Fate/Elder Scrolls: Chapter 1, War Rises

  • Every sixty years without fail the ritual known as the Holy Grail War, or Heaven's Feel begins in Tamriel. A war so small in scale that technically speaking only 14 people are supposed to participate and yet one that has the potential to be more destructive than any Civil War or Alliance War, or Akavari Invasion. The Holy Grail War, is without a doubt a war that only the most ruthless, cunning or powerful people can even hope of surviving, let alone winning. Thousands of people have died because of this war, some were simply in the way of a battle, others were sacrificed to power massive, powerful spells that tore entire towns from the ground, and... well without fail at least eleven participants of each war had died.

     

    What could be worth all of this suffering? What is worth the death of thousands of people? For each participant, the answer would differ slightly, but the truth of the matter is that they seek is the ability to be granted a single wish. It can be anything, maybe something as (relatively) simple as a chance at a new life, unlimited power, perhaps the ability to simply trancsend mortality and become a True Immortal. Truly nothing is possible with the magic that has been weaved around the Holy Grail War, nothing at all.

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    Lilia was nervous, no, that isn't even close to explaining the sheer emotion that she was feeling at that point in time. Lilia was beyond nervous and her mood was completely linked to the three blood red symbols that had appeared on her hand. Together the three shapes resembled that of an axe. One of the rules she had always lived by, is that any time a clearly magical but completely unknown symbol appears anywhere near you (let alone actually appearing on her body) is a time that it is one-hundred percent acceptable to begin freaking out. It wasn't Daedric or Dwarven in nature, nor were there any signs of it being Ayelid or even Falmeric in nature, no in fact it seemed like a completely alien symbol to her that made as much sense as that one time she stumbled across a ruin that seemed to be half Dwemer/half Ayelid in nature (and the magic inscriptions that she saw in that particular ruin were confusing to all scholars). There were few places in the world that had masters in any known Ancient or Magical Script, and even fewer within High Rock. Well, what's the worst that could happen?

     

    That, naturally, was the moment that the first of her alarms triggered, a field set up around her home that alerted her to any unknown mages approaching her tower.

     

    "Heh, of course...not only do I have strange symbols appearing on my body, but now strange people showing up unannounced. Heh, heheh." anyone seeing the petite Breton at this point would've shuddered at the madness that seemed to permeate her very being at that moment.

     

    "Ahem, my apologies for breaking through your alarms. But is this the home of one...Lilia Marich, Mage of the Wind? I have a crucially important message to deliver that is primarily linked to the Command Seals that have just appeared on your hand." A calm and measured voice broke off Lilia's ramblings, and a quick glance outside allowed her to see the man that had come to her door. He was garbed in a hooded monk's robes, just a plain set with no real designation of who it was that he worshipped. Everything about the man screamed 'plain' and 'ordinary' but the magical power that Lilia felt coming from the strange priest were a confirmation that this was indeed a member of the Temple, a powerful one at that.

     

    "I shall be down shortly Priest, do know that if you dare try anything against me here, my defences will kill you painfully" Lilia's cheerful response was followed by the sounds of dozens of locks, more than a few small explosions and quiet mutterings before the door to the massive tower was opened.

     

    "So, Priest. What are these marks and why have they appeared on me so suddenly?"

     

    "Those marks are Command Seals as I mentioned before, and are a sign that you have been chosen to participate in the Heaven's Feel ritual, or the Holy Grail War as it's more commonly known. Seven Masters receive those marks and are meant to summon a servant that falls under one of the seven classes, Archer, Assassin, Berserker, Caster, Lancer, Saber or Rider. From there, well it's mostly up to you, but the battlefield for this Grail War will be the city of Whiterun in Skyrim, and there you must compete in a glorious battle to win the Holy Grail. I assume you have some knowledge stored in this tower, and can otherwise research it on your own, but that is the basics of the War, and the reason that I am here... Are there any questions miss Lilia?"

     

    "Ah, no that will do nicely Priest. The Holy Grail War is already happening is it, well I suppose that it is time for me to try reaching The Root. Thank you for coming Priest, but I shall not need your services any longer."

     

    The final words of Lilia were followed by the door slamming shut in the face of the priest, and the sounds of footsteps ascending the tower.

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    Lilia finished painting the circle, a combination of quicksilver shavings, her own blood and a healthy amount of chalk to create the magically rich paint needed to channel her Magicka through.

     

    “Fill. Fill. Fill. Fill. Fill. Let each be turned over five times and be broken asunder each time. Let silver and steel be the essence. Let stone and the archduke of contracts be the foundation. Let my great master _____ be the ancestor. I shall declare here. Your body shall serve under mine, my fate shall be with your sword. Here is my oath. I am the one who will become all the good of the wold, I am the one who shall defeat all the evils of the world. You seven heavens, clad in three words of power. Come forth from the ring of restraint, Protector of the Balance.”

     

    With a shout Lilia’s chant finished, the power of her words ran rampant through the air and the hum of…some greater power, something near unimaginable was thrust through from nowhere into the centre of the circle. And with that power came a flash of vibrant blue and a wave of pure magic. It rode through the library, scattering loose parchments around as if a powerful wind swept through the room. Lilia’s feet were forced back by sheer instinct at the feeling of power coming from within the circle. The only light remaining after a minute was what came off the enchanted candles that had been placed around the summoning circle.

