JoS/Kanna/12th Journal - Dissidents

Evening Star, 5th, 3E 427

When I returned to Caius, he expressed joy in me being cured and said it's fantastic news and said that this should be conclusive proof to all of us that I am indeed Nerevarine. However, this happiness was shadowed by some shocking news he had received just a few days ago. It seems like he's been recalled to Cyrodiil. His superiors are not happy about something… He says it could be referring to his "sugar problem". I know he's got a sweet tooth for "that" drink, but I thought he had it under control. Guess not.

My work here won't change despite this; I'm expected to pursue this path and my prophecy, whatever it may bring along. Caius said that I am the prophesied savior of Morrowind, so I must do this.

Regarding this, his final mission to me is to meet Mehra Milo at Vivec City regarding the lost prophecies, after which I will be on my own. Caius said Mehra has gotten herself in a bit of hot water, but he doesn't know what this means for me, or her. That's okay, we'll find out.

As for me being a Blade, he said I'm promoted to a rank of an Operative, which means that I'm the highest-ranking member of the Blades on this island for the time being, not that it means anything. New Spymaster will probably be chosen soon, and me being high-ranking doesn't mean I get to boss around others. Everyone has their own missions to attend to or something, and I shouldn't meddle in their affairs. That's perfect, as it's not what I wanted anyway.

Then, as his final gift to me, he gave me a magic ring. "I know you have flaws as we all do", he said. "I like Skooma a little excessively, while you like to take things that don't exactly belong to you. Don't worry, I'm not mad about it, I'm not gonna snitch to anyone, I don't judge you. Just keep onto this. It's my lucky ring. I got it once from a famous thief myself. He says he's always made his best plunder wearing it, so maybe it'll provide you with some luck as well."

It's a shame to watch him leave. I quite liked him, even though he was a drug addict and a bit of a pervert. There's nothing wrong with being a pervert. I'd just preferred if he kept his hands to himself and at least tried to be more discreet about it. Oh well, I don't hate him. Never would. I'll miss him.

Then, I got to meet Karim and Kanna. They were both home, and neither of them was expecting me so soon. I hugged them tight and reassured them that everything's going to be okay now while going over my experiences, all the crazy things I saw in Tel Fyr, and what all of this will mean for me going forward. Karim had nothing to say about me not being able to grow up anymore, and honestly, I don't know what to make of it myself either, but Kanna was sad. She said she would've loved to grow up together with me and learn all about what it means to be an adult with me, kind of like a twin sister. Now that she puts it that way, I can kind of see where she's coming from. It sure is gonna get a little strange in a couple of years when she outgrows me and becomes a proper woman, while I will forever be stunted.

So, that's the good news, I'm reunited with my friends again. There was some bad news too.

Considering that the Sixth House has grown immensely in the past couple of years, especially in the past couple of months, especially now that they don't hide from the public eye anymore, the threat they pose to Morrowind is now huge. Vandalism, attacks on the streets, it's all out of control. The Legion is starting to get involved alongside the Great Houses to actually take this matter seriously. This'll probably mean that Karim won't be able to travel a lot in the future. He could even be assigned to some backwater fortress again, like was the case when he worked in Gnisis, but for now, he'll stay in Balmora, where he's needed.

Kanna and I will travel together for my next mission. Karim already gave us his blessing, saying that he trusts me fully and has also grown to trust Kanna more. She's been taking training seriously and is getting stronger day by day.

We will waste no time. She has work to do, and so have I. Our first stop, Vivec City.

Evening Star, 7th, 3E 427

I'll start by discussing a wee job I helped Kanna do. She had a target for execution, a Redoran nobleman living on top of their canton by the plaza. The problem for us was that he wasn't alone at home, and he knew full well there was a price on his head without there being a damn thing he could do about it. Nobody was getting in, and he wasn't interested in coming out either. Ordinators didn't care to defend him despite him knowing all this, and even his Redoran allies had abandoned him, so whatever he did must've been quite gross.

The house had two entrances, and I was supposed to create a ruckus at the main one. I dressed up in some cheap rags, and I figured out it would be good to try to generate some sympathy. So, I knocked on the door and stared at the bodyguard answering the door straight in his eyes with a little basket in my hands. I started talking about how my daddy is sick, poor, and unable to buy his required medicine. Basically, I was pretending to be a door-to-door salesgirl selling homemade cookies. I made some together with Kanna yesterday. The man seemed unsympathetic, but I wasn't gonna let him close the door on me so soon. I pretended to cry, and it was effective. He finally promised to buy some from me, told me to wait, and turned his back around to find some gold. Gave me a perfect opportunity to try out a fun magic trick.

