JoS/Kanna/13th Journal - Moon and Star

Evening Star, 17th, 3E 427

(By Aliya)

About a week has passed, and we're back at the volcanic north, the desert of ash, or whatever you want to call this miserable corner of the world. A lot of good news for me to go through, as boring as traveling has been.

First of all, I haven't been arrested by the Tribunal yet. That's a big "yet" though, as I haven't even been in the areas where the Temple holds a lot of ground. I should avoid them going forward as well. Secondly, Karim could accompany us on this trip, meaning we'll have an extra hand with us in case we get into trouble. Lastly, and best of all, the tone in Nibani's voice has changed now that she's gotten across reading the books and the documents I brought her.

While I've been absent, Nibani has seen dreams and visions herself, leaving very little doubt in her mind anymore. I have already passed the first two trials, and these things cannot be dismissed as mere coincidences anymore. According to her, I really might be the real deal after all, which is a wonderful thing for the Urshilaku Tribe since they've been looking for someone like me for centuries, and she couldn't be prouder to be the one to guide me through the next steps of my quest. She still deems it necessary for me to pass one more trial to make sure there will be no shadow of a doubt about the truthfulness of my claims.

For the third trial, I must travel to the Cavern of the Incarnate, where a secret shrine to Azura is located. I was only given rough directions, but our destination lies somewhere on the north-eastern slopes of the Red Mountain, where we must find "the eye of the needle in the teeth of the wind". "Mouth of the cave lies in the skin of the pearl, the dream is the door and the star is the key". Yeah, a riddle. Only if I pass this one final test will my claim of being the true Incarnate become undeniable and unchallengeable.

We're not heading towards the general area quite yet, as we first intend to visit the island Azura talked to me about at her other shrine. We've already made it to the big island in the middle of Sheogorad, so it shouldn't take much longer for us to get there. It's a good thing that the sky is clear, as the last thing we want accompanying us on this journey is another ash storm. As for the winter's cold… despite being at the same latitude as the northernmost parts of Skyrim, this area doesn't get that cold, thanks to the Red Mountain and the warm ocean currents. Still, nights can get a bit chilly this time of the year, so freezing temperatures aren't out of the question.

Time to set up a camp, rest, and then crawl under a warm blanket with Karim and Kanna.

Evening Star, 18th, 3E 427

(By Karim)

Ninety-eight years ago, a Dunmeri priestess and a pilgrim named Rayna Drolan made it her mission to gain Azura's favor through meditation and enlightenment, not by request from the goddess of twilight herself, but by 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. However, it also caught the attention of another god, 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 to hear how 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 making a bigger deal out of it than I probably ever should. Granted, this is on a much larger scale than any bet I would do, and there's something at 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 a ruckus. Aureals closely resemble High Elves in appearance with their golden skin and hair, with even their teeth and bones donning the color of the purest gold, but their black-and-yellow eyes prove that they are indeed no mere elves, for they look like those of a cat. Staada herself took the form of a very young girl, resembling a child with her perfect washboard chest and belly, narrow hips, and a babyface, all of which were on full display as she was partaking in the orgy.

She's no Dark Seducer, 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, with her golden, curly pigtails being long enough to reach all the way to the ground in this position. 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 even though the act looked a bit violent, she was clearly having fun.

Staada wasn't alone, as she had two female friends. Like I said, this was an orgy, and the Ogrim wasn't the only Daedric male there either. Another Aureal in the form of an adult woman was taking Scamp dick from all directions; she rode one, took one from behind into her ass, and wrapped 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 her giant boobs. The last Saint, in the 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 noticed 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 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 had something to say.

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

"I-I do appreciate a bit of fun", Aliya admitted with her eyes still running across all the debauchery 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 golden bowls in the middle of an empty table. "Well, Eye do appreciate your honesty, little miss what's-your-name." To be clear, the way she said "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's this all 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!"

"…And how long exactly will this orgy last?"

Staada thought about it for a while before answering. "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, and 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 two cuties into having sex with us", she added, licking her lips.

