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[ARCHIVED] The Elder Scrolls: Sanguine Prophecy (Ravnos, ippo, Motoharu)

Ravnos

Super-Earth
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Jan 20, 2020
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"Each event is preceded by Prophecy. But without the heroes, there is no Event."
- Zurin Arctus | The Underking


In the waning years of the Third Era of Tamriel, travelers from a distant realm were sent to our world, without explanation, to Nirn, ignorant of the role they would play in that world's history...
Cool, comfortable darkness and a distant calming yet ominous music filled the dreams of the three siblings. A low whisper broke the serenity of the experience, a rush of sound that started as a quite rustle and grew into a heavy gusting. The wind whipped off the skin and with it an ashen smell filled their nostrils. A dark burning, more than just smoke, but something rotten inside the dust, something cancerous and corrupted.

The darkness faded, replaced by a crimson billow of fog. The voluminous blanket dispersed into an alien landscape. The trio floated unaware of anything around them other than this red ash covered barren scenery. Rocky hills with dried up and dangerous looking vegetation drifted by. A depressing view of a place that had been wracked by some devastating apocalyptic event. Though the visuals may be harrowing, sleepy peace still floods their heads.

Then speaks the voice of a goddess. A woman saddened by the message she must pass on, though still hopeful that it will bring the youth some understanding. "You have been abducted through your dreams by an unknown assailant. Taken into our plane for some unknown purpose. I have done what I can to keep you safe, but the fiend who stole you is thwarting my abilities. I have placed you in custody of the Imperial Navy, a prisoner to be brought to the east into the land of Morrowind. The Dunmer are unwelcoming to outsiders, but fear not, for I am watchful. You have been chosen."

A crack of lightning interrupts the motherly voice and the scene before them fades from their view of the red ashen mountain. The world begins to rock as if they laid in a cradle that meant to ease them from the bad omens they had just endured. A rushing sound, like waves fills their ears and the creaking of wood breaks finally breaks them from their stupor.

The smell of brine and old pine fills their noses, along with an odor of leather and dusty fur. The trio awaken with little on them. Josh only in a loin cloth that barely acted to cover his modesty. Though the chill of being practically nude was some help to conceal what could have been hanging below. His sisters, Joanne and Jenny lay on either side of him, eyes blinking and as groggy as he was. Their attire was only slightly better. They each were in a loin cloth with clearly nothing to cover their bottoms but the two lose pieces of fabric. They could feel themselves exposed to the air. Their breasts were also covered by a similar garment that was wrapped just under their armpits with a single piece of fabric long enough to cover their nipples. Other than these scant garments, the three were practically nude.

Though the three felt groggy, they could remember going to sleep in their own bed last night. How they got here and dressed this way was completely unknown. They all remembered the dream, the woman speaking to them, explaining their predicament. Where they were did not feel like a dream in any sense.

They were on a boat, on the bottom deck in some storage room. Around them were barrels that smelled both salty and sweet, likely filled with provisions. They each laid upon a pile of animal skins, most with furs. They still had the musky smell of the beast, but it was cleaned and dried as not to be too offensive to the nose. Their bodies were sore from sleeping on such a lumpy and scratchy bed, as if they had been here for hours.

"Are you three okay?" Asked a graveled deep tone, though unthreatening. They shared the room with a man dressed similar to the brother. Though, it was generous to call this being a man. He had a dusky ashen blueblack skin tone. His one eye had red sclera, even deeper red iris with no visible pupil. His other eye was pure white and a scar across it evidence that it may be blinded. He had two long pointed ears that rose above his bald head. He looked fairly malnurished, but his muscles were taught and defined as if he spent his life training, or doing some grueling labor. His facial features were sharp, though depite his alien appearance he was still fairly appealing. "We've finally arrived in Morrowind, I am sure they will let us go. Stand up, I think the guard approaches soon."
 
Of course, Jo couldn't remember how she ended up in there, or the last thing she did before then. At first she thought the day finally came that she was kidnapped and sold into sexual slavery, given the smelly room, and rags for clothes, but Jenny and Josh were there, too. Did they get mixed up in whatever stupid shit she did? Which dick did she suck that led to this?

Then there was the blue man... 'Oh, I get it: I'm asleep. This is all just a weird, lucid dream... Or I dropped too much acid.'

Jo sat up, and rubbed her eyes clear of their grogginess. She read something about dreams and their meanings not long ago. There has to be something to interpret. "Morrowind, huh? What is this ship? Why are we on it?"
 
Jenny woke up in a daze. She was confused by that dream she had. She felt sore all over and wanted to lay in bed a little longer until she heard a voice she didn’t recognize. As she wondered what a Morrowind is she finally sat up and looked around. Seeing the horrific blue creature, she let out a high pitch scream.