I've gotten pretty good at Illusion magic. Seduction and Charm are still out of my expertise which is a shame, but calming and agitating people up is easy enough. Enraging this guard with a spell alone wasn't gonna cut it, so I took a step into his apartment. The fact that I did this made him angry enough for defying him, but then my eyes caught an expensive-looking vase with some pretty flowers. In my haste, pretending to be scared, I "accidentally" knocked it over as I backed out from the house. The fact that my magic had pissed him off too made him want to attack me. See where I'm getting at? An adult man trying to assault a poor little girl just trying to sell cookies isn't exactly acceptable conduct in the eyes of law enforcement.

All of this was enough to distract the guard from defending his master, by the way. Realizing the ruckus that was going on, the nobleman paid no attention to Kanna sneaking up on him after having walked straight through the backdoor. I didn't get to see the execution, not that I cared to anyway, but Kanna said it was a clean and painless kill, and she did not even need to present her writ.

The Ordinators didn't even suspect me of being an accomplice in this murder. Instead, even that was pinned on the bodyguard, and I helped with that too. When being interviewed by the Ordinators present, I claimed to have seen the body on the floor when the bodyguard opened the door, which set him off about wanting to kill me too. I mean, that just had to be true, right? After all, what kind of maniac would attack a helpless little girl under normal circumstances!?

Now that I had helped her, it was her time to help me find Mehra Milo.

The Temple is not very welcoming towards visitors, but at least they let you in. Being under the watchful eye of the always suspicious Ordinators was a little taxing, especially since we couldn't really start snooping around. One thing we did figure out was the fact that the woman I was looking for wasn't anywhere to be found. We didn't feel confident asking too many questions either, as I didn't really know who we could even trust.

I eventually decided that I had to break into her quarters. Luckily - partially thanks to a change in guard duty - I managed to do this without being noticed after spending some time reading books in the library, which was one of the only places in the whole of Temple where nobody seemed to mind our presence. We did behave ourselves, so why would they have cared about what we were doing?

Mehra's quarter was no larger than an average bedroom, so looking for clues was not exactly hard. I found a letter on the table, written to someone called "Amaya". I ran through it as quickly as possible, and it's a good thing I did because it shed light on where she is: the Ministry of Truth. The letter seemed cryptic, almost as if it's a call for help, not necessarily for me, but for someone. It had instructions about bringing two Divine Intervention scrolls along.

This Ministry of Truth, by the way, is a peculiar little place. It's this giant rock, a meteorite hovering above the city, suspended in place, and there's a prison inside or something. "Ministry" is a strange name to give to a prison, but perhaps that's not all there is to it. Maybe it houses other facilities as well? The legend says that some hundreds if not thousands of years ago, Sheogorath, in his infinite wisdom, hurled it at the city of Vivec, supposedly to punish Lord Vivec for his mockery of gods. Then again, can you really know that madman's motives? It could've just been for his own amusement too. The asteroid was stopped by Vivec, which is of course great for everyone living here, but what I want to know is why hasn't he gotten rid of it!? I mean, that thing still might fall, right!?

Can I handle that place alone? I suppose I have to since Kanna can't levitate. I hope it'll be okay.

As for the scrolls, I bought two from the Mages Guild. Scrolls of Divine Intervention have some powerful teleportation magic on them that is way beyond the capabilities of ordinary mages, but easy to cast with some scrolls. You can only use them to teleport to the shrines of the nine divines. Super useful, if you've got the money. They're way, way, WAY more expensive than any other form of travel, which is why I haven't even thought about buying them up until now.

The closest shrine is in Castle Ebonheart, so Kanna will be waiting for me there, probably at the local inn. Meanwhile, I think I'll catch some sleep and wait for the night when it's much safer to fly to that floating rock without getting seen.

Evening Star, 8th, 3E 427

Taking flight and arriving at the scaffolding surrounding the celestial rock took most of my magicka away from me. Why did that rock have to be so high up?

Anyway, one hour of sneaking around later, I finally found my way to the center of this hollowed-out meteorite, where most of the prison cells were located. After spying around for a bit more, I figured exactly where Mehra was. It was a tiny cell with a single wooden door, through which you could see inside through a simple window with iron bars.

She was being tortured not by a guard, but rather by bondage. She was tied to a pole with an armbinder keeping her arms locked behind her back, with her legs being forced apart wide with more rope and leather over a horizontal steel beam. As if not being able to move a muscle wasn't enough, she had a blindfold and a mouthgag too. She had just been left there with a single vibrating soul gem being attached to her pierced clitoris. Like, this is the exact kind of torture some of us went through in that Imperial City prison, and this place is owned by the Temple, for fucks sake. The Tribunal fucking Temple! What manner of living gods are they to allow their priests and scholars to dispense this manner of punishment for mere heresy?

