name, one that inspires strength. I honor you for that.
"Oh! Oh!! This one has never heard of 'Jhunal'. Can you tell her who that is?"
( @zealformayhem )
Jhunal is the god of runes, knowledge, and wisdom. He is the patron of the clever craft, what you might know as wizardry. The Imperials tried to water him down, calling him Julianos. But I follow the Old Ways, and honor him as Jhunal.
"Runes! Woah, that's the only magic this one can do. Maybe she should pray to your god more often!" Rampage exclaimed, clearly excited by the revelation. "Thank you for telling me, clever-wizard-lady!"
[She smiles.]
You're welcome. I am Hjördis Dragon-Heart, by the way. What is your name?
UwU OwO
May Jhunal light your path, strange one.
"Oh! Oh!! This one has never heard of 'Jhunal'. Can you tell her who that is?"
( @zealformayhem )
Jhunal is the god of runes, knowledge, and wisdom. He is the patron of the clever craft, what you might know as wizardry. The Imperials tried to water him down, calling him Julianos. But I follow the Old Ways, and honor him as Jhunal.
"Hey! I saw youre moving chair and thought it was awsome! I was wondering if you made it yourself?" Nurcie asked the stranger curiously.
@nurcie-selaethyl
I did, yes. I am pretty good with making things.
"Thats amazing! I'm a bit of a smith myself but I've never made wheels. Are you willing to teach for some coin?" She asked her with a smile.
[She returns the smile.]
I am always willing to teach to anyone willing to learn.
She perks up even more."Wonderful! When should I show up to start?" She asked her.
Sunrise would be best, so that we have the light of day to guide our eyes.
She nodded. "Perfect, that's a wonderful Idea. I'll be back then with suppiles." She told her.
May Jhunal light your path.
"Hey! I saw youre moving chair and thought it was awsome! I was wondering if you made it yourself?" Nurcie asked the stranger curiously.
@nurcie-selaethyl
I did, yes. I am pretty good with making things.
"Thats amazing! I'm a bit of a smith myself but I've never made wheels. Are you willing to teach for some coin?" She asked her with a smile.
[She returns the smile.]
I am always willing to teach to anyone willing to learn.
She perks up even more."Wonderful! When should I show up to start?" She asked her.
Sunrise would be best, so that we have the light of day to guide our eyes.
"Hey! I saw youre moving chair and thought it was awsome! I was wondering if you made it yourself?" Nurcie asked the stranger curiously.
@nurcie-selaethyl
I did, yes. I am pretty good with making things.
"Thats amazing! I'm a bit of a smith myself but I've never made wheels. Are you willing to teach for some coin?" She asked her with a smile.
[She returns the smile.]
I am always willing to teach to anyone willing to learn.
"Hey! I saw youre moving chair and thought it was awsome! I was wondering if you made it yourself?" Nurcie asked the stranger curiously.
@nurcie-selaethyl
I did, yes. I am pretty good with making things.