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, I prepared for combat alongside Aliya and my sister. And yes, it was hard to defeat them. Never mind the fact that we were outnumbered, Golden Saints are really powerful. As for the Scamps? No problem. Daedroth? Well, one on one, they're not that powerful, but this one wasn't alone. 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 I was in top shape, and the girls were fresh with all of our magicka at their 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 soldiers into superhuman warriors for a really brief period, but it's a bit taxing on the body. I'm gonna have a lot of sore muscles tomorrow.

Aliya's destructive spell power is still as powerful as the last time I witnessed it, although her true strength still lies in non-combat magicks. Likewise, Kanna had it easy. We were only up against residents of Oblivion, so Conjuration magic works wonders against them. In addition to summoning her own little Scamp to aid her in battle, Kanna managed to bind that Daedroth to her will, forcing it to slay all of the enemy Scamps. Kanna's Scamp also proved itself surprisingly useful with its fireballs. I had no idea it would be that powerful of an ally, given how useless the enemy Scamps were. Me? I killed that Ogrim in one-to-one combat, in addition to besting one of the Aureals in a duel. I take no pride in the fact that I struck that busty woman down, but oh well. She'll probably 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. The tone in Staada's voice changed drastically, and she looked like crying, especially now that she was alone.

"Okay, okay, time out!" she said, dropping her swords to the ground. "I give up!"

Being her usual mischievous self, Kanna wasn't too concerned about our opponent's pleading. "Now, what was it that you said again?" she asked, with a surprisingly sadistic smile on her face. "I think you said something about "forcing" us into doing… something…"

With her hands in the air, Staada tried to play it off with a fake smile. "Oh, come on! It was obviously just a joke! I would NEVER force anybody into - "

Kanna took this opportunity to cast a powerful domination spell, and surprisingly, her magic was more than enough to momentarily dominate this Daedra's mind and bend it to her will. Together with Aliya, she immobilized her for good through paralyzation, burden, and magicka disintegration. As her armor and weapons disappeared into thin air thanks to the Conjuration spell being broken, she was effectively reduced to being just an ordinary 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 in. "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 giggled playfully. "Well, I just proved you wrong", she said, "since you're clearly incapable of resisting my magic over you…"

Before Staada could answer, Aliya walked up to her and said: "Azura demands proof of our victory."

Even in defeat, it was the one thing Staada was unwilling to do. Not even Kanna's domination over her mind was going to be able to change that, as became evident when she swore through her gritted teeth: "I'd rather die than give anything to you. Azura can eat my shit."

Killing her wasn't something any of us wanted to do, especially since she had already surrendered. Besides, we had her where we wanted, immobilized and incapable of putting up a fight, so what would've been the point anyway? Instead, we collectively decided that it would be so much more fun teasing her. More accurately, Kanna decided that, while Aliya and I played along. I swear, she was having a blast, so much so that it almost seemed out of character for her.

As Kanna's Scamp took Staada to her knees and tied her hands up, Kanna walked up to her. "You're a feisty one", she said, running her fingers through Staada's left, long pigtail. "And cute to the boot! Maybe I should bind you to my will for good? Make you into my servant, and have you fight for me?"

"T-that's not how this works", Staada replied. "You can't just bind me to your will like that. It's impossible, and - "

"Awww, are you sure?" Kanna asked, clenching her fist hard around Staada's hair while simultaneously casting another spell to dominate her further. It seemed almost as if the magic was working, as Staada was shaking and looked quite scared with her mouth gaping over. "But I like you so much", Kanna cooed, which seemed to set Staada off.

"G-go… fuck yourself", she swore, being as stubborn and feisty as ever despite looking a bit spooked by the situation. "I'll never allow this…! I'd r-rather kill myself… t-than take orders from… from a fucking mortal child…!"

Yeah, despite all Kanna's attempts to dominate that "creature" - if you can even call her that - she couldn't break through her mind. It's clear that her magic was having some effect on that little girl, which is damn impressive work from my little sister, but I guess it'll take a more experienced conjurer to be able to dominate a Golden Saint's mind completely. Still, she wasn't done, but instead of casting a new spell, she took a completely new approach.

