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King Edward, Part I Chapter One: Departure from Daggerfall Long, long ago, when the world was in its springtime, before the Redguards came and the glorious Septim Empire was formed, but after the goblins had driven the dwarves out of Hammerfell, a son, Edward, was born to King Corcyr I of Daggerfall and his Queen, Aliera of Wayrest. 3E 391 Symmachus, husband to Barenziah, falls in the ArnesianWar. Before he was slain, he manages to send Barenziah and his two children to the Imperial City, into the protection of the Emperor Uriel Septim VII; unknowingly that the Emperor is not the real one. 3E 392 Greklith is born to Cameron and Akorithi, rulers of Sentinel. In the same year, Carolyna, Queen of Wayrest and wife of Eadwyre, dies. 3E 393 Lhotun is born to Cameron and Akorithi, rulers of Sentinel. 3E 394/3E 395 The Five Year War starts. Elswyer defeats Valenwood. The young boy lay drowsing in the palace orchard, high on a breezy hill overlooking the deep blue bay of Daggerfall. The constant autumn fog of Daggerfall had blown away for the nonce and the sky was a deep endless blue. Moments like this were rare for young Prince Edward; this afternoon was the result of days of scheming, for he craved solitude as the other nobles he knew craved companionship. Now his tutor believed him engaged in extra arms practice, the master of arms believed him to be chasing deer with the huntmaster, who thought he was studying Elvish. His father had no idea where he was and didn't care, being occupied with his young wife and their sons and other pleasures of noble life. "The war started with the so-called "Slaughter of Torval." The Khajiit claim that the Bosmer invaded the city without provocation and killed over a thousand citizens before being driven off by reinforcements from a nearby jungle tribe. The Bosmer claim that the attack was in retaliation for Khajiti bandits who were attacking wood caravans headed for Valenwood." - from Codus Callonus' MIXED UNIT TACTICS IN THE FIVE YEARS WAR, VOLUME ONE At the plop of an apple barely missing his head, he opened his pale grey eyes; there was a sweet rotten smell in his nostrils. He sighed and stared up into the blue. Why should things fall down instead of up? If you stared at the sky long enough you could feel as if you were falling into it his eyes glazed and the pupils grew huge as the dark-ringed irises dilated. He was weightless, drifting another apple fell, grazing his ear, and he thudded to earth, crying out as first his rump struck and then his head. A silvery laugh sounded. Edward sat up abruptly and stared around, jaw hanging slack. Source: A Brief History of the Empire, Dance In Fire, Mixed Unit Tactics in the Five Years War, Volume One. 3E 397 Shadowmage Skelos Undriel is on the run, with agents of the Battlemage Jagar Tharn in close pursuit. He flees from the center of the Tamrielic Empire to the Western Reach, where the borders of High Rock, Hammerfell and Skyrim meet. These three regions are engaged in a bitter conflict, The War of the Bend'r-mahk. Undriel manages to recruit a young adventurer to collect magical objects called Shadowkey and in turn to gather Star Teeth. With the help from Azra Nightwielder (the greatest of Shadowmages), the young adventurer manages to collect all the Star Teeth, destroys Tharn's underlings and defeats the daunting shadow power of Umbra'Keth. Source: The Story of Shadowkey, Shadowkey Books. 3E 398 On 29th of Sun's Dusk of this year, the Archbishop Calaxes dissapeared in the Imperial City. It is rumored that Lady Allena Benoch and the Imperial Guard assassinated him due to the advocation a full-scale rebellion to establish a theocracy over the Empire. Source: Lady Benoch's Words and Philosophy. 3E 399 A mysterious hero manages to go to eight obscured places in eight different provinces, and recovers eight pieces of the Staff of Chaos; with the help of the ghost of Ria Silmane (the former sorceress of the Empire), Queen Barenziah and King Eadwyre of Wayrest. The hero defeats Jagar Tharn in the final showdown in the Imperial Palace dungeon and releases Uriel Septim VII from the dimensional prison. The hero is later famous as the Eternal Champion, but the exact name of the champion is never recorded in any official letters. It is possible that the champion name is Talin, one of Uriel VII's bodyguards. This is the story of TES1: Arena. Two mounted men stood ten feet away, still as if they were carved from stone, regarding him intently. Princes are not easily intimidated, not even the gentle souled kind, but Edward had never seen or imagined anything like this pair. One had golden skin and eyes, was clad in white cloth trimmed with gold and rode a (Edward blinked. It is was still there) a unicorn! Beside the unicorn was a golden dragon, wings neatly folded. And on his back was a man clad in dark chain mail, a long sword at his side. He was bareheaded; his eyes glowed red in his dark face and his pointed ears "You're elves! What!" Source: The Real Barenziah (Daggerfall version), The Arena (TES1: Intro), The Famous Places of Tamriel. "He's a clever child." The dark elf's voice was sardonic. He spoke perfect Bretic, Edward noticed, his mind still working, although something seemed to have gone wrong with the rest of him. On the same year, Gortwog wins the Orsinium area after he defeated Lord Bowyn of Wayrest in a fair competition. This marks the start of the rise of Orcish race. From that moment on, he works hard for Orsinium to be accepted as one of the Tamriel Provinces. Source: How Orsinium Passed to the Orcs, The Story of Daggerfall, Pocket Guide to the Empire (1st Edition): The Wild Regions. 