Skyrim stories

     Iriisii extends her arm with the spider still on top of her hand.      Iriisii: "Do not move, Mephala wishes for you to hear what she and I have spoken about. If you make a move to do anything else but listen, you are dead. There now."      Iriisii: "Half of your company will stay under my eye. You and the other half will return to Morrowind. Your task is to bring her judgment to the High Council. If you are successful in this the other half will be returned to you unharmed. As to the reason you were sent here in the first place. I will go to Black Marsh and speak with the Hist. We will come to an agreement concerning this invasion and you will be able to remain in Morrowind once negotiations have been concluded. But from this moment onward, if any of the Morag Tong ever set foot again on this, my homeland, their life will be forfeit. These are the words of Mother Mephala and are binding upon all of her children, do not forget her again ...

     Standing on board her flagship. The ocean waves gently slapping against the hull. Masser and Secundus low on the horizon, her ship barely moving as she breathes in the quietness of this moment. Thinking of her home, of her village, what will it look like, how will she feel as she looks over it and the memories return. The light of the moons seems to waver just a bit, the seas calm down till they are still as glass. And her Dream Magic child takes this time to offer to its mother something that could speak to her longing and her fears. From the still waters four figures rise up and tune musical instruments made of water, coral, seaweed. The lead looks up at her on the deck watching and gestures for her to join them. And in a moment of sublime trust she leaps over the side and lands upon the surface. She walks over to them and the zephyrs give her the words to the song as she and the lead join their voices, and the Dream Magic shares this moment with all of the Worlds ...