"Fine then", she said, giggling to herself as she spoke down to the monster in front of her. "I gave you a chance, slave, but since you're not willing to listen to your new mistress, I'm going to have to punish you. How about I, hmmmm… force you into having sex?"

While Kanna certainly surprised Staada by saying that, Aliya was actually the first to speak up. "Wait a minute, seriously?"

Kanna blinked at Aliya, looking confused. "What? She's been fucking monsters left and right for the past few weeks here anyway."

Aliya continued to be against the idea. "I still don't think it's right for us to - "

"Yeah, and don't forget what she wanted to do to us", Kanna said, eyeing Staada down, arms crossed in a power pose. "She wanted to see us raped and brutalized by those filthy creatures. That's not funny… "rape" is not funny… and I think she deserves to learn that first hand…" Staada's eyes stared Kanna up fiercely, but she couldn't bring herself to reply. "So, Staada… that is your name, right? Have you ever been fucked by a mortal?"

"I-I am NOT even going to entertain you with an answer, bitch", Staada replied and spat on the ground.

"I'll take that as a "No", then", Kanna said and stood up, beaming at me. I knew that instant that she was going to set me up to play the villain in this story. "Wanna teach her a lesson, my dear brother?"

I'll be honest, I was against the idea for a second, just like Aliya was earlier. To me, a girl who's into sex and into me is far hotter than the opposite, and it looked like Staada despised me. Besides, out of all the sexual experienced I'd had up until that day, the one where I was forced to violate that Breton woman in Sentinel remains my least favorite, and I'd say for a good reason. Yet, at the same time, this situation felt different. Like Kanna said, that Aureal bitch probably was planning on using the Daedra to rape my little girls, which made me angry at her. Besides, I couldn't deny her allure. The sight of her naked, child-like body in all of its immature glory and her angry, yet adorable face were making the blood rush to my groins and making me want to commit a crime.

So, I decided to embrace the evil in me and go along with Kanna's plan. "Leave it to me", I finally said. "I'll show her what it feels like to make love to a real man."

And so, we dragged her to the southern tip of the island, all while she continued hurling insults at us, and set up a little camp where I was gonna play with my new Aureal toy. As Aliya and Kanna stood back to watch the event unfold from the sidelines, I got naked and pushed the tiny little Golden Saint down to her back on top of a bedroll despite her verbal and physical protest.

"Don't you dare put your filthy thing anywhere near me", she said, tossing and turning, evidently trying to free her hands from her rope bindings. Had it not been for her current, helpless stature, her defiant plea could've even been mistaken for an order. It was clear she still hated me and 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, and her numerous protests and her constant back-talking only made me harder. Am I sick in the head for actually taking pleasure in raping a little girl? Maybe a little, I guess.

I pushed my dick into her golden folds, and damn, that pussy felt just as good as any mortal preteen pussy. She was impossibly tight upon entry despite having been fucked silly just a moment ago, but moving around and softening her up wasn't a challenge. She was still soaked all the way through, and despite her best efforts of kicking and twisting around, she was utterly incapable of resisting my dick or pushing me away from her. She was just so small and weak. She was also surprisingly quiet, given her earlier bravado, and didn't try to barrage me with insults like she had done earlier. Instead, she just closed her eyes tight and whispered: "Damn you…!" She sounded so angry, yet so defeated at the same time. It's like she had given up, even though she obviously didn't want to.

It hadn't even been a minute of me thrusting into her cunny in missionary position, and she was already battling to stifle her moans, sniffing and whimpering. The corners of her eyes were getting watery, and she still looked as outraged as ever, but she still remained mostly quiet and immobile, just taking it. I took this as an opportunity to grab her skinny golden waist, and lift her up a little to pull her towards my cock as I leaned more on my knees, positioning myself to thrust into her even harder. It momentarily made her give in and moan harder, and having realized it immediately, she actually shook her head and told me to slow down. "N-not s-so hard, you… you disgusting brute…!"