3E 400 Arthago, the Ill-fated first prince of Sentinel, Hammerfell, is sent to Castle Faalem. He was left there to die, to make a smoother way to the throne for his stronger brother Greklith. Lhotun (the official second prince of Sentinel) learns about the fate of his older brother from the mysterious Daggerfall hero. The name of this prince is Arthago. Source: The Story of Daggerfall: The Third Prince of Sentinel, Night Falls On Sentinel. "So it would seem. He did that mostly of himself. Remarkable for an untrained child. I merely helped him to concentrate." The high elf also spoke Bretic, but hesitantly and with a slight singing accent. Edward's tutor said that elves were incapable of human speech. In the same year in Vvardenfell, Morrowind, Kogoruhn is reoccupied by Dagoth Uthol and fortified as an advanced base for Sixth House operations. Blight storms become more frequent and widespread. Soul sickness spreads in regions close to Red Mountain. Source: Dagoth Ur's Plans. 3E 401 Nulfaga of Daggerfall, High Rock, finds the exact location of the Mantella, the heart of Numidium. At this time the Blades has managed to collect most of the Numidium pieces, even the Totem of Tiber Septim has already in their grasp. Nulfaga promises to tell the location to the Blades (The Emperor) if any of Daggerfall's holds would not be destroyed. The Emperor cannot accept this and then he sends a letter to the Lady Brisienna Magnessen, the sister of the Great Knight of the Blades, which has already infiltrated Daggerfall court; asking her to do anything necessary to get the location of the Mantella. Although, the letter is addressed to the Queen of Daggerfall, The Emperor knows that the letter would arrive in Lady Brisienna's hands first. However the courier is late due to the War of Betony. Although the letter is eventually delivered, but it arrives in different hands. Lady Brisienna never receives the letter. 3E 402 War of Betony begins. A war between Sentinel of Hammerfell and Daggerfall of High Rock. Lord Mogref of Betony Island for monetary reasons agrees to vassal himself and the rest of Betony to King Lysandus of Daggerfall. King Camaron of Sentinel objects. The war is unavoided. 3E 403 During the War of Betony, the Lord of Reich Gradkeep tries to facilitate the peace negotiation between two warring city-state. In the appointed day, King Lysandus of Daggerfall and King Camaron of Sentinel meet at the Palace of Reich Gradkeep for a truce. However this treaty is never to be. Daggerfall Priest Vanech considered the Betony to be a holy land of Kynareth; any attempt to give up the island is blasphemous for him. Vanech fakes the treaty, and this false treaty offends Lysandus. The room disrupts into chaos. King Camaron knows of Vanech's treachery, pursues and finally slays the priest. However, the chaos is too severe, a great riot breaks throughout the Reich Gradkeep capitol. The entire family of Reich Gradkeep is killed. The only surviving member of the ruling family of Reich Gradkeep is a sickly infant. So the councilors of the state choose Lord Auberon Flyte to rule the lordship in regency. The state is now known as Anticlere as his ancestral home. Edward's gaze shifted rapidly over the four beings in front of him, unable to find a comfortable resting place. He hoped briefly, fervently, that he was dreaming. His mind seethed with questions and demands, then quite suddenly his tongue came unstuck. "But I wasn't concentrating at all! My masters all say I'm incapable." Edward clamped his jaw down hard, suddenly realizing that it might be unwise to argue with beings such as these. The war continues and takes its climax in the Cryngaine Field. King Lysandus is slain in the field. Gothryd, son of King Lysandus, is crowned King of Daggerfall. Inspired with the new King's bravery the Daggerfall force fights with new determination. Lord Bridwell, the leader of the Knights of the Dragon, slays King Camaron. The Sentinel army retreat in disorder. Lord Oresme of Sentinel surrenders; he commits suicide in the way back to Sentinel. But the golden elf smiled broadly, showing perfect white teeth, "Exactly." He radiated such warm approval, that Edward felt his skin tingle pleasantly. It was a feeling that he'd only known with his long-gone mother. But the other elf's face was expressionless; the red eyes bored into Edward as if they would