I was luckily able to free Mehra from her bondage without the Guards figuring out anything. Only one Ordinator passed through outside to see that everything was fine, and luckily I hadn't gotten across releasing her from restraints at that point. I even managed to hide behind her. I had some trouble operating the locks, for they were pretty petite and tiny. I mean seriously, these bondage equipment have more intricate locking mechanisms than some apartments do. Even picking treasure chests is easier than picking open some restraints.

After releasing the locks holding her legs, and cutting through the armbinder, I got to her blindfold and gag, which were easier to deal with. She cried tears of joy realizing she was about to be saved, and she was literally shaking. She was begging for me to get her out of there before they would come for us both. She warned me to be quick because if they also got me, we would both be screwed. I reassured her not to worry as I presented her with the scroll to teleport her to safety.

An Ordinator outside saw me at that point, and he was furious, but considering that I managed to reactivate the lock before shutting the door, he had trouble getting inside. He was shouting at his colleagues to get help and even get some tools to break the door open if need be. No matter, even if he certainly saw my face, he could not stop me from teleporting away.

It's a strange experience to travel through space and time instantaneously. Like, I know that it takes one or two hours by foot to get to Castle Ebonheart, maybe fifteen minutes or half an hour if you try to walk there on water, yet there we were, inside it. A single Imperial Guard was tending to Mehra by the time I appeared, and he was frantically trying to figure out what was going on while she was just crying and thanking me over and over again. I explained that I had saved her from some scumbags and ordered the guard to get her some clothes. It's a good thing he understood immediately and wasn't like some of the other scummy guards I've come across on my journeys. Lalatia Varian, the woman in charge of this Imperial Chapel, was also very understanding of the situation and promised to tend to Mehra's every need. "That's how the Imperial Cult operates", she said. "We help those in need." She provided her both bed and clothes, all of which she would not charge.

Fast forward a couple of hours, Mehra got around telling me what exactly happened to her. Briefly after being interviewed by me, she had kind of fallen into a rabbit hole of reading a lot of literature on the subject of Nerevarine prophecy. She was already knowledgeable, she already held a lot of dissenting points of view that the Tribunal deems heretical, but that meeting with me was really a catalyst for her getting serious about this. I wasn't to blame for any of this though, as it was ultimately her curiosity that led her to trouble and to her being disassociated from the Temple for her heresy.

She also explained the torture in detail. They haven't actually penetrated her or anything like that, and instead, they've just focused on teasing her, almost as if wanting to break her and make her want to be raped properly. In a way, that sounds even worse, but she's a strong-willed woman and said that she at no point begged the guards to just fuck her. Her being a woman who has protected her chastity all the way to her late thirties probably helped too, but that doesn't change the fact that the experience was traumatizing for her. She'll get over it though, she said it herself.

We finally also discussed why it was me who rescued her in the end. She was actually expecting one of her close friends working with Ordinators to do that instead. Well, I told him about what Caius told me, all I've been through myself, and the possibility of me being the Nerevarine, as well as the need for me to find out about any possible lost prophecies that could lend grievance to my claims. She understood perfectly and said that she had a person in mind who could help me and answer all of my questions. Coincidentally, since she can't remain in Vivec City anymore, she'll be traveling there alongside me.

Now though, she's tired. Finally free of her torment, she can rest peacefully. We'll leave the rest of the discussions for tomorrow, but she made it quite clear to me that we'll depart Castle Ebonheart as early as possible. The enemy will find us here eventually if we don't leave. Luckily for her, me, and Kanna though, the Ordinators won't be allowed inside the Castle, at least not through legal means, meaning that we're safe.

Time for me to join Mehra and Kanna and catch some sleep while I can.

Evening Star, 9th, 3E 427

Mehra had woken up early, and by the time I woke up myself, she had prepared us a boat. She was going on about how the Templars were looking for us, searching for us. The Imperial Cult and the Legion refused to answer their questions, but the enemy knew we were all there. Luckily, at the break of the dawn, we could escape Castle Ebonheart quietly. Mehra had a ship ready for us, which would take us from there to the monastery of Holamayan, located on an island off the south-eastern coast of Vvardenfell. That's where we're headed right now.

It's a little scary to think about the Temple being my enemies now. I mean, they must have a warrant for my arrest. Will they recognize me? They have to, at least in time. That one Ordinator saw my face…

It makes me worry about my future, but for now, I have to shift my focus elsewhere.

Holamayan is considered a safe haven for the "Dissident Priests" where they avoid Temple's persecution of blasphemy. The monastery is shielded by a strong, impregnable magical barrier set up by the Azura, which only shows vulnerability twice a day during the hours of twilight when its door is briefly opened. It'll still take one more day for us to reach that place because we've had to take a break, thanks to a nasty storm brewing on these seas. The shallow waters of Azura's Coast are treacherous, so going forward is out of question currently.

