The Great Plague: Prologue

• Posted by Puppet Man July 3, 2015 - 1,236 views

  Prologue

  Calvus awoke drenched in his own sweat as he had just suffered from an awful nightmare, he saw people in the streets dying and pained because of The Great Plague. Calvus made his way downstairs were he found his dying father still awake. "Father I had the dream again but it was different it was like I was actually there everyone was dying and there was nothing I could do."

  "Fear not my child you have a destiny to fulfill I believe you will defeat this threat,"

  "But how, father, I am but one man there is no way I could stop a Daedric Prince by myself."

  "Come closer my son, you must seek out five allies who will aid you in the trying times ahead; first you must find the Brynjar the Fearless..."

  "The Dragonborn!?"

  "Yes, he has the soul of a hero. Then you will find a spellsword named Theranis Meric in Solitude, next on the list is Sigrid Kjansen you will find her in Winterhold, after this you will find a ranger, in the city of Anvil, by the name of Verro Silver and finally seek out the Redguard Cirroc Epinard, he will most likely be somewhere in the great Alik'r desert of Hammerfell." The life began to fade from Calvus' father's body and then there was silence. Calvus knew that this day would come he geared up with his holy mace and divine shield he set out, on his horse Whitestrake, for Markarth to find Brynjar the Fearless and recruit him for the ever-looming battle. 

  Calvus was halfway to Markarth when he was stopped by a trader who wanted Calvus to follow him, Calvus tried to refuse but to no avail he followed the trader to a small encampment then suddenly Calvus was knocked unconscious. His eyes opened slowly he quickly scanned his surroundings; he was tied down to some kind of altar, a dozen forsworn warriors surrounded him and there was a big ugly Hagraven staring him in the face. He had read about Hagravens making sacrifices for various reasons and he knew he had to get free and end this. Calvus wriggled and felt one of his bindings come loose now was the time to strike, he gave one almighty pull and his bindings broke, he was quick to retrieve his mace and shield which he used to butcher the Hagraven. Calvus turned to see the forsworn now drawing their weapons and shouting for his head, they charged at Calvus who blocked their attacks and dealt many blows with his mace to quickly dispatch the small forsworn force and send the remaining fleeing into the wilderness.

  

  Calvus got on Whitestrake and got back on his way to Markarth the ride was beautiful as the sun was shining, the colours of the trees were golden and maroon and there was a white raven gliding through the air. Calvus soon arrived at the Markarth stables where he got off Whitestrake and entered the huge bronzed doors into Markarth. Calvus decided the best place to start looking would be the tavern and so he entered the Silver-Blood Inn and, to his relief, he spotted Brynjar the Fearless straight away. Calvus approached the Dragonborn...