"Finally starting to show your true colors, huh?" I said, wanting to tease her verbally. "It's okay, let your voice out, little girlie…"

She slowly opened her eyes, allowing her tears to finally roll down her cheeks, and stared me straight into mine. "Haaah… d-don't… get c-cocky, y-you…!" Her words were getting increasingly shakier, and her sentences choppier, and she couldn't even finish her last one. And that thing just now, I wasn't sure if it was an exhale or an honest-to-god moan, but it damn sure was full of pleasure and lust. Yet, she continued to deny she was feeling good. "Y-you're never gonna… m-make me… c-cum… ugh! No, no, no, d-don't… y-you can't…!"

The tone in her voice had changed completely as she couldn't contain her moans of pleasure any longer. 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. Yet, at the same time, she sounded way more full of life and pleasure now than she did a while back, proving to me that I was making her feel better than that monster did. I was on the verge of making her cum, and I wasn't even close to being done myself despite pounding her pussy hard.

"Just admit it", I said. "You love my cock, whore…"

"Aaahn, d-don't you dare insult me…!" she responded, or at least tried to. Her entire body shook in the 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 cope with all the pleasure her body was experiencing. She finally came, and she came hard. Lifting her chest to lean on her tied hands and struggling to free them, she closed her teary eyes, and she moaned. I just had to slow down and edge it out to feel how lively her pussy was, and she was throbbing and gripping me hard. Oh, and her high-pitch voice was so heavenly. Just as she looked, felt, and smelled like a nine, or maybe an eight-year-old girl, she sounded exactly like one too, and her voice mirrored pure pleasure. There was no pain, no anguish, or no sadness present. In the midst of her squirting orgasm, she could not hide what her heart was feeling.

I decided to pull out for a second to preserve this moment, but I was far from done. I rolled her over to her stomach and grabbed her waist, preparing to insert from behind. That's when I coincidentally noticed something. There was something wrapped around her middle finger, and it caught my attention. It was a pretty little ring, and she was utterly oblivious to the fact that it could easily be snatched from her. So, taking advantage of the situation, I grabbed her wrist, held it tight, and stole her ring. This made her wail and protest even louder. "Nooo, give it back! I got it from my Master as a gift!"

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

"O-okay, you got what you wanted!" Staada cried out. "Now tell this stupid brute off, and let me go!"

"Nuh-uh! No chance!" Kanna replied, giggling. "Don't forget, I own you now, so do as I say and take his dick!"

"You heard her, bitch", I said and pushed my dick into Staada again, slamming my waist into her pretty little golden buttocks, causing her to moan and wail hard. I groped her flat chest to pull her closer to me and pressed two of my fingers against her clitoral hood, giving her sensitive spots a little pinch, and even though she begged "No", her tight little cunny was singing a completely different song. She was clutching me so tight I could hardly believe it.

"No, no, stop! Pull out! Please!" she begged, and although I must admit, I felt a little bad for her and thought she had already learned her lesson, I wasn't done. There was no way I was going to stop or slow down, and I was gonna keep slaying that pussy until I had claimed it as my own with my cum. I decided to let her know this.

"Don't you worry, little Staada", I said, leaning forward as I pulled her body up a little, groping her chest even harder. I could feel her heart pound through her chest, and it was going damn wild. "I'm almost done with you!"

"Aaah, no! Please, you've got to pull out!"

"Just bear a little bit longer, girlie!"

"I-I'm serious! You CAN'T cum inside! You absolutely can't!"

"So that's what she meant", I thought. Oh, but I absolutely could, and I totally would. I didn't say any of that out loud, but I was determined to cum inside no matter what, and no amount of begging on her part was going to stop me. Kanna and Aliya might've been able to convince me to show mercy, but they both remained quiet, so it didn't matter. I was already reaching my limit, and Staada must've realized this too. She shook her head and told me "No" one final time as I rushed forward with all my might to finish the job.

Pleasure took over me, and I finally filled her tight Aureal cunny with big, chunky blobs of cum, all while she let out a loud moan of pleasure. Honestly, I couldn't believe how good her pussy felt. It was so good I couldn't move an inch, and all I could think of was pushing in harder and pulling her closer. It was like time had stopped, and I didn't want it to end. Yet, at the same time, I felt guilty, having just raped a little girl. I might've rationalized it as her deserving it, and by thinking she wanted to do the same to Aliya and my sister, but at the end of the day, I violated her. Can't say I feel too proud about that.

