JoS/Kanna/13th Journal - Moon and Star

Evening Star, 18th, 3E 427

(By Karim)

Ninety-eight years ago, a Dunmeri priestess and a pilgrim by the name of Rayna Drolan made it her mission to gain Azura's favor through meditation and enlightenment, not by a request by the goddess of twilight herself, but of her own initiative. She built herself a tiny hut on a barren island somewhere in the northernmost reaches of the Sheogorad isles, and locked herself inside this building to complete her hundred-year-long meditation, only allowing herself to disrupt her meditation for sleep and food to keep herself alive. She was set to live there alone, on that lonely island, inaccessible by foot, with no sign of civilization anywhere near, somewhere so remote that not even pirates would care to go there. This caught Azura's attention, for it made her happy and proud. It also caught the attention of another god though, and he made his opinion heard.

Sheogorath mocked the idea of someone meditating for a hundred years, insisting that whoever would try would surely go insane, claiming that nobody could actually succeed in such a feat. Azura and Sheogorath were in a disagreement, and thus they made a bet.

None of this is anything I particularly care about, but it's interesting that gods share some similarities in their personalities to us "mere mortals". I can absolutely see myself making such a silly, meaningless bet with one of my bros and make a big deal out of it, bigger deal than it should be. Granted, this is on a much larger scale than any bet I would do, and there's something on stake for my good friend Aliya as well, which is gaining Azura's favor. I was more than happy to play along. This all turned out to be WAY more than I expected.

Azura's little hermit, the subject of the bet, was still inside her little hut in the middle of that small, barren island when we made our arrival. There was indeed some disturbance taking place, just as Azura had suspected. The servants of Sheogorath sent to turn the bet in his favor were in the middle of a full-blown orgy. Their idea of disrupting the hermit was through wild, non-stop interspecies sex.

At the center of it all was Staada, the faithful servant of Sheogorath hailing from the proud race of Aureals, more commonly known as Golden Saints in the Tamrielic tongue. She had been sent to Mundus all the way from the Shivering Isles to cause ruckus. Aureals resemble High Elves in their appearance more closely that many other lesser daedra with their golden skin and hair, with even their teeth and bones owning the color of purest gold. Their eyes prove that they are indeed no mere elves, for they resemble that of a cat. Staada herself took form of a very young girl, resembling a child with her perfect washboard chest and belly along with narrow hips and a babyface, all of which were on full display as she was partaking in the orgy.

She's no Dark Seducter, but considering her perversion, she might've as well been. Leaning towards the little hut naked, she was being pounded hard from behind by an Ogrim's arm-sized green cock. I could literally see her stomach bulging from the pounding as that monster's cock forced itself through her helpless body. She had the widest smile on her face though, so despite looking a bit scary for a girl, she was a complicit actor in all of this.

Staada wasn't alone, as she had two female friends, and plenty of daedra too. Like I said, this was an orgy. Another Aureal in form of an adult woman was taking Scamp dick from all directions, with her riding one, taking one from behind into her ass, and wrapping her tits around one as her body jumped up and down, jerking that lucky scamp's dick up and down in the soft embrace of giant boobs. The last Saint, in form of a girl about the same size as Aliya, had a Daedroth on top of her, pounding her cunny in a missionary position like there was no tomorrow.

Having realized our presence, Staada excused herself from being pounded silly by that tall, fat lumbering Ogrim, and approached us, peacefully. Despite having just been brutally fucked, she carried herself with dignity and with a straight posture, almost as if perfectly unfazed by what had just happened. She did not bother to hide her body, nor was there a shade of shame on her face. Instead, with a wide grin on her face, she has something to say.

"Are you lost, or are you here to join the fun?" she asked. "I hope you're here for fun at least. We've been at this for six weeks now, having sex day and night, but us three are having hard time satisfying all these horny beasts. Maybe you two ladies would love to join us." Then she stared at me with a scornful look on his face. "That… Beast can join too I suppose…" Yeah, it didn't seem like she had a very positive opinion of me.

"I-I do appreciate a bit of fun", Aliya admitted with her eyes still running across all the debauchery that was taking place before her eyes. "But no, I was actually sent by Azura to stop you…"

"Rrreaaalllly!?" Staada asked loudly, with eyes bulging wide like a pair of bowls in the middle of an empty table. "Well, Eye do appreciate your honesty, little miss what's-your-name." To be clear, her saying "I" did sound more like "Eye", and I thought it would be funnier to write it that way. Sorry for confusion.

"I do have a name too. It's Aliya."