A thousand rocky islands dot the narrow strait between the south-eastern tip of Vvardenfell, where the island and the mainland meet at their closest, just at the base of Telvanni Peninsula, with the golden sands, lush green forests, and mighty coastal cliffs greeting us on the mainland. Safe from the storm, we found a safe refuge for ourselves on a reasonably sized, uninhabited island in the middle of this archipelago, housing one of the many shrines of Azura, the Goddess which this whole region is named after.

Despite the Empire's and Tribunal Temple's best efforts to curb-stomp Daedra worship, the shrine has been very well preserved and taken care of by both pilgrims as well as the priests of the nearby monastery since the ancient days of the Merethic era when it was built. There still are a lot of Dunmer who worship and respect the Daedra as their true gods. I don't know why, but I felt compelled to climb the steps to the pinnacle of the island, where on top of a steep, rocky mountain, her marbled visage stood at over five meters tall in all of its busty beauty.

"You have come here for a reason, my champion-to-be", a voice spoke. I could hear her voice reaching out to me from Oblivion. It was a voice I recognized immediately, for she had spoken to me once before, once in that dream I saw when I first arrived on this island. So, it was Azura all along, huh? I should've known. Nerevar had a strong connection to her, meaning she might also feel a connection to me, given that I'm the Incarnate. I don't remember those days of being her champion on Tamriel anymore, and she recognizes this. I have not claimed the right to be called her champion in my current incarnation, not yet. "You come to me seeking something, but you won't find what you seek here. However, I do believe there's something you will do for me, something that you can help me with."

It was a task unrelated to everything that's going on with me being the Nerevarine, but me being someone she could trust to commune with, she honored me with this task of a "personal matter" anyway. You see, she's made a bet. It involves a certain priestess devoted to Azura, and her commitment to a hundred years of solitude and prayer to honor her Goddess. Meanwhile Sheogorath, that crazy, meddling lunatic of a god, doesn't believe that a mortal mind can stay sane enduring that manner of torment. "A hundred years of solitude? Seriously? That's impossible! That's madness!" …Is essentially Sheogorath's argument here.

Is there anything at stake here? I don't actually even know. All I know is that Azura does not like losing, especially not to Sheogorath. He knows this, and being the troublesome, crazy person that he is, he's pulling out all the stops to tip the bet in his favor. "I'm on the verge of winning the bet, but my acolyte is being harassed as we speak", Azura said, referring to her priestess. "I need you to stop this. Get rid of the meddlers and return proof of your deed to me, and you shall be rewarded."

When I returned to the ship and talked to Kanna about my experiences, she believed me in an instant. She knows I'm not one to lie about those kinds of things. It's going to be quite a long trip before we can get to this task, as it involves traveling all the way to the isles of Sheogorad overlooking the Sea of Ghosts to the north, named after the "Mad God", just as these isles are named after Azura.

Now though, it's time for me to catch some sleep. Hopefully, the weather is cleared by the time sun rises, so we can continue our journey to Holamayan.

Evening Star, 10th, 3E 427

Holamayan is hidden on a small island directly to the south from Sadrith Mora. To the west, you have the barren coasts of Vvardenfell, while to the east, the ruins of cliff-city of Kemel-Ze rise from the sea. That place is not at all important to this entry, but it was one of the largest Dwemer cities of its time and a damn impressive sight at that. I should visit those ruins sometime.

The leader of this monastery is Gilvas Barelo, and having heard how I risked my life to save Mehra, he expressed his eternal gratitude. He offered me two rewards: first, information, and second, shelter. I'm welcome to hide and rest here anytime.

Then, it was time for us to talk, and boy oh boy did we talk. He was able to provide me with information about the so-called "Lost Prophecy", which is actually its very name, and then some. He also had a book on the "Seven Curses", which Nibani Maesa couldn't really talk much to me about. Lastly, he had a set of documents, which, if true, is direct evidence against the Tribunal's divinity. Those were by far the most interesting reads, as they concern my previous life.

An excerpt from the hidden writings of "Apographa", which were "stolen" from the Tribunal Temple some years ago, describes how the Dwemer discovered a magical stone from underneath the Red Mountain, a stone which they soon realized to be the Heart of Lorkhan, a heart of a god. Lorkhan, in case you're not aware, is "the missing god" who created the mortal world, a god who's equally loved and venerated by some cultures as he is despised by others. The most conservative of my high-born kin, for example, see him as the one who tricked our ancestors into giving up their power to create this mortal prison, essentially stripping our ancestors of their godhood. Meanwhile, the Nords see him as Shor, who they venerate as the god of men. I personally don't see him as some kind of evil supervillain, even though my fellow High-born elves may… Although I must say, there's probably some truth to those myths and stories… After all, if his heart is a physical thing that exists here in Tamriel, then maybe the part where he was punished for tricking the gods is true too…

Anyhow, a Dwemer magecrafter called Lord Kagrenac created three great artifacts - Wraithguard, Sunder, and Keening - to control it and to draw power from it in their attempt to create a god of their own. This led to all sorts of drama between the Dwemer and the Chimer, who at the time were allies, which led to the war of the First Council and culminated in the battle of Red Mountain. To cut a long story short, when Kagrenac and his king Dumac were cornered, he finally used these tools to activate his "God" in a desperate attempt, which actually led to the destruction of their entire race. Well, bar that one guy I met, but I digress. What went wrong, we don't know, but the point is, the Heart can be used to draw divine powers from if handled correctly.