Left lying on her back in a pool of cum and her own juices, Staada kept battling her tears, staring into the distance with empty eyes. I must admit, it made me feel really dirty inside to hear her sob, and I felt a little sorry for her. She called me a brute again, and a lowlife too, and said she'd never forgive me. She said she'd never been submitted by a mortal man before, and even though she didn't say it out loud, for her, a proud Aureal, that must've been humiliating beyond measure.

"Oh, I know what you're feeling right now", Kanna said, squatting down next to Staada, wiping her tears away, but she just kept staring into the sea, not reacting to anything. "Rape is a pretty awful thing to threaten someone with, don't you think? And an even more awful thing to force on someone…"

Staada couldn't utter a word in reply. In fact, she didn't even move, but I'm sure she was listening keenly.

"I hope you'll forgive me for this", Kanna said, rubbing Staada's cheek and capturing her attention. "You're bound to me now, and the first time I summon you, I promise I'll treat you right, okay? I would love to become friends with you."

Shockingly, Staada nodded. I couldn't believe it, but for Kanna, that was the cue to finally let her go and banish her straight back to Oblivion.

Still, what a day. If someone had told me a week ago I would someday force myself on a woman again, I would've felt insulted. After all, what happened in Sentinel a couple of years ago was a traumatic experience, not just for her but also for me. Now, though, I only feel guilty, and I can't help but wonder what Staada thinks of me, especially since she's now bound to my little sister. For Kanna, being able to summon a Golden Saint, a servant of Sheogorath, a warrior of that caliber, is a pure gift, but that also means today isn't the last time I'll ever meet her. Will she ever forgive me? I wouldn't blame her if she didn't, but I hope she will. After all, the idea wasn't necessarily to hurt her, but to teach her a lesson. An eye for an eye, so to speak.

Regardless, we can rest peacefully knowing we've done a good deed for Azura. Aliya certainly seems happy, and I hope she'll be rewarded for it. Now, all that's left for us is to find her hidden shrine and for her to enter the Cavern of the Incarnate.

Evening Star, 19th, 3E 427

(By Aliya)

We've got a couple of really cold days 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 can rely on boats for more comfortable transportation. After spending a night on that island where I completed Azura's task, we set foot on Dagon Fel, the only permanent settlement on the isles of Sheogorad. It's a village of a hundred, or 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? Crazy, isn't it? It's settled mainly by Nords, and you can see that in the architecture as well. It's like a little piece of Skyrim here in the north-eastern lands.

We found a man in the "End of the World" tavern willing to take us back to Vvardenfell when he embarks on a fishing trip tomorrow morning. 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 freezing outside. Snow is falling too, so we're just gonna go to sleep as we need to wake up early tomorrow.

Evening Star, 20th, 3E 427

(By Aliya)

After another full day of travel through the wastes and up the mountain, we found a large stone door. The door wouldn't open initially, 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. A voice asked me to enter, and my friends wished me good luck on the third trial, the final test to see if I was the true Incarnate.

In front of me, in the form of a stone statue larger than any other I'd ever seen, Azura sat meditating on her knees, with her palms extended forward, almost as if waiting for someone or trying to catch water. She was gorgeous, even in her cold, stony visage. I held the Ring of Sheogorath in my hands, and after placing it on her palms, it began floating as strange magic enveloped it. I'm not sure if the ring was transformed or simply replaced in a blink of an eye, but what was in its place, faster than I could even realize, was another, very different kind of ring; 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 were now complete, but my work is still far from done. 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 call me Nerevarine, and three houses must name me Hortator. Only after I succeed in this mission can I 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 a 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 also moderately interested in the art of Mysticism, this artifact will be put to 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 beyond awesome!

Her second gift was the gift of conversation. Azura knew I had my questions, and she was happy to answer many of them.