"So, Aliya, what this all up to you?"

"We know about the bet between Azura and your master Sheogorath", Aliya explained, trying to reason with Staada. "The terms of the bet strictly forbid interference."

"Oh dear, miss Aliya, you misunderstand the whole situation. We're just here in this remote location having an orgy in the name of the Mad God", Staada explained with a smile on her face. "We're not disturbing anybody…"

"…Okay then… How long will this orgy last exactly?"

Staada thought about it for a while, until she finally answered. "Maybe like two more years or so?"

"No, you can go have your orgy elsewhere", Aliya said as she bore the hilt of her dagger.

"Oh, so you're no fun after all…" Staada finally said, licking her lips. With powerful Conjuration magic, she summoned a bikini armor to cover up her preteen self, and wielded a pair of beautiful scimitars, all of which had been crafted from ebony and gold. "Well, since it has to be this way, we're going to force you three into having fun."

Well, since I wasn't gonna allow my little girls to be defeated and raped, and since I certainly wasn't gonna let myself get killed, we prepared for combat. And yes, it was hard to defeat them. Never mind the fact that we were outnumbered, Golden Saints are really powerful, and so were these less intelligent daedra. Scamps? No problem. Daedroth? Well, one on one they're not that powerful. And that Ogrim? Well, let's just say it was the greatest challenge I'd faced in all of Vvardenfell.

However, we still had a clear advantage, because we were fresh with all of our magicka at our disposal. I had to tap into my inner strength as well, which is not something I often do. Redguard's adrenaline rush is a powerful thing, capable of transforming us from ordinary warriors to superhuman warriors for a really brief period of time, but it's a little taxing on the body. I'm gonna have a lot of sore muscles tomorrow.

Aliya's destructive spell power is still as powerful as it was the last time I witnessed it, although her true strength still does lie in non-combat magicks. Likewise, Kanna had really easy time. We were only up against residents of Oblivion, so Conjuration magic works wonders against them. In addition to summoning her little scamp to aid her in battle, Kanna actually bound that Daedroth to her will, forcing it to slay all of the enemy scamps. Of course, that little scamp she summoned with its fireballs proved itself surprisingly useful as well. I had no idea it would be that powerful of an ally. Me? I killed that Ogrim in one-to-one combat in addition to one of the Aureals. I take no pride in the fact that I struck a woman in the visage of a busty woman down, but hey, she was a damn evil daedra, so no pity for her. I bet she'll just resurrect in her own realm anyway, as these creatures are immortal. Aliya finished off the Daedroth after Kanna's magic ran out.

Before long only Staada and the other young Saint were left. Kanna must've spooked Staada for good when she finished off that one poor Saint and captured her soul inside of a Soul Gem. Tone in Staada's voice changed drastically, and she looked like crying, especially now that she was alone.

"Okay, okay, time out, I give up! Don't capture my soul!"

Being her usual sadistic self though, Kanna wasn't too concerned about our opponents pleading. Her magic was more than enough to dominate this daedra's mind, and bend it to her will momentarily. Together with Aliya, she went on to immobilize her for good through paralyzation, burden and magicka disintegration. She was effectively reduced into being just a normal little girl, despite being a creature of daedric origins. It was quite a sight to see, especially with her complaining and protesting the whole way through.

"How could a puny little mortal control me!?" she asked while holding her tears. "Who the fuck do you think you are!? You shouldn't be able to control me! Only the Mad God is allowed dominion over me!"

Kanna just giggled and allowed Aliya to have her speech. She walked up to her and said: "Azura demands proof of our victory."

Even in defeat, it was the one thing Staada was not willing to do. Not even Kanna's domination over her mind was going to be able to change that. We thought about it for a moment: should we just kill her? I certainly didn't want to, and neither did the girls. We collectively decided that it would be so much more fun teasing her. Kanna especially was having a blast, and she started going on about wanting to bind this cute little girl to her and maybe summon her as Kanna's servant from time to time. Staada protested, but it's not like she could do anything to stop Kanna from doing it, since Kanna had that daedra under her control already. Kanna actually did just what she promised, but not even that was enough to break Staada's will. She just said she'd rather kill herself than take orders from a "fucking mortal child". She's one stubborn girl, I must say… Or, maybe we were just approaching the situation in a wrong way. Kanna had one more cunning plan.

"Since you're not willing to listen to your new mistress, you're going to be punished like the slave you are", she said, arms crossed, giggling to herself as she spoke down to the monster in front of her. "Since you enjoy sex so much, why won't we punish you through rape? Have you ever been raped by a mortal?"