What I just described is what we do know for sure. Things get a little murky when we start discussing the aftermath. Some say Nerevar died in the battle, some say he was gravely wounded, while others claim he survived. Gilvas claims the last example is true, and that he died later after being betrayed.

According to him, Nerevar, along with Lord Dagoth, who was my good friend at the time, retrieved these tools immediately after the battle was over. Nerevar wanted to safeguard them to ensure they wouldn't be used ever again, while Dagoth wanted to destroy them. The decision was not reached, so Nerevar turned to his counselors Vivec, Almalexia, and Sotha Sil to discuss their fate, while the tools were left for Dagoth's safekeeping while he was left behind waiting at the Red Mountain.

Dagoth Ur was the only one who disagreed with Nerevar and his council, which set him apart from the start, but he did not choose to destroy them alone. Perhaps he couldn't do it alone, we can't be for certain. Instead, he opted to use them himself. Maybe he was tempted, maybe he went insane, maybe he felt like he didn't have a choice, maybe he was afraid that Nerevar's counselors might betray him by using the tools themselves… Well, there's truth to all these claims…

Nerevar and his counselors defeated Dagoth Ur after realizing he had used them on the Heart, recovering the tools in the process… But as you might already guess, he was not defeated for good. Being left alone with the tools and the Heart allowed him to create some kind of bond to the Heart, which connected him to it or something. Forgotten, thought to be dead, he continued to absorb power from it for thousands of years to come, all while he lied sleeping, dreaming, waiting for his time. I guess that's also what that acolyte meant by me betraying Dagoth Ur. I mean, it was Lord Nerevar and the Tribunal who defeated him in the end.

This is where the "betrayal" Gilvas mentioned earlier comes to play, as Gilvas strongly believes that Neravar was murdered by his own council shortly following this battle. It would also make sense when you consider that in the end those three also broke their oath to their king of never using the tools. They did use them, and thus they became gods, and have served Morrowind as its gods ever since. Still, they're nowhere near as powerful as they were back in the days, which is why there are so many questions of their divinity floating around these lands these days. If they had never lost a big chunk of their so-called divine powers, perhaps the dissident priests would not even exist.

The reason why they lost their powers is thanks to Dagoth Ur waking up from his slumber during the waning years of the second era, cutting the Tribunal from the source of their divine powers. Dagoth Ur is even suspected to be in possession of the tools.

So, the big question for me here is, why cannot we know for certain what happened? To that, Gilvas responded with a question of his own. He asked me, have I heard of CHIM? Truth be told, I had, but never had I thought much of it. Gilvas explained it's what they call "the secret syllable of royalty" and that those who "know CHIM" and understand it truly can essentially manipulate the world almost as if as gods, breaking free of laws and limitations of us ordinary mortals. An example of this happening in the past is when Tiber Septim, who had reached the state of CHIM in his life, turned the lush, untraversable jungles of Cyrodiil into the land you know today, not only making it so that it changed the future of that land but changing the very history of this world. In summary, it's god-like magic that transcends time.

That is only one example of this happening before, and nobody knows the extent of how the world, along with its history, has changed unbeknownst to us. There could be people in history who used to have reached enlightenment, maybe there are even people alive right now who have. Who knows, maybe someone has even used their state of CHIM to mold the world to be as perverted a place as it's today!

Anyway, this is also why we can't be sure of what happened. Lord Vivec not only has the powers of a living god but he's also reached CHIM. No doubt there was one thing that happened on that fateful year seven hundred of the first era, one ultimate truth, but considering that with his god-like powers he can even change the past… Well, who the fuck even knows anymore?

Anyway, that was a long tangent. Now I know why they aren't gods anymore, and if I'm going to take Gilvas's words at face value, I guess I also know how Nerevar died after being betrayed!

"The Seven Curses" and "The Lost Prophecy" were an interesting read as well, but I'm not gonna go into as much detail.

The former was kind of hard to wrap my mind around, but based on the notes left by the author, it likely refers to the threat Dagoth Ur poses and his plans at world conquest or something. This is some end-of-the-world shit right here, and considering that the blight has already taken this land by storm - literally - the worst is yet to come. The prophecies talk about how I must defeat the Tribunal, but to me, it sounds like Dagoth Ur is much, MUCH bigger of a threat than those living gods are.