pierce his soul. "Peace was a difficult process for the cities and towns on both sides of the Iliac Bay. As part of the formal peace treaty, King Gothryd asked for the hand of Princess Aubk-i, only daughter of the late King Camaron and the Queen Regent Akorithi. The request was intended to restore friendship between the kingdoms, and it was partially successful though many in the royal court of Sentinel viewed the princess as more a prisoner of war than a bond to Daggerfall." - from Vulper Newgate's THE WAR OF BETONY "Moraelyn! You're Moraelyn! The witch-king!" He jumped to his feet and faced the dark elf. "You stole my mother! My father will kill you." Source: Vulper Newgate's The War of Betony, Fav'te's The War of Betony, The Story of Daggerfall. 3E 404 Gothryd marries Aubk-i. Aubk-i is now the Queen of Daggerfall. The letter from The Emperor Uriel Septim VII arrives to her hand. Confused of the contents of the letter, eventually she sells the letter to the highest bidder, King Gortworg of the Orsinium. Gortworg has no idea what the Mantella is; he consults the King of Worms of the Necromancer. The confidential information about Numidium is spread out. "I am. I did. Will he? Shall we call him and find out?" The dark elf straightened and his eyes glowed deeper. A tiny puff of steam escaped the dragon's nostrils. A glowing aura appeared around his companion. Edward knew he wasn't going to call the guard. Why should they be slaughtered? These two looked capable of anything. Quite suddenly he was no longer afraid. If they were here to hurt him, they'd have done it by now. But a feeling of impotent rage remained. They'd taken his mother. And now. The former King of Daggerfall, Lysandus, rises as ghost and with the army of specters and wraiths; he starts to haunt the streets of Daggerfall seeking for vengeance. The guards attempt to stop the haunting but eventually their souls soon join the unholy army. The popularity of King Gothryd decreases greatly as he cannot stop the undead army; the rumor says that King Gothryd killed his own father in the Battle of Cryngaine Field, so that now the deceased King Lysandus returns seeking for vengeance. 3E 405 A mysterious agent is sent by Uriel Septim VII to investigate the death of King Lysandus and to find the missing letter the Emperor sent to the Queen of Daggerfall.This is the beginning of the TES2: Daggerfall. Source: Daggerfall Intro. "Why are you here?" he demanded. Morgiah, the daughter of Queen Barenziah, tasks the agent of Uriel Septim VII to visit and deliver a letter to the King of Worms (Mannimarco) in his lair of Scourg Barrow, in exchange of an information of the Emperor's missing letter. Morgiah wants the King of Worms used his influence in the Firsthold's court, in order for Morgiah to marry the King of Firsthold. The agent succeeded, and Morgiah marries King Reman of the Firsthold. Source: The Story of Daggerfall. "Edward, will you come with us?" The high elf spoke. Hearing him was like hearing a harp, cool as a breeze, warm as a fireside. In the same year, in Camlorn (High Rock), Lord Strale, an Imperial Ambasador, proves that the brother of the late Duke of Camlorn himself, the Duke of Oloine (the current Duke), is the man behind the assassination of the late Duke of Camlorn. Lord Strale then arrests the royal family with the help of Lady Brisienna's nightblades. Princess Talara, the missing daughter of the late Duke of Camlorn takes the throne. She was disguised by her nursemaid as Jyllia Raze, Duke of Oloine's own daughter. Source: The Mystery of Princess Talara. The boy stood very still. He wanted very much to say yes, to his own amazement. He wanted to ask if he would see his mother, but instead: "My father..." he croaked. "Will miss you no doubt." The irony was back in Moraelyn's voice, a voice that make Edward think of icicles sparkling and dripping in winter sun. But there was a sort of hunger in his glowing eyes, a longing? His father wouldn't miss him and he knew it. Shame ran through the boy, but he looked up at the broad-shouldered elf defiantly. "Are you my father?" Edward had meant the question to match the elf's sarcasm, but his hand crept to his ear as if of itself. He wasn't anything like his short-tempered, hearty, red-haired father and Roane often said he had an elfin look. There was a heavy silence and Edward sensed that Moraelyn was taking the question at face value but that truth had nothing to do with what Moraelyn would say next. He would give the expedient answer. Still. "No." It came reluctantly. He might be lying, of course, but Edward felt a deep wave of relief. "Does my mother have other sons?" Suddenly Edward knew she did not and that the question would hurt the dark elf. And was glad. "Your mother might be dead, for all you know. Or care, it seems." The dark elf's narrow nostrils twitched as if Edward stank, and the lines around his mouth deepened. She was not dead. Edward would have known. The bitter injustice of Moraelyn's contempt stung. "Did she send you to me?" "Do you