Yeah, that was the plan. Kanna was setting me up to play the villain in this story. I asked her if she was truly being serious, and said that I have no intention of raping her, but my opinion didn't seem to matter to her. "It's not rape since she's my property", she said. "Just do it, please."

And so, we dragged her to the southern tip of the island, and set up a little camp where we would proceed to toy with her. Or, rather, where I would toy with her. Aliya and Kanna weren't gonna help. I got naked and pushed the tiny little Aureal down to her back despite her verbal and physical protest.

"Don't you dare put your filthy thing anywhere near me", she said. Had it not been for her current, helpless stature, it would've maybe been even taken as an order. It was clear that she still didn't like me, that she clearly saw me as inferior, but it didn't matter. I already had a rock-solid boner, as I couldn't deny her beauty in her naked form. Her numerous protests and her constantly talking back to me just made me harder. Am I sick for actually taking pleasure in enjoying raping a little girl? I guess… Or not. It's not like I would ever do this to my fellow man or an elf.

I pushed my dick into her golden folds, and damn, that pussy felt just as good as any mortal preteen pussy. She tried to push my body back, but she was just so weak. I eventually took hold of her wrists and pushed her down completely. I mean, her pussy was already gripping around my cock tight, so it's not like there was any need for me to try and keep hold of her legs or waist. And yeah, she was damn tight alright. So damn wet and hot too. Despite being fucked silly just a moment ago, her pussy felt just like any other, almost as if the whole talk about promiscuous girls being looser was just a lie. I'm no stranger to tight pussies, so moving around was no challenge.

It hadn't even been a minute of me thrusting into her cunny in missionary position, and she was already moaning and whimpering. The corners of her eyes were getting watery and she was still angry, still talking about how a mortal man shouldn't be able to make her feel a thing, talking shit about how I was never gonna make her cum. I took that as a challenge. I eventually grabbed to that perfect slim waist of hers and fucked her harder, as hard as I could. She begged me to stop and slow down, to which I teased her back. She wasn't able to resist my cock despite all her bravado and tough talk. She actually cummed while being pounded silly, and I wasn't even close to being done.

The tone in her voice had changed completely. She was not talking shit anymore, and instead she was just begging for me to stop, at least while she could. She could barely stop herself from moaning. It was so damn clear that she was enjoying herself. I mean, was it ever a surprise? I knew she was a hopeless pervert from the moment I set my eyes on her being fucked by that fat, green creature. I called her out on this. "Stupid whore, finally starting to show your true colors, huh?"

"Aaahn, d-don't you dare insult me…!" she responded, or at least tried to. Her entire body shook in rhythm of my cock hammering her, and her face was that of pure pleasure. Despite being as stubborn as any creature could ever be, her body couldn't resist pleasure at all.

That's when I noticed something. There was something on her middle-finger, and it caught my attention. It was a pretty little ring, and she was completely oblivious to the fact that it could easily be snatched from her. So, that's exactly what I did. I grabbed her arm, held it tight, and stole the ring from her. This made her wail and protest loud. "Nooo, give it back! I got it from my Master as a gift!"

Aliya took the ring from me and inspected it, happy to hear that it really was from Sheogorath. "Azura's gonna love this", she said and giggled.

"O-okay, you got what you wanted!" Staada cried out. "Now stop this foolishness and let me go!"

"No chance, bitch", I told her and pulled out, rolling her over to her stomach. I grabbed her waist and slammed my dick into her again. It wasn't done until I said so, and I was gonna keep slaying that pussy until I had claimed it as my own with my cum. She certainly didn't seem like she liked the idea. It was weird that despite having been at it for days, there was no cum anywhere. Maybe those daedra had been forbidden from cumming or something? Some magic at play? Maybe there were neutered? Didn't matter to me. I was gonna cum no matter what, and Staada realized this too. She finally started apologizing for talking back and begged for me to not do it inside. Not a chance. I was already at my limit. I finally exploded and shot my sperm into her. Big, thick blobs of cum filled her tiny-ass body as she just sniffed and cried.

The work had been done, and the sun was falling anyway. Left laying in a pool of cum and her own juices, Staada just held her tears. A proud Aureal had been submitted by a mortal man, rendered powerless by magic. She's never gonna outlive the shame of it all.