As for the latter… Well, I'll just skip straight to the notes. It describes the Nerevar being born of an ancient family, but not of the great Ashlander clans, and born under foreign stars and the sign of the Dragon. The prophecy itself read "Dragon-born and far-star-marked", and the dragon could refer to either being born in the Empire or serving the Empire. I guess if taken literally, it could also mean Dragonborn. However, to suggest I'm a Dragonborn is kind of a huge stretch, ain't it? Besides, is being a Dragonborn even a real thing, or is it just some mythical mumbo jumbo that the Empire has made up to explain how only Tiber Septim's direct descendants are entitled to the throne? I'm leaning towards the latter.

Lastly, it talks about Nerevarine being "star-blessed" and wielding a "thrice-cursed blade", with the former probably referring to Azura and the latter referring to a weapon called Keening which just happens to be one of the Kagrenac's infamous tools.

Now that I have this information and even these very books and texts in my hands, I believe it's time for me to return to Nibani Maesa to be re-tested. She couldn't give me a conclusive answer the last time around, but I'm sure, I'm so damn sure and confident that I am the one. Hopefully, she will agree with me, especially now that I've proven myself to pass the second trial of the incarnate in addition to finding this so-called lost prophecy.

We won't leave yet though. The weather is foul again, so we're gonna wait for tomorrow to set sail. Or maybe we'll leave in two days. Can't say yet. Weather's unpredictable y'know, yadda yadda. Kanna's bugging me about something, talking about someone I have to meet, so I'll leave with these thoughts as closing remarks.

Evening Star, 11th, 3E 427

It wasn't awfully late yet, but the idea of Kanna trying to take me to some interesting person raised a lot of questions within me, especially since she kept going on about how it was a surprise and how she didn't want to spoil it. This interesting person was waiting to meet me in his room on the second floor, and he wasn't at all the kind of person I was expecting to meet.

Aron Sadri is his name, and he's an eleven-year-old kid, a fact that shouldn't raise an eyebrow. However, you have to consider two things: one, he's the only child on his island, and two, he has never left this place. This barren island is all he's ever seen, being born here, and all the things he knows about the outside world come from second-hand accounts as well as books. Prior to today, he had never even seen another child in his entire life. Now, suddenly, there were two before him, and of the opposite sex too nonetheless. This young little thing didn't even know how to behave!

Kanna explained how they had already talked a little bit and about how Aron's father had instructed him to show her places while I was having an important discussion, so they hadn't really had any time to settle down and "play". At first, I found a little humor in this because while Kanna does enjoy being playful, she has never come across to me as someone who likes to involve herself in any kind of make-believe activities. The puzzled look on Aron's face suggested that playing wasn't something he was too familiar with either. I asked him about what he does here, and he usually just helps his parents with work, both of who work as priests in the temple upstairs. Mind you, the temple here worships the Daedra as gods in addition to venerating the same old ancestor spirits you find altars to even within the Tribunal's temples.

Aron was way more interested in talking about us. He was super curious about what the world outside is like, where are we from, what kind of adventures have we been through, all that stuff. He also asked if it even is normal for children us young to travel alone without supervision, and to be quite honest with you, I didn't know how to answer. You come across some really young adventurers from time to time, so I guess you could say it's normal, just not that common. In either case, we talked about where we're from, our lives up until now, our adventurer and such. We omitted some of the more depressing details though, because we didn't want to bring the mood down. Or, at least that's how I felt, not sure about my BFF.

Then, Kanna leaned towards me surprisingly to whisper. With a mischievous smile on her face, she suddenly asked me if I thought Aron was cute. It wasn't really something I had thought about, but… Kind of? My head was trying to work out why she had asked me such a question, and it really didn't even take that long for me to figure out, especially when you consider what she asked me next. "I'm sure he's curious about us too, and how we're different than him…"

Whispering myself, I asked her straight up if she finds Aron cute then, and all she could do was nod twice and giggle frantically. Aron had no idea what we were going on about, but he clearly felt excluded and thus curious. He even asked what we were whispering about, to which Kanna just responded by staring intensely at him. Still whispering right next to my face, she suggested that we should seduce him together.

And I just thought to myself, was that an open invitation for threesome!? I stared at her with my mouth wide open, and my heart was pounding like crazy. She must've taken that as some kind of approval because she went on to tease Aron next, talking about how he just couldn't take those fiery eyes off of us. It finally made Aron look away in clear embarrassment, but Kanna assured him that it's okay and that he could look as much as he wanted. "In fact, would you like to see even more?"

He took his time answering, but after a moment of silence and stillness, he nodded. And, well… I wasn't gonna back away at this point either!

