"You wouldn't happen to be the Jarl would you?" Sneak peak · 1:16am Jan 27th, 2014
Jericho, Celestia, and Luna stared at the sky watching as the pitch black Dragon, Alduin, landed in front of them.
"Ahh..." He breathed, his breath smelling like rotten that made the two princess gag. "Dovahkiin... It's been to long since you banished me from Sovngarde." He said with a snarl.
"Alduin you know, as well as I and Paarthunax, that you had to be stopped." Pulling out Mehrune's Razor he wagged in front of Alduin, causing the World-Eater to flinch. "What's wrong Alduin? Sword cut your tongue?"
Aludin growled and razed his maw.
"YOL..."
Jericho had a wolfish grin and prepared his Shout.
"FO..."
"VEN GAR NOS!!"
Both Jericho and Alduin stopped their Thu'ums, to avoid the raging cyclone that had come between them.
"So, it seems both Alduin and the Dragonborn are here together... This will make my job so much easier..." A voice, that sounded all to familiar to Jericho called out. He and Alduin turned to see a lone figure standing on the hill top with blue, gold, and purple robes, along with a mask that seemed to be made out of pure gold.
Jericho felt two emotions flow through him, fear that he knew who this person was and for whatever reason, relief. Relief that his ancestor was still alive... for the most part.
But yet, despite his feelings one over-powered them all: Rage. and in the rage, he spoke the figures name.
"Miraak..."
