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 thought to myself. I ignited a flame in my hand. It burned brighter than usual. I took the mask off, then lit the flame again. It was back to its usual orange dimness. I looked to the mask, and thought about the being that wore it.
There had to be others...