Skyrim stories

     The last of the Angelics falls, Lucifer stands looking at the bodies of what were once his brothers and sisters, wondering why it had to come to this? Is this price too high to pay?      Iriisii: "I know what you are going through, but they gave you no choice in the matter."      Lucifer: "They couldn't give me a choice, because they had no choice. IT IS NOT FAIR! IT IS NOT RIGHT!"      Iriisii: You are right, it is not fair, nor is it just. But it is what it is. The fault lies with 'Him' who made them and you in the way 'He' did."      Lucifer: "But I rose above it, why could they not?"      Iriisii: "Because after you developed a soul, 'He' made sure they would never get the chance to do so. 'He' wanted them kept as servitors, unable to think for themselves, only to do what 'He' told them to do. And 'He' wanted you and those who followed you to be put away where you would not threaten ...

   Meredith: "That helps to put clarity into everything, at least for me it does."      They reach a large door, the edges covered in thorny rose vines. The scent of them is light and seems to gently float on the air. Iriisii feels a sense of peace and acceptance here.      Meredith: "We seem to be expected. If we were not the vines would be covering the entire door, and getting past those thorns is something I would not recommend."      She opens the door, and in the center of the large room is a tree bathed in a golden light. Iriisii cannot tell where the light is coming from, if it is from the tree itself or comes from just around it in some manner.       Meredith walks up to it and bows, "This is the tree our Goddess gave us to mark this Sithen as ours. As long as it thrives, the magic here, in this place will thrive. As we will thrive."      From the glow surrounding the tree, a shimmer forms and f...