If there's one thing I've learned about Kanna during our still young but strong friendship, it's that her mischief knows no bounds. She was more than happy to present her naked self before Aron's virgin eyes, flaunting her flat chest to the boy who didn't know what to make of it, but what she really wanted that boy to see was me. Like seriously, she was more eager to have me naked than the boy was, but made sure to tease the boy about how he's probably never actually seen bare tits in his entire life. She of course had none to show, and even mine are pretty pathetic in size.

When we were both naked on his bed, he came closer to us, asking was it really okay for him to touch. Kanna hid behind me and just gave consent on my behalf, to which at that point I could only laugh. I reassured the young boy, and he awkwardly placed his hand on my breast. Hot, soft, and so smooth too, was how he described me. He said he couldn't even believe how pale my skin was, said that even that Nord who works here has a slightly darker complexion. He was extremely interested in my nipples too, said they feel entirely different from his own. My reaction to his sudden pinch also surprised him, and he seemed worried if he had accidentally hurt him. Such a sweet kid, but no, of course not. Little pinches never hurt.

At that point, I got an idea of my own and suggested that he should get naked too, saying it wasn't fair that only he could look at us. He seemed really embarrassed by the idea, hid his little willy behind his palms. I just smirked at him as I figured out that he had popped a boner. Dick really is the most honest part of a man's body, isn't it? His flustered face and rushed words may try to deny it, but his body was incapable of lying. I promised him that he could go even farther if he did, and that was all the encouragement he needed.

Soon after that, buck naked, still enamored by my budding breasts, he was touching them with both his hands. I myself laid my hands on his shoulders and back and pulled him in, asking if he would like a taste. I teased him for being a little baby for wanting to suck on my tit, but it didn't hinder him from doing just that. At that point, Kanna was getting a little jealous at all the attention I was giving him, and she said how it's even more fun to put one's lips together.

Aron knew about kissing, thinking it was only meant for married people, but Kanna just laughed and said that kissing doesn't necessarily have to be that meaningful. It can be just a sign of affection, just something fun you do to spice things up. It was with those words that she finally got closer to him, touched his face, and kissed him straight on the lips, but only for a brief moment. "See? I told you it's fun", she said. I got to kiss him too after that. We really were teaching him a lot.

He had already noticed it, but girls really don't have penises. Obviously. Kanna wanted to teach him even more about girls, so she proceeded to use me as a model and told me to lay down. She invited Aron to look closer, and close he got indeed, since I could feel his breath on my skin. I just laid my head down and tried to relax, quietly keeping my legs open, waiting for whatever was about to go down.

Kanna was the first to touch me, spreading my pussy up to show Aron a little of what you can find hidden in that little slit. I wish I could've seen his reaction, but my position really didn't allow it.

"There's no place in girl's body that feels better", Kanna explained, "no place that's more sensitive to touch… So be gentle, alright? You can touch her, and you can even put your mouth down there if you want to…"

That's exactly what Aron did. He picked up where Kanna left, spreading my lips open. I was feeling a little horny too, and I was getting a little wet too, and he pointed that out. He wondered for a moment if it really was okay for him to taste. Kanna once again gave him permission on my behalf and just winked at me at the same time. She really had made me assume the role of a model to be examined here… Not that I minded because I knew best was still ahead.

As soon as Aron's lips and tongue touched me, my body reacted a little. It wasn't anything too intense, but having a tongue run across my pussy always turns me on, no matter how quick of a grazing touch it is. Meanwhile, Kanna taught him about all the different spots, like my vaginal opening, urethra, and clitoris… Aron got especially interested in the hole in the middle after Kanna told him that's where the penis goes. He had focused on it a lot with his tongue already. Kanna wasn't done though, and explained that the tiny bump on the top under the little hood feels the very best for girls. "Just try", she said, "but be gentle… I'll promise you, she'll go crazy for you…"

Well, I didn't go crazy immediately, but I was having a much harder time keeping quiet. I wasn't sure how much noise I was even allowed to make or if anyone was gonna walk past and check on us, but I tried to muffle myself. I couldn't stop myself from moving and tossing around though. As a final instruction, Kanna told Aron to stick his finger into me and push it as deep as he could, just to test the waters. That's precisely what he did. Lastly, Kanna asked if he thought I was ready for something more, asking if he wanted to stick his virgin dick inside me. Aron finally asked me if I really was okay with all of this, and I simply just nodded and told him to have his way with me.

Still lying down on his bed, he now was on his knees between my legs, with his dick in his hand, gently pressing its tip against my pussy. I guided him at this point too, saying stuff like "there's no need to be shy" and promising that it was gonna feel really good for him as well. That little prick was rock-hard, and I bet he was feeling amazing already, even without doing as much as jerk it for a second. He was gonna experience true sexual pleasure for the first time in his life through my body, and that excited me as well. Eagerly, he stuck his cock into me, pushing it as far as he could, and just pressing forward even after the fact, grabbing onto my hip and waist. He moaned about how tight and hot it was. All I could do was smile.

