[u]Oravos the Nerevarine[/u] 30th of the Second Seed King's Chamber, New Vivec Oravos stood by the window in his chamber, admiring the city as if it was his first time seeing it. The view of the city he had was captivating, which explains why his attention is fixed only on the sight before him. While Oravos was occupied with admiring the city, the doors of his chamber cracked open, letting a figure dressed in a red robe walk in. The robed figure soon stopped walking and knelt before Oravos. "My king, I bear a message from Lord Ildoryn, he has instructed me to deliver it to you... personally." The messenger says he lift the scroll upwards with both of his hands. Oravos remained still as he listened to the sounds that came from behind him. Unknown to the robed figure, Oravos was already prepared to toss a dagger towards his direction. If the messenger didn't speak any sooner, he would have had a dagger stuck between his eyes. After hearing that Ildoryn sent the robed figure, Oravos turned and walked towards the messenger that knelt before him. Oravos examined the scroll briefly, checking Ildoryn's seal before finally opening the scroll and reading it. [i] The Argonians attacked, just like you've predicted. I was in Tear when they attacked the city, and held there until the Armigers arrived. If not for their arrival, the Argonians would have trapped us inside the city and starved us out. I've deployed the Armigers along the eastern shores with the Sentinels as their captains. The mages are preparing the portals you've requested and the Order of the Inquisition had began purging the army of any possible defectors during this campaign. Everything is going as planned here, and once its done, I'll move to Mournhold, and mobilize the army there. Also, I've captured several Argonians during the siege, which I assume you can use for the building of the wall in Vvardenfell. The messenger will give you the key and location to where I've sent them, if you're interested. Just make sure to send someone you trust, it wouldn't be pleasant if the people knew that the king himself was breaking his own laws on slavery. Your friend and trusted servant Ildoryn Sarano [/i] After reading the message, Oravos' hands began to be engulfed with flames, burning the scroll which he was holding at that time. He then turns his attention to the messenger and motions him to stand up. As soon as the messenger is up, the messenger takes out a small piece of paper with a key on it, and hands it over to the king. "You're free to leave, tell the guards outside that I need a [i]filth[/i] to be dealt with... they'll know what to do." Oravos says while tucking the paper and key into his pockets. "As you wish muthsera." The messenger says in a monotonous tone before leaving the room. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [u]Telvanni Grand Councilor Neloth[/u] Molag Volen, Vvardenfell Molag Volen, once known as Dagoth Ur's lair, was the dwemeric stronghold situated on the Red Mountain. When the Nerevarine returned to Morrowind, Molag Volen was excavated out and turned into one of the secret strongholds of the Nerevarine. Lava filled most of the chambers of the place when it was opened, with some of the Sixth House artifacts still intact from when Oravos attacked the place. Though the people knew of its existence, none ventured to it, as cover up rumors spread by the agents of Oravos, claimed that the place was still infested by the blight of Dagoth Ur. The place was turned into a facility that lead to the magma chambers of the volcano it sat upon. The residents of the place are trusted servants of the Nerevarine, exploiting the riches of the volcano that terrorized the Dunmer for centuries. "I hope you find this place more pleasant than the Corprusarium." Neloth says to a person shrouded by the shadows of the pipes. "Its hotter in here, but I guess it doesn't reek of rotten flesh." Neloth added as he examined the blueprints that was scattered on the tables, all of them written in Dwemeris. "Reminds me of my old days in Arkngthand, though the ambiance here is more.. heavy." The person replies, while tinkering with a complex Dwemeric machine connected to a pipe that lead to the core of the volcano. "I know you have a lot of questions to ask me, but I must insist you save it until our work here is over." The person says before twisting a lever that sends a steam bursting through the pipe, into the the magma below. "Its like you've read my mind." says Neloth before watching the magma bubble from below the platform they were standing on. "I'm impressed that the Nerevarine persuaded you to do this.. after being absent for most of the events that happened in Morrowind, I never really expected that you still believed in him." Neloth adds while placing a Heart Stone in the middle of a molder before him. "In the past, he went to the Corprusarium to talk to me everyday, so I guess you can say he and I were close once. I owed him some favors for bringing me books and other things that kept me company inside that wretched place. I rarely had any intelligent visitors other than Fyr and his wives, so his company alone is gift which I'd gladly repay one day." The person says while watching the magma pour out of a vent on the wall, leaking into the molder. "When Oravos visited me in the Corprusarium two years earlier, he asked me this favor, which I declined at first." The person comments. "But when he told me about the impending invasion, I knew that your people wouldn't stand a chance, so I accepted. Besides, when I'm done with this, we'll be even." stated by the person before pulling a lever that lowers another molder on the one filled with magma. "Yagrum Bagarn the first and last Dwemer to fight the invaders from Akavir, I hope they write that on the books when this is over."