     

    “By the honour of my axe, I ask of you a single question. Are you my master little miss?” The bellowing voice of the revealed giant echoed throughout the room, shaking the small windows as the ground itself began to shake.

     

    Everything about the man was giant. His arms were easily thrice as large as Lilia’s (though to be fair that’s barely anything to brag about) and he stood well over two feet taller than the tiny Breton. His face was nearly completely covered with beard and hair, which grew down to his chest and neck respectively. Simply put, he was the opposite of Lilia in every way.

     

    “Yes, I Lilia Marich declare myself your master great Servant Rider.”

     

    “None of that great Servant shit Little Miss, just call me Mr. M if you want to call me anything. Afterall, we’re eh, siblings in arms now. Fighters who together shall defeat all our enemies, slay anything that gets in our way and do all we can to reach the Holy Grail.” The boisterous call of the giant servant lingered for a long time, neither Master or Servant visually reacting to it, and neither speaking up after it.

     

    “Ah. Well you are hardly wrong Mr. M, our goals appear to be similar and so I shall defer to you on this matter. Siblings in arms you say, well then that is what we shall be, fighting together against all odds. Fighting together to win!”

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    Flashes of gold blurred in front of Rider's eyes, moving at a speed that was almost impossible for him to pick up, and yet he lashed out against any attack that he could see with his axe, failing time and time again to bury it in the form that was peppering him with attacks. His opponent was a…woman, yes certainly not a hero with elven blood in her veins but nonetheless she was a surprisingly quick foe. Nothing about the woman’s clothing betrayed who it could be, and all Rider knew for sure was that his enemy wasn't anywhere near as strong as he was. Rider's massive leap backwards shattered the ground and allowed for some distance between the two, and with no foe in direct line of its attacks, the enemy Servant stopped moving as the much taller person began to speak.

     

    "Haha, excellent, it has been far too long since I fought an enemy as skilled as you Servant. The name is Morihaus, summoned under the class Rider in this Holy Grail War. May I ask your name warrior?”

     

    “Names are unimportant in this war. You may call me Assassin if you must name me.”

     

    “Oh? An Assassin class servant that fights in the open, a surprise. Your ability with that lance isn’t something that I’d expect, and the power behind your strikes has been getting fiercer and fier.. Ah, I see, so you can copy a notable skill that your opponent has and must have fought Lancer already. That is an interesting skill Assassin, consider me truly impressed.”

     

    The smaller servant was silent before suddenly rushing forward and delivering a flurry of attacks with the simple golden spear that she held. Each strike was aimed precisely at a weak point on Rider’s body. His eyes, neck, the small gaps in his armour that allowed his arms and legs to move in the heavy armour, all were targets that the Assassin masterfully exploited to kill or cripple the massive warrior. The subtle shifts of Rider’s body were enough to divert each blow, moving just enough to cause the attacks to crash off the man’s massive frame and doing little to nothing against the heavily played man. Rider’s response was a series of brutal attacks with his axe, forcing the more agile servant backwards with each swing before the spear was ripped out of Assassin’s hand by a particularly strong swipe and thrown across the clearing they were in.

     

    With the loss of its weapon, the smaller servant quickly retreated to the cover of the surrounding trees before disappearing to all of Rider’s senses, seeking a quick end to a fight that she would no longer win. Rider's guard remained high as he waited for any surprise attack from his former enemy before finally taking a more casual posisition as he began walking back to his Master's tower. His first battle in the Holy Grail War certainly wasn't the epic battle he was expecting, but for a fight with Assassin, well it was certainly an interesting match at the very least. 

Comments

5 Comments   |   Sotek and 1 other like this.
  • Chris
    Chris   ·  August 7
    Well damn Deebs, this is really fcking good. 
    • Dragonborn1921
      Dragonborn1921
      Chris
      Chris
      Chris
      Well damn Deebs, this is really fcking good. 
        ·  August 7
      Heh, thanks Chris. Oh, and thanks for dropping in on everything related to this Chris, the little conversations we've been having are really helpful :D
  • Sotek
    Sotek   ·  August 7
    Well this is going rather well. The fight with the assassin showed a definite difference between the two which is really nice to see. I'm not sure if the glossary would be better in the ToC though. It's a nice addition but here I feel it breaks the immers...  more
    • Dragonborn1921
      Dragonborn1921
      Sotek
      Sotek
      Sotek
      Well this is going rather well. The fight with the assassin showed a definite difference between the two which is really nice to see. I'm not sure if the glossary would be better in the ToC though. It's a nice addition but here I feel it breaks the immers...  more
        ·  August 7
      Oh cool I can reply directly here (still getting used to all the cool blog features :D). Anyway, the fight was rather fun to write, not sure if it's exactly what I wanted originally (and it's really quite different from the original version) but it's my f...  more
      • Sotek
        Sotek
        Dragonborn1921
        Dragonborn1921
        Dragonborn1921
        Oh cool I can reply directly here (still getting used to all the cool blog features :D). Anyway, the fight was rather fun to write, not sure if it's exactly what I wanted originally (and it's really quite different from the original version) but it's my f...  more
          ·  August 7
        The glossary is a cool feature to have. Might I suggest you maybe look for a few small pictures to compliment it?