Jenny saw her siblings and hugged Josh from behind in fear. “What are you? Don’t Hurt us!” Jenny yelled as she was trembling. She could not understand why she was in such a strange place, wearing such ugly rags, but at least she was with her siblings. She hoped they could protect her.
 
Josh was processing everything that was going on when the shrill shriek of his twins sister stunned him. It did however completely wake him up from his grogginess and other than his hearing, he was now fully experiencing everything clearly. Before he could say thing, both of his sister's spoke up. The idea that his sisters were with him in this strange place seemed to be both a blessing and a curse. He did not want to be alone in this unknown place, though he also didn't want any harm to befall his sisters. At least he knew they were, at the moment, both unharmed.

He got a good look at their strange acquaintance and something seemed to click in his head, he was some kind of dark elf. At least, from his experience with RPGs, he could describe this being in no other way. The man replied to his sister's and looked fairly apologetic, yet still unwavering in his tone, "Do not worry young ones, you are safe. This is an Imperial prison vessel that came from Cyrodiil. We have been exiled here and absolved of our crimes. All will be explained by the Imperials soon. For now, try to keep a level head and you should be safe."

Josh took in everything the man said, he didn't really understand half of it. They were prisoners, but being released. They would be safe if they kept calm. These simple facts were all that he could hold onto as the three heard footfalls on the deck above and soon legs were coming down the stairs on the opposite side of the deck.

A human man in what only could be described as medieval leather armor. He was Caucasian with brown well kept hair. He had a very attractive face and was well built. He must be some kind of guard or soldier. He also had a wooden club hanging on his belt.

He approached the cell they were in, unlocked the gate with a heavy key on his belt and walked inside. "We've docked and are ready to depart. Follow me, and no funny business. After you are processed, you'll be free to go. Give us any trouble and you'll be back in a cell. You three first." He pointed at the siblings each and waved them to follow above deck."
 
Jo cocked her head. Crimes? What cri--oh, well, plenty of crimes, actually. But were they really bad enough to land them all in a prison ship? If they were in a dream, then it might simply be a representation of her guilt coming to the fore. Did that explain why her siblings were there, though? And there was the bigger question: 'Is this really a dream, or real?'

Whatever it might be, Jo decided that going along with was the smart thing, so she stood up when the guard ordered them to, ready to follow him. She didn't seem embarrassed by her nudity--who hadn't seen her naked by then? "Is it ladies first, or will you lead the way?" she said to him, running her hands through her hair to make sure it was pigtailed.
 
Jenny was terrified by everything happening. She pinched herself to see if she was dreaming, but in her heart she knew she was not. She was too afraid of the strangers around her to speak, but looked deeply into her brother’s eyes while clinging on to him. She was too afraid to move until he did, but if he went up, she would cling onto his arm the whole way. The only way this could get worse is if they were separated.
 
Josh looked at both of his sisters and the guard. He took a deep breath before nodding at the guard and standing up, letting Jenny continue to cling to him. "We'll go with you."

"Just follow me, miss." He said polite and professional. The trio followed the guard down the lower deck, passed what looked like all cargo. Large crates, animal pelts and barrels placed fairly orderly.

The deck above was all crew quarters, hammocks made of rope and covered in linen, tables and chairs all nailed to the ground they could smell a bit of dried jerky and some weak alcohol coming from a set of stairs at the end of this deck which looked like it ended in a pantry. The ship was deserted except for the guard and the prisoners.

The final set of stairs the ascended ended in a hatch, which when the guard opened it, bright light and humid heat bathed them thickly. What they saw above was strange and spectacular. They were on the water in fairly steady, brownish green and briny smelling water. The ship had a single small sail and there were a few crates scattered around. The ship itself looked quite medieval and with the guards apparel and the memory of the dark elf below, things started to come together.

The landscape, at first glance looked like they arrived at some sort of set for a fantasy film, but everything was much more realistic. The dock and town attached were quite small considering the small fishing village they grew up in. Only a dozen or so buildings, no real roads or anything above a few stories tall. The only real tall buildings were a few guard towers that stood at the corners of the village and one right at the center of the town. Trees sprouted in and around the town making the place look even more primitive. What was quite unusual that made it feel like they weren't even on Earth, were the giant mushrooms, not quite as big as the trees, but taller than a person for sure.

Yet still, that wasn't even the most bizarre thing they could see. A deep howl, a reverberating call that caused their bones to vibrate emanated from a massive creature. It was a giant insect, more specifically, a giant flea-like thing. It was as big as a building and monstrously hideous. But even more strange was what was atop it. A small wooden platform was built on top of it with a canopy for shade. It was being used like some kind of beast of burden.

Jo stopped and stared at the thing. His eyes wide with both fear and awe. As he processed it, he seemed to be less afraid, but still very much in wonder of everything he was seeing.
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After a week of no posts and minimal communication, my two partners have abandoned this RP. This RP is now closed and fine for Mods to Archive.
 
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