I told him to pull back a little, then push in again, and do it over and over again. He did as instructed, but he was very slow and awkward, unsure what to make of it. I urged him to keep going at it and just move around like that, saying he'd get the hang of it. I reminded him to move at his own pace, and assured him he could even go as hard as he could. I'm not saying that speed and force it's what's most important during sex, but for him, a little encouragement couldn't hurt because he was being way too soft in the very beginning.

This went on for a while until he did really seem like he had gotten the hang of it. He was thrusting rhythmically, and I could tell he was on the verge of cumming, even though he might've not even understood what it meant. He soon told me that it felt really good, but also a little weird, talking about how something's building up, but he just kept going, saying that he couldn't stop. I was more than happy with this and urged him to keep going all the way to the end, saying that it was gonna feel even better if he did. That's exactly what he did, and I swear, he made even more noise than I had made throughout the whole thing when he finally came inside me. I don't even know how much he came, but that orgasm felt really long. All I knew was that he was still rock-hard and eager to shag me even more.

At this point, Kanna was getting tired and jealous of watching, and she wanted some action too. Still, considering that I'm not at any risk of getting pregnant, she was okay with him continuing to fuck me. Instead, she offered her hip to me actually, sat on top of my face to be face to face with Aron. I got to eat my best friend's pussy out while Aron continued to fuck me, and those two had their fun by kissing each other a couple of times.

That was the first time I had ever done anything that intimate to her. Karim made me kiss her once very passionately, which was great fun for all of us, of course, but I had never actually done anything that dirty to her. I know she's not as much into other girls as I am, but I suppose even she's okay with having sex with a girl during threesome. It was also the first time for me to have ever licked another girl's privates, and let me just say, she tasted pretty amazing; I wouldn't mind getting used to giving head to girls in the future too. I also knew exactly where to strike for maximum pleasure, and I made an effort to show it to my best friend. Kanna was damn horny, I must say, and I actually managed to make her cum before Aron had made me experience that pleasure. For me, it too was only a matter of time.

On his way to his second shot, he was far more asserting and bolder, continually just clapping his young, hairless hip against my wet groin and inner thighs. Kanna let me breathe for a moment to let Aron hear my moans too, to show him just how good he was making me feel. He had already heard Kanna's moans of pleasure from me eating her out, and now he got to listen to me sing too. It must've been so much more satisfying to him, considering it was all of his own doing. He went on to cum inside me for the second time soon after that.

He was spent, pulled out, and laid back. Kanna and I were both quick to lay beside him to tell him how good of a job he did on making us both feel good. There was still a lot we were insistent on showing him, and after a short while, he was up for more fun. He was able to eat me out earlier, so it was only fair that we were gonna return the favor. Both of us on our knees found our faces next to his groin, where that grey, surprisingly large preteen dick was waiting. We both touched and licked it, traded it from mouth to mouth. Kanna called the dibs on the mess he was gonna make, and I simply nodded and watched. Kanna sucked him off good all the way to him cumming once more, for the third time in a short period. I swear, young boys really are amazing. No matter how much you milk them, there's always more to cum! This, of course, also gave Kanna the opportunity to show just what manner of "stuff" we were working with here. She took some of it on her face, only to show Aron that the white stuff wasn't pee at all. I guess he must've guessed it already on his own, but at least he got to see his load on Kanna's young and innocent face.

The very last thing we did was let him do Kanna too. She was okay with taking the risk. Yeah, she's not on her period yet, but she's getting to that age, so you never know. Regardless, he got to fuck my best friend from behind, while this time, it was me who climbed on and hugged his body, stealing quite a few kisses from him too. He fucked Kanna for a really long time, and considering the fact that I softened her up by making her cum once already, and also the fact that she had only been watching the whole time, she felt so good from this simple banging. She got caught in a chain of back-to-back orgasms from that young boy's dick, and I was seriously worried that we were gonna get caught because of how loud she was moaning.

To end things off, he pulled out at the very last second and presented his cock to my face after me having begged him for it. He blew his load on my face too, but I wasn't gonna let it go to waste, so I picked that throbbing thing in my mouth as soon as I could and sucked on it to have as much of his cum for myself as I could.

That's not at all how I expected yesterday evening to go, but hey, I loved every second of it! As it really doesn't look like we're able to leave today either, well… We'll repeat the fun this evening as well. Got to take every opportunity we can take before we set sail home tomorrow morning. I'm gonna miss him and miss this entire place too.

• 13th Journal - Moon and Star (By Karim / Aliya)