Nianire's Nightmare - SomberMist swirls around my feet,I can not scream.I can not speak.A voice calls "Are you alright?"But he is out of touch,And out of sight.Coldness creeping upon my skin.Longing for your presence, where inI can find comfort a little longer,Before returning to this world so somber.
For the Love of the Dead - Chapter 9In Winterhold, Nianire took refuge at the College. It was large and beautiful, and she wished she'd come here back when she could have belonged. Instead of getting mixed up with Astrid.Sitting in the Arcaneum, she looked up from a copy of The Lunar Lorkhan to see the newly appointed Archmage speaking with his advisor, Nelacar."The man had clearly gone insane. He was paranoid that I was trying to sabotage his work when I had actually helped." the Nord said."Slifjar, many mages are paranoid, and for good reason. But I do not think that makes him mad.""But you've never met him. He surely was...""And I do not plan to. I am most content spending my time here with you."Slifjar blushed lightly and gazed at his trusted friend.xxxSeeing the couple's interactions made Nianire's heart ache with jealousy. She wished to return to Cicero's side, but he hated her now. How could she possibly change that and right what she had done?"A gift is usually what people use to settle fights,
For the Love of the Dead - Chapter 8Cicero returned to Falkreath, and instructed Nianire to stay in Dawnstar. "Cicero cannot risk harm befalling the precious Listener." he'd said.Several ghosts patrolled the halls, but most did not pay her any mind. One of them asked her if she'd heard the tale of Mathiew Bellamont, and she told him that she hadn't."Kill a boy's mother, and vengeance festers in the son." He said. Nianire thought it was a very short and unsatisfying story.Growing bored, Nianire found an old and tattered journal on a table next to a set of motley. Flipping through the pages, it appeared to be a record kept by a Dark Brotherhood assassin from several years ago living in Cheydinhal. What was it doing in Skyrim?"Something about the Purification. The Dark Brotherhood losing power. A brother who had lost home and heart" she was startled by the author's poetry, but read on, giggling when he said he left the corpse of the Grand Champion to the bears."Everything is falling apart. They're losing hold
For the Love of the Dead - Chapter 7In the dark, Nianire sat at the table in the mage's lab, working furiously away. She hadn't moved or eaten in days. Her vision was growing blurry, but she refused to stop, and her hands were covered in small cuts due to carelessness. She vaguely remembered other members attempting to speak to her, but she'd ignored them. She was so close to completing this spell, and soon everything would be put right."Finally" she whispered, engrossed in her notes. "This should be it."When she cast the magicka in her hand, something went horribly wrong that she did not expect. A terrifying scream filled the Sanctuary, and she held her face as she tumbled backwards to the floor. She couldn't stop screaming, her eyes were burning."Huh?" "What was that?" "What now?" "Sister?"She breathed deeply and clenched her teeth. Those voices... didn't sound close at all...Light steps ran up the stairs to her, but each one sounded like a crack of thunder."Nianire, what is wrong?" She felt strong hands p
For the Love of the Dead - Chapter 6Far to the North, just outside of Dawnstar lay what remained of the Dwemer city known as Mzinchaleft. Many ancient ruins could be found throughout Skyrim, but all of them had long since fallen into disrepair and the hospitable ones were inhabited with bandits.As Nianire crept through, the few bandits that she met proved no trouble, but it was not bandits she was worried to come across. She had heard rumors, of what lay deep within the ruins, and wondered whether they were true.She found Maluril sitting behind his desk, writing until he collapsed and joined the bandits in the void. Curious, Nianire looked over his journal to find that he was a refugee. He had been on the run from someone in Bruma and had hired the bandits outside to protect him. Nianire shivered, wondering who he'd been running from, and how they'd contacted the Dark Brotherhood."Or maybe he was one of us" she thought "No, that's ridiculous, but if I mess things up with Astrid, will I end up like him? Hidi