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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

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"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...

Oathbreakers [Skyrim RP] [LoadedGuns & LetsFly]

Why her... Why me... what was that strange vision, Finrods mind racing with thoughts, as Lyra followed behind, the duo headed towards the cities gates. Am I sure I can trust her?...

As the pair exited the city and down the path, Finrods mind started to replay the images he had seen just before... What do they Blades have to do with anything?... Finrod recounting his knowledge that the Blades once resided in the Skyhaven Temple in western Skyrim... But what were the strange symbols? I think I have seen words similar before...but where?

Finrod is questioning everything at this moment, most of all, his unexplainable sense to want to trust Lyra, which causes him to want to trust her less at the same time... Still yet, he is going to bring her to his serene retreat... As they continue down the road south east of the city, Finrod decides to try to break the silence and unending tension between the duo.

"So... Lyra, what brought you to Whiterun?" He asked hoping for some sense of clue as to her appearance and then their seemingly shared vision.

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Finrod, confused, almost angry with the situation, because he cant explain the want to follow Lyra outside, despite his lack of trust of others... stands up and follows her outside. Still conflicted over his feelings on the situation, his guard is down, his awareness of his surroundings is nonexistent. Finrod feels almost like hes being pulled to follow Lyra by an unseen, unknown force.

Once outside, the cool air kind of snaps Finrod back to some sense of reality. He motions for Lyra to follow him around the side of the Inn, near the eastern wall. He still cant shake the feeling that something is off, and the distrust of those around him is fueled more so then ever.

"I know a place..." he speaks softly, "Care for a short walk outside the city...?" he asks, unsure if this is the right idea, there is only one place Finrod knows he feels isolation, solace, and tranquility... and he has never told anyone before... Awaiting Lyras reply hes locked into her eyes, watching for any sign of foul play, trickery, anything that could explain what just transpired between the two of them...

Oathbreakers [Skyrim RP] [LoadedGuns & LetsFly]

Sitting back on the bench, Mead in hand, Lyra in his sight, mind racing with fear, concern, and pure curiosity... wondering if she had experienced the same thing as he did...

as Lyra asked what Finrod made of all that, it confirmed his thoughts that perhaps something happened to her too... He felt a strange feeling of trust... but he didnt want too... Finrod had grown used to the loneliness that comes from trusting nobody... he has been this way since the Great War, yet, for some strange reason he wants to tell Lyra everything... the vision hes sure they both just shared, the visions and flashbacks he has from his past, the things hes done during the war, about his home, and family... but why... why her...? Why anybody at this point, after going so long with never letting anyone get too close...

Finrod thought for a moment if he should give in to his desire to be honest with Lyra or not... was this some kind of trick or test? Taking a sip of mead, he cleared his throat and said "Then you did see something too?" "I... I dont really know how to explain it" He did, to an extent, but feared being open with someone else still... reluctant to give too many details he continues "It felt sort of like a weird dream...?" a very short pause as he locked eyes with Lyras Red Eyes, feeling overwhelmed with emotion, his voice starting to break slightly, he speaks once more "What did you see..? The room fell silent, as if frozen in time, awaiting her reply...