take me for an errand boy!" he snapped, and spoke to his companion: "Let us take him now and be gone; we may discuss it at leisure." The golden elf held up his hand, "Patience, my cousin." and, to Edward, "Well, youngling, will you come?" Dark tales were told of human children kidnapped by elves, who hungered for young humans "I don't know your name," Edward temporized. "Do you love your life here so much?" Edward looked at the palace in the distance, the banners floating lazily above the town below, the sparkling bay, the distant mountains. "I love Daggerfall." "Ah. And you shall return to hold it, Prince Edward. I, I'ric Harad Egun the ArchMagister, swear it to you." Moraelyn swung about, protesting sharply in Elvish. The dragon spat a bit of flame, but the unicorn did not move; its golden eyes regarded Edward steadily. "Unicorns do not abide any sort of falsity." The words floated through his mind in his mother's voice. "I'ric Harad Egun the ArchMagister, I will come with you." "You must ride with Moraelyn. The Lord Akatosh has consented to this--necessity. The elf made a sweeping gesture toward the dragon." He wasn't fit to touch a unicorn, of course. "Very well, then. I...I don't suppose I could bring my dog?" Where was he? Shag was always with him. Asleep in the grass! Shag, the ever-alert? Edward knelt to touch him. A heated discussion in Elvish ensued, during which the dragon scorched the grass. Moraelyn swung down and picked Shag up with distaste. "Very well, then, but I warn you that Akatosh is at the limit of his patience. Mount, then." "Lord Akatosh, I am most deeply obliged by your indulgence. If ever I may repay it." "You will," Moraelyn interrupted; he seized Edward by the belt and tossed him up onto the dragon. Edward settled himself between the dragon's neck and wings and the sleeping Shag was draped limply in front of him. "There isn't room for..." Edward began, and jerked in astonishment as the dragon shifted beneath him and grew larger. Much, much, much larger. Moraelyn vaulted up behind with a prodigious leap for one in armor. The unicorn jumped the nine foot wall, clearing it neatly. The dragon's great wings stretched; he crouched, then leapt into the air. His riders swayed wildly. The dark elf muttered something Edward couldn't understand in elvish and they steadied. The wings beat strongly and the dragon circled low over the Keep, gaining altitude slowly. People were running about now, shouting and pointing. Edward saw his old nurse and waved and shouted, "Goodbye! Goodbye! I'll be back sometime..." Arrows flew through the air as bowmen shot, while the nurse screamed and clutched at the arms of those nearest. King Corcyr ran naked onto the battlements, screaming and waving his fists. "Child of a demon, come back and I'll thrash you within an inch of your worthless life. Moraelyn, come down and fight, like the man you aren't." Moraelyn's loud laughter rang clear as temple bells, cascading over the Keep. He shouted, "Be glad I don't, little King of the Small Cock!" The dragon circled almost lazily and let out a huge gout of flame. Arrows clinked harmlessly off his golden scales. "I'm off to see my mother!" Edward screamed down, noting the upturned faces of his stepmother and her red-haired sons. Roane had a fur-trimmed robe clutched round her, but her long hair floated wildly. Four pairs of eyes fastened on him, not Moraelyn, glittering with fury and hatred. Edward stopped waving and clutched Shag tightly with both hands. Moraelyn's mail clad arm was securely about his waist. Edward slumped against him, feeling quite safe for the first time in a very long while. The bowmen had stopped shooting; most of them were looking at the royal family. The king danced with rage. The great dragon's wings beat harder now and they headed due south out over the water. "Aren't we going to Ebonheart?" the boy twisted round and looked up at Moraelyn. "Your mother awaits you at Firsthold in Sumurset, little Prince." "Why did you wait so long to fetch me?" "Querulous child, do you think dragons and unicorns do the bidding of elves or men? Your mother came to me full willing, but she could not bring you; you were too closely guarded by your father's men. Would you have had us lay waste your land to take you by force? She thought you would be safe and cared for and she was desperate. No, this was the dragon's plan." Of all the astonishing events of the afternoon, this was the most surprising: the notion that a dragon should take an interest in him, when not even his own family did. But, willing, the elf said, full willing! "You are the focus of large events, youngling. Your task is to prepare yourself to be a king; a king such as your people have never known. Our task is to aid you. Sleep now." Waves of sleep assaulted Edward's mind, one after another. "But..." he meant to ask Moraelyn about his mother, but the last wave was too big; it crashed right over him and he slipped into dark fireshot dreams. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------