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• The Dark Path: Story of a Dunmer – Part 19 - FINAL

  by ricardo maia May 11, 2012
       So, everything ends as it had began. I’m again bound to the scaffold, and this time I’m guessing no dragon will appear in the last minute. What can I say, about the Penitus Oculatti… they are really that good, though not good enough to protect the Emperor from a poisoned arrow through his throa...
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• The Dark Path: Story of a Dunmer – Part 18

  by ricardo maia May 9, 2012
       Having baffled the scouts who chased me through the frozen wilderness, I crossed the river at night and took refuge in a little and almost unknown Boethiah’s temple, located in a hidden plateau, less than twenty miles far from the now wasted Windhelm. I entered the sanctuary and sat in a dark c...
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• The Dark Path: Story of a Dunmer – Part 17

  by ricardo maia May 7, 2012
       Oh, my people, what have I done to you?      I was nauseated at what I saw, Mother. My vengeance was finished, my hate was satiated, and now I was looking at my leftovers. The streets around me were filled with bodies of every race, age and gender - nords and  dunmers, men and women, adults and...
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• The Dark Path: Story of a Dunmer – Part 16

  by ricardo maia May 4, 2012
       There was nothing but them - no land, no light, no life, no choices – nothing but them... and the others. There was no one to count time, but that doesn’t mean it moved faster than it moves now, so there was also boredom -  just Them, The Others, and Their Boredom – infinite boredom, relentless...
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• The Dark Path: Story of a Dunmer – Part 15

  by ricardo maia May 3, 2012
       I always had a plan! I haven’t told you anything about the details, mom, because I was afraid you might object to some aspects of my planning, since it involves… well some dubious actions. But now is the time for decisive actions, and I’ve decided to tell you everything, because I remembered wh...
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• The Dark Path: Story of a Dunmer – Part 14

  by ricardo maia April 30, 2012
       I was careless, mother, and I was caught. After finishing my work of sealing a 10 years pact of non-aggression with the Morag Tong (that was the best I could get from those blood-thirsty maniacs), I lingered too long, renewing some old contacts and making provisions for the day of the reckoning...
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• The Dark Path: Story of a Dunmer – Part 13

  by ricardo maia April 23, 2012
       I prayed to Lady Mephala - or is it Lord this time? you can never be certain when it comes to the Manyfaces - not because I loved her, though I still did, nor because I expected to find any mercy on her cold heart, which I certainly  didn’t, but because I knew the Webspinner would be interested...
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• The Dark Path: Story of a Dunmer – Part 12.

  by ricardo maia April 19, 2012
       That’s what I learned from Brinjolf, Mother - things in Windhelm are getting harder every day for our people. With the wall barracks crowded with rebel troops and the increasing food shortages, threat of starvation next winter is becoming a more pressing concern. And who is to blame for this di...
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• The Dark Path: Story of a Dunmer – Part 11

  by ricardo maia April 11, 2012
       I know all these places with my eyes closed – I had to learn how to move through them blindfolded, while Brynjolf instructed me in the secrets to walk unseen and in complete darkness. Now I can identify every district in this city, every alley, every corner, only by their smells and their sound...
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• The Dark Path: Story of a Dunmer – Part 10

  by ricardo maia March 31, 2012
       She did something to me mother. I know She did, because now I can hear Her voice so clearly in my head, and I got this feeling She can also hear what I’m thinking too. I try not to think too loud about anything that may offend Her – in fact I try not to think at all - I don’t trust my mind, it ...
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• The Dark Path: Story of a Dunmer – Part 9

  by ricardo maia March 28, 2012
       “First there was Chaos and Fire, everything was formless and impermanent, and the Old Spirits floated over oceans of fire and acid, for there was still no water and no solid matter. Because making and unmaking were still the same, things were destroyed even while being created and nothing laste...
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• The Dark Path: Story of a Dunmer - Part 8

  by ricardo maia March 25, 2012
       After a moment of life changing revelation, like I’d just had on entering the Dark Brotherhood, you might even expect all things would just click into their places and my troubles would just go away, like magic. Wrong! Magic can easily burn an undead, or make someone invisible, but it can not m...
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• The Dark Path: Story of a Dunmer – Part 7

  by ricardo maia March 21, 2012
       One cannot live alone, Mother, you knew that when you gathered  all those people around you to rebuild the clans in Winterhold, so that we could fight back the constant attacks coming from those nords thugs. You were powerless by yourself, but when they saw our people backing your leadership th...
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• The Dark Path – Story of a Dunmer – Part 6

  by ricardo maia March 18, 2012
       You know, mom, I have a house in Whiterun now, and a nord maid. Well, she calls herself a housecarl, but come on, how do you call a person of inferior rank and birth who provides services for you without any wage? I remember the stories you told me about life in old Balmora, how rich our clan w...
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• The Dark Path: Story of a Dunmer - Part 5

  by ricardo maia March 12, 2012
       My nose told me all I had to know way before my eyes. After a five days journey, I had finally reached the latrine - remember, Mother, how you used to call Windhelm? – Only there are no such things in this city, because the nords here still retain their ancient habit of defecating on buckets th...
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• The Dark Path : Story of a Dunmer - Part 4

  by ricardo maia March 12, 2012
       I had never been on Whiterun before, and I had seriously entertained the thought of just skipping it and going to Windhelm right away, just to check out if there was still any chance to catch the Devil unprepared, but of course I knew that was futile, and besides I needed some provisions anyway...
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• The Dark Path: Story of a Dunmer – Part 3

  by ricardo maia March 6, 2012
       Azura knows why, that Halgar man believed we were some sort of pals! and though I did felt some pressing to clarify him on this point: maybe some polite well chosen  words, or even a dagger in his back would do the trick, I knew I still needed his help to get out of that dungeon, so I had to le...
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• The Dark Path: Story of a Dunmer - Part 2

  by ricardo maia March 3, 2012
                 Oh, Holy Triune and venerable saints of the Eternal Almsivi! Oh, Ghost of my mother! Only You know who I am and watch my every step. You have witnessed the burning furnace of my rage, and now all I have to show you is this shy powerless ember, almost opaque, but, oh, still hot, I swea...
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• The Dark Path: Story of a Dunmer - Part 1

  by ricardo maia March 2, 2012
     The stench was unmistakable, but somehow I gathered the strength to supress my initial impulse to throw up, because I was surrounded by enemies and did not dare to show any weakness. I opened my eyes painfully and checked around: three handcuffed nords with me in the wagon, driven by another nord...
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