It gave Kanna more than enough time to use her magic again, and remind Staada of just who she's bound to now, and who her new boss is. "I hope you'll forgive us for this", Kanna said. "Like, it's not personal or anything. You were just in the wrong place at the wrong time. I would love to become friends with you." After that, she banished her back to Oblivion, but not before making sure she could summon her back to Mundus if need be. She's always looking for daedra to enslave to her whims, and being able to summon a Golden Saint, a servant of Sheogorath, a warrior of that caliber, is a pure gift for her.

With this long day out of the way, we can rest peacefully knowing we've done a good dead for Azura. Now, all that is left for us to do is find her hidden shrine, and for Aliya to enter the Cavern of the Incarnate.

Evening Star, 19th, 3E 427

(By Aliya)

A couple of really cold days are ahead here in the frozen north where the warm, volcanic winds don't reach as often. Still, it's not cold enough for the sea to be frozen solid, so we still need to rely on boats. After spending a night on that island where I completed Azura's task, we next set foot to Dagon Fel, the only major settlement on the isles of Sheogorad. It's a village of hundred, maybe two hundred residents, and a real anomaly in the sense that not a single Dark Elf lives there. Yeah, we're in Morrowind, but no Dunmer live here? It's mostly settled by Nords and you can see that in the architecture as well. It's a piece of Skyrim here in the north-eastern lands.

We already found a man in the "End of the World" tavern that was willing to take us back to Vvardenfell when he departs tomorrow morning on a fishing trip. He says he's always happy to help travelers, talked about being an adventurer back in the day himself, and said that he won't even charge us money. Stories of our adventures are enough of a payment for him. How very, very generous of him.

It's really cold outside, snow is falling too, so we're just gonna go to sleep as we need to wake up early tomorrow anyway.

Evening Star, 20th, 3E 427

(By Aliya)

After another full day of travel through the wastes and then up the mountain - getting ambushed by a trio of bandits on the way - we found a large stone door. It would not open, but I knew that we had found the place we were looking for. Since it was a shrine to Azura, it only made sense for it to be protected by the same magic that Holamayan was. So, we set up camp where we would sleep once needed, and waited for the hour of twilight when the star of Azura would shine down on it.

Finally, the door opened before me. The voice asked me to enter, and my friends wished me good luck on the third trial, the final test to see if I truly was the true Incarnate.

Ahead of me she was sitting, Azura, in a form of a stone statue larger than anything I've ever seen. Carved from cold stone she may have been, but she was beautiful. On her knees, hands on her lap, she waited for me. I held the Ring of Sheogorath in my hands, and I placed it there. It begun floating, and a strange magic enveloped it. I'm not sure if it transformed, or if it simply was replaced in a blink of an eye, but what was in its place faster than I could realize was another ring. It was an ornament of silver and gold, a ring depicting a moon and a star. It was her gift to me, so I picked it up. I could hear her voice urge me to put it on, so I did. And then, as I did, her visions flooded my mind.

Finally, she greeted me as Nerevar Reborn. Azura herself recognized me as such, telling me that my first three trials are now complete, but more remain in my way. She gave her next mission to me directly and told me to seek out the Ashkhans and the Great Houses. Just as the fourth and fifth trials say, the four tribes must name me Nerevarine, and three houses must name me Hortator. It is only after I succeed in this mission that I can finally stand before and challenge the false gods, heal Azura's people and restore Morrowind from evil.

So, it's finally been confirmed. According to a legend only Nerevar could wear this magical ring. Anyone else who would try, would die if they wore it. This is the final proof Nibani Maesa needs.

That was not all, however. Azura had two more gifts for me. Or, maybe three, if you count being named her Champion as one. For my help on that island few days ago, she gifted me with a special kind of inexhaustible Soul Gem, an artifact they call Azura's Star. As an aspiring Enchanter and someone who's moderately interested in the art of Mysticism too, this artifact will be put into very good use. I bet Kanna's gonna be so jealous! Don't have to worry about buying so many Soul Gems anymore! They're expensive as fuck anyway, so this is awesome.

The second gift was the gift of conversation. She knew I had my questions, and she was happy to answer many of them. I first asked her about my previous life, and if there would ever be a way for me to remember anything from it. Well, her answer was mixed. I can never truly remember what my previous life was like. Despite the fact that I share my soul with Lord Indoril Nerevar, we're still separate persons with separate personalities. Azura said that I shall be gifted with more visions and dreams from my past though, and that these visions will allow me to relive some of the events from my previous life, and maybe even teach me something in the process.

Secondly I asked what truly happened on the Red Mountain? I know there are conflicting accounts of history, and even Azura recognizes this. She simply told me that the visions I see will show me the truth as she sees it, but whether I choose to believe her account of history is for me to decide.

