Nahkriin X

aka A fire, rekindled.

  • I live in Gaila, a land of mystery cloaked in entropy and ecstasy.
  • I was born on April 1
  • My occupation is to protect any and everything from the reigning powers that be.
  • I am So ahead of myself, I got tomorrow's posts yesterday.
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    The Hunt - Volsung

    February 4, 2015 by Nahkriin X

    I was serious now. No screwing around. There were obviously more than 5 of these masks, and they must've known each other before they got iced. After wandering around the Volskygge area, I felt a terrible presence atop the dungeon. I figured that there was only one way up there; but after looking closely at a dirt beaten path, I was wrong. I followed the path and unsheathed my Dawrven Sword. If it was what I think it is, then I'll be ready to take its mask.

    Atop the ruin, I saw a strange wall with etchings on it. It was probably the Dragon Alphabet, but that didn't mean anything to me. It's not like I'm the Dragonborn or anything. I examined the stone wall a little longer when I felt a cold wind on the nape of my neck. It phased past my hoo…

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    The Hunt - Morokei

    December 2, 2014 by Nahkriin X

    It had been three weeks since I had obtained Krosis. It sits upon my endtable in my house, but Nahkriin stayed on my person. It had to. There may or may not be a connection between all of those masks.

    In my journey to Winterhold's College, I was approached by Savos Aren, its Arch-Mage. He asked of me to either show some magical prowess, or leave. I did him one better. Pulling out Nahkriin, I explained to him that I could in fact use magic, but not very well without the mask.

    "So there are others," he said to me. "I have a task for you." He pulled a giant object from his inventory and handed it to me. "Open the Labrynthian. In there is an old enemy that I need you to...get rid of."

    "What's in it for me?" I asked him. "I suppose that you've nev…

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    The Hunt - Krosis

    November 19, 2014 by Nahkriin X

    Alduin was dead. Tsun and I saw to that ourselves. He taught me the Thu'um to go back to Tamriel and I used it.

    The next thing I knew, I was back home in Whiterun, but I wasn't done with my quest. Skyrim had a civil war to win, the Stormcloaks were counting on me. Winterhold has a college that I need to get back to. Lydia wants children. Not until I get Hearthfire. And a black warrior stood at the Town Gate, but every time I get a good glimpse of him, he's gone. A whisper carries a sound on the wind, always hissing "Eighty, Boy. Eighty.".

    Walking into my home, I recognized two things: One was that Lydia was not there. Another was that the Dwarven sword I mounted on the wall was also gone.

    "Damn it," I said to myself, and went out the way I ca…

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    The Hunt

    November 18, 2014 by Nahkriin X

    It all started when I went to the portal to Sovngarde. A being flew above my head, carrying a staff and sporting a mysterious mask. He shot fireballs at a rapid pace, and was hard to kill. Getting through him would be my only way to Sovngarde to kill Alduin.

    But I wasn't thinking about Alduin while I was fighting the being. I wanted its mask.

    After a deadly battle, I seized its mask and staff, and portalled into Sovngarde. Through the space-time continuum, I inspected the ornament. It was grey, with stylish etchings, but it was impossible to see through. What kind of person could have worn this? I put it on and could surprisingly see in it. Not only that, but a relaxing feeling worked itself through my veins. This could only be magical, I tho…

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