First, I asked her about my previous life and if there would ever be a way for me to remember anything from it, and her answer was mixed. I can never truly remember what my previous life was like because even though 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 her what truly happened on the Red Mountain? I know there are conflicting accounts of history, and even Azura recognizes this, but instead of telling me the whole truth as she sees it, she only spoke of the Tribunal's betrayal and how this made her curse the Chimer. Supposedly, the Chimer of the past once shared the same golden skin as the Altmer of Alinor, back when the Mer of Tamriel were more unified in their appearance, but after the Tribunal broke their oath to Lord Indoril Nerevar, Azura cursed their followers and their race by turning them into the Dunmer we know today. She did not elaborate further, and closed by saying whether I choose to believe her account of history is for me to decide.

And finally, I asked her, why me? Why an Altmer? Why not a Dunmer? Nerevar was a Chimer, but even though they've changed, they're still the same race, aren't they? Besides, I'm sure most locals 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, and a lot you don't know about yourself. You're not as purebred an Altmer as you might think, for example. Your family roots are… more complicated than that."

Yeah, I've always known I don't look like most Altmer, as my skin is much paler than that of your average High Elf, human-like even, so who knows, maybe there's some history of racial mixing and interracial marriages in my family tree, which certainly could "complicate" my roots. Besides, didn't the "Lost Prophecy" also mention something similar? Something about the Nerevarine being born to an ancient family? It's hard for me to say if there's truth to that, and perhaps impossible for me to know for sure. Maybe it doesn't even matter. I certainly don't care about my racial purity on a personal level, but at the same time, Azura wouldn't have brought it up for nothing. Who knows, my roots could even be connected to the ancient Morrowind, and maybe I'm connected to the man I was in my previous life in ways other than just my soul alone…

Still, she sadly would not elaborate on what she meant, and since I 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 heroine that will save an entire land sounds pretty intimidating, and the idea of having to cast down the false gods of the Tribunal, even more so. I mean, they may be false gods, but their powers are still close to god-like. Furthermore, as became apparent to me in that cavern, there have been other Incarnates 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 lay 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 wonder… am I strong enough? Perhaps not, at least not yet… I need time, but how much time do I have? Like I said, I'm anxious, and writing this just made my anxiety a trillion times worse…

Regardless, I brought the news to my friends. They're supportive of me as well, and they're hopeful that everything will 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 arduous road to get to this point. Somehow, I fear things are only going to get more difficult from here.

Evening Star, 21st, 3E 427

(By Aliya)

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

However, that's only the good news; Nibani had some bad news for me as well. Firstly, she has no tips for me regarding how to unite the three Great Houses, meaning I'm on my own in that regard, and that fucking sure isn't going to be as easy as gaining recognition of the four tribes! In fact, that part will be the most challenging one on this journey for sure.

Also, while I may have made many friends and allies with this feat, you need to realize that with fame also comes infamy. The word must spread, and the word will spread, and when it does, I will only become more recognizable by friends and enemies alike. One man's hero is another man's villain, and even the most agreeable personalities can be viewed as controversial in the eyes of the dissenters. The Temple, in particular, will see me as an 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 and maybe even try to have me killed, so I'll have to be really careful with them going forward. And don't let me even get started with the Sixth House. While Dagoth Ur did extend an invitation for me to honor his friendship, they've already declared me their enemy, and gods only know how they'll make me suffer if they catch me again.

I think I've got to lay low for a while. Nibani already told me where to find the three remaining tribes, but we won't seek them out yet. Instead, I'll return to Balmora with my friends to plan my next move from there.

Evening Star, 27th, 3E 427

(By Aliya)

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

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

The tribes shouldn't be a big problem, and I might have an easy time with Hlaalu and Telvanni due to my own connections with the latter and my Imperial connections when it comes to the former. Or, perhaps it'll be difficult despite all of that. Karim is with the Hlaalu, so maybe he could vouch for me? He knows some big shot within that organization, which could be a big plus for me. Hard to say.

Gaining House Redoran's recognition will be the most complicated mission of them all, and that I can already say with confidence. They're loyal to the Temple, who, in turn, see me as an enemy. 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, 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 and focus on helping my friends instead. Possibly in the meanwhile, I can seek out the tribes. My friends have helped me so much, and I feel like I owe them both. Kanna especially has a lot of work on her plate, and considering that Karim is preoccupied with his work, she's going to need a travel companion anyway. Happy to be at her side!

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