Next I asked, why me? Why a High Elf, why not a Dark Elf? Nerevar was a Chimer, as the people were once called here, but they're the same race, aren't they? Besides, there are many locals who would rather accept a fellow Dunmer as their hero rather than an outlander. Her answer surprised me.

"There's still a lot you don't know, my child; a lot you don't know about this land or its history, a lot you don't know about yourself. What you cannot remember, for example, is the nature of Chimer of the past. They once shared the same golden skin of Altmer of Alinor, back when the Mer of Tamriel were more unified in their appearance. It was only after the betrayal of the Tribunal that I cursed their race and turned their skin of gold into that of ash. It was I who cursed the Chimer and created the Dunmer. I did not want my champion to carry this curse. I wanted my champion to resemble the Nerevar of the past. Besides, you're not as purebred a High Elf as you might think. Your roots are… more complicated than that."

Sadly, she would not elaborate, but that's that. As I really didn't have any other questions for her, not any questions that she was willing to answer anyway, she let me go on my way.

All of this is making me anxious though. Am I really expected to follow along with this path going forward? The idea of being a hero that will save an entire land sounds pretty intimidating, the idea of being against the whole of Tribunal, even more so. I mean, they may be false gods, but their powers are still god-like. Furthermore, as became apparent to me in that Cavern, there have been Nerevarines before me as well; I'm not the first Nerevar reborn, as these ghosts of the past made clear. I spoke to six different ghosts who all gave me their blessing for the mission that lays ahead of me. They all failed, and they all made it clear that I must not fail. I really, really fucking hope I don't… But at the same time, I just can't help but to wonder… Am I strong enough? Perhaps not, at least not yet…

Finally, I brought the news to my friends. They're supportive of me as well, and they're hopeful that everything'll turn out alright. Tomorrow I'll return to Urshilaku, where I will be named their Nerevarine. It is, however, only the first step, and it's been a long and tough road to get to this point. Somehow, I fear things are not gonna get any easier.

Evening Star, 21st, 3E 427

(By Aliya)

So, the Ashkhan of Urshilaku named me their Nerevarine. He recognizes me as their war-leader, the one who must unify all the four clans of Vvardenfell under one banner. Me being their leader is nothing but a honorary title though, although at the same time, that honor is immense. Nibani and Sul-Matuul both reassured me though, that the hardest part is already in the past. Considering that I have already passed three trials, and considering that I already have the proof on my finger, uniting the remaining three tribes will be much easier. Or, so they hope. They're not part of the Nerevarine cult, so I will still need to prove myself to their wise women and Ashkhans and likely do something for them before they can accept me as their war-leader.

However, that's only the good news. Nibani had bad news for me as well. I may have made a lot of friends and allies with this feat, but with fame also comes infamy. The word will spread, the word must spread. The Temple will know me as their enemy to be defeated, and the Tribunal will not take the idea of Nerevarine challenging their rule lying down. Ordinators will without a doubt try to imprison me for my heresy, maybe even have me killed. I'll have to be really careful going forward.

Nibani already told me where to find the three remaining tribes, but for now, we won't seek them out yet. Instead, we'll return to Balmora and plan our next move from there.

Evening Star, 27th, 3E 427

(By Aliya)

We've been home for a while now. Or, rather, I've been home. Karim has returned to his duties with the Legion, while Kanna has been doing some minor work around the nearby region.

Myself, I'm having trouble figuring out where to start.

I don't know if there's any requirements for me to complete the fourth and fifth trials in order, or if I can just approach the remaining houses and tribes as I please. The tribes are still a big question mark, as is House Redoran, but I might have easier time with Hlaalu and Telvanni due to my own connections with the latter, but also my Imperial connections when it comes to the former. Besides, Karim is with the Hlaalu, so maybe he could vouch for me too? Hard to say. I'm not gonna pretend it's gonna be easy.

House Redoran might actually be the hardest mission of them all. They're loyal to the Temple, who in turn must see me as an enemy at this point. The idea of getting them on my side honestly seems almost insurmountable. And yeah, forget about House Dres and House Indoril. They're even more conservative than Redoran is, not that they own any land here anyway. Besides, the fifth trial only states three Great Houses anyway, so I don't need to worry about them.

I'm not sure where to start yet, so I'm gonna lay low for a while, maybe just focus on helping my friends instead. Maybe in the meanwhile, I can seek out the tribes. My friends have helped me so much and I feel like I owe them both one. Kanna especially has a lot of work on her plate, and considering that Karim is preoccupied with his work, she needs a travel companion anyway.

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