OCC: In order to speed the story, I am posting for you guys a little bit. Not so much that it makes you sound weird, but Since the last post took a long time, I need to speed up the progression.
As I shook off the thought, I knew that Celduin had a similar plan for revenge in mind. I held him back from pouncing into action. "Mairah, Thoron, go to the front, and draw the attention. We are getting our gear." I released Celduin's shoulder, and dropped to the floor. In similar paces, we sprinted to the wall. I boosted him over, and he pulled me up. Over the wall we were. I heard a roar from the front as Mairah turned. Perfect timing I thought. I ran toward the single Thalmor guarding the forge house. Strangling him as Celduin blindly changed to his gear. I felt the familiar warmth of my bow, and gear. The bow glowed deeply as I approached. I touched it and power surged through me. My health and strength better than ever. I was me again.
I was geared up when me and Celduin crouched to be unseen. "I know you want them dead, but we must lure them ou-" I trailed off as it became too quiet. I looked to the middle building threw the brush we were crouched behind. Empty. I couldn't hear Mairah or Thoron either. I turned to a blade to my throat, and looked at Celduin, who was already tied up.
We were bound and in the opening of the embassy. Surrounded by guards. He approached. His sent angered me. I stood up, pulling the guards holding me forward, then forcing me back down. "Isn't this a pleasant surprise!" he said walking toward me. "The Undying Wolf himself. A legend. Thought to be dead long ago." He shot a look to Celduin. I looked at him suspiciously. "So, he doesn't know?" he asked him. "Ooooh. This should be entertaining." He walked passed me then to Mairah. "Mairah, darling," he said, "looking beautiful as ever!" I snarled at him. "If you want to kill me Amarith, Do It already!" He stopped in his tracks, and stood in front of me. And took his mask off. "No," he said, kneeling close to me, "I'll leave that to the one who was assigned the duty!" He looked towards Celduin. I glared at him. And I remembered, a thought plucked from my Insanity.
After my escape from Valenwood. After my running from the arena. On my way to the North in the late 3rd era. I was chased by Legates, Aldmeri, and Septimists alike. I was always running. Before I had to face them. The army. Led by a "legendary general" and his men. I had not remembered his face because of the insane fog, until now. Celduin. Legate Shadowspire at the time. I remember the battle. Days of me slaughtering his men. Fighting as the insanity fueled me. Until they stopped me. Put me in shackles, and prepared to kill me. Shadowspire walked towards me, "Lyron Dryearmitore, of Silvenar. You are wanted for crimes against the Empire and are ordered to execution by the Emperor himself." He walked around me and read a list of crimes that had likely been forged by the Septimists. "The most substantial reason for your head, is the murders you have made." He finished reading, and stood behind me. He pushed me over a rock, "Rikkay, the ax." I looked around one final time. Noticing the Septimists weaved in between the the legion. I knew what was going to happen. "Go on, kill him!" Amarith called out. Celduin raised the axe, and swung down. I pulled away, and placed my shackles underneath his ax. I disarmed Celduin, and knocked him out with the base of the axe. I grabbed my weapons and hastily escaped the exacution. Heading for the Imperial city once again.
My head fell to my chest. And Amarith's laughs filled the air. "Lyron, it was before I knew-" he called before I cut him off, "SILENCE LEGATE!" The force of Kynareth speaking through me. I was angered, but it wasn't me speaking. It was her. She stood me up, and broke the shackles off my wrists with no problem. Amarith was silenced as he commanded Thalmor and Septimists to put me down. She killed them all before they got close. "AMARITH NIN! YOU ARE WANTED BY THE COUNCIL OF TYRAHEAL FOR COMITING CRIMES AGAINST KYNARETH HERSELF. YOU WILL ANSWER FOR YOUR CRIMES BY THE BLADE OF MY SWORD!" Then I gained control. I hit him in the face, and dropped him to the ground. I unsheathed Forest Whisper from her sheathe, and put it to his shoulder. "You betrayed the Sangartii!" I said cutting his left arm off. "You betrayed those who loved you!" I yelled cutting his other arm off. I took out 2 arrows and stabbed them into both of what was left of his arms. "Worst of all, you betrayed me!" He screamed as I moved the arrows around in his stumps. I unraveled the rope dart attached to my hip. I stood back. I swung it around and gained some speed, and stuck it into his abdomen multiple times. "You will remember the slaves you killed, who you had me kill!" I said continually whipping him. "Remember the ones I loved! The ones you killed!" I said, wrapping the rope up, and placing it on my hip. "You will remember, and regret." I said in his ear, as in one smooth motion, I unsheathed my sword and took off his head. I knelt down, and looked at the sky. I screamed. I looked at the ground. Then at his head. His mask. I stood up and picked up the mask. Dark and petrified. My trophy. I looked around at the remaining Thalmor, and Septimists. I grinned. I pulled 3 throwing knives from my wrist guards, and threw them at my comrades shackles. I picked up the dark shard that lay in the pool of Amarith's blood. Threw it at Celduin. "I know why you did it. I forgive you," I said nodding to him, as I walked calmly out of the Embassy, leaving the rest of them for Mairah, Thoron and Celduin. It was hours as I sat by myself, sharpening my blades. They then returned. Celduin sat next to me. "I watched your friend get murdered. Rikkay," I said looking at him, "Hadvar. He was the one. I know how much you want his head." I looked to the stars in the clear sky. "My past is gone Celduin. It used to fuel me. Anger, insanity, and lust for blood. All that fuels me now is my future. The one Kynareth shows me." I looked at Mairah behind me, curled up in Falathiel's fur, across from the fire I had made hours before. Thoron across from her, knelt down, chewing on some meat. I looked back at Celduin. "I am no longer bound by the promise I had made for revenge," he looked at the ground. "I can see you still wish for it. It is a thirst unquenchable by any other means. You will get your chance." I patted his shoulder, and walked to Mairah. I layed next to her and enjoyed her warmth. Falling into the first deep sleep I have had in over an era.