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Skaal village, Solstheim 4E 202. One year after the defeat of Miraak.

The old man sat in his old wooden chair in front of his fire a leather-bound book in his lap and three children sitting cross-legged on the floor between him and the fire facing the aged Skaal "A story eh?" the old man said with a smile on his lips "Have I not told you all the stories to be told? of all the great heroes of the ages?" the old man said running a hand across the book's surface. "But papa surely there's more stories than that!" one of the children argued as the old man began slowly flipping through the seemingly ancient pages. "Oh there are many more stories than those of heroes and champions, monarchs and dragonborn from far away lands. But are you willing to hear them through?" the old man said furrowing his brow as he found one story in his book that stood out, a very odd tale indeed. "What does that mean?" another child asked the old man "It means that some stories may be left undisturbed..." the old man trailed off reading the tale. He remembered it now. It was a myth so bizarre he could've sworn the madgod wrote it himself. Soon the children all began protesting at once questioning the old man's cryptic words and soon he conceded to tell the tale of how an Akiviri kidnapped possibly the most generous mortal man and how an... unlikely, group rescued him. "It began like this" the old man began...



In the cold north of Skyrim in the frozen wastes of Winterhold before its inevitable ruin an odd figure stood out amongst the snow strolling along an icy path. The figure was in fact that of a crab wearing a most odd hat and unusually carrying a walking stick which he tapped along the path merely for the noise it made rather than any practical use.

Strangely, it wasn't long before the renown mudcrab merchant known as Marvin met a traveller along the road whom immediately stopped at the sight of the curious crab. Marvin however was less than pleased at the path being blocked by this Nord "Out of my way!" the crab screamed in a nasally voice almost causing the Nord to faint and rendering him speechless. "Imbecile!" Marvin shreaked "I'll show you to mess with a mudcrab!" he shrieked again and began feebly clawing at one of his two Dwemer weapons but lacked the dexterity to actually grip the weapon "Curse the Dwarves and their not crab friendly weapons!" he wailed then went with the more direct approach of aggressively pinching the Nord's feet.

The Nord fell back with surprise "Hah! teach you to mess with a mudcrab!" cackled Marvin climbing over the Nord prodding him with his walking stick as if the Nord was simply another part of the road but he stopped to give the Nord a good smack across the face with the rod before continuing along his way whistling a mudrcab tune.


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Out of the gloom and prevailing ice, stood what looked almost like a statue but made from ice the like of which looked purer than the mountain streams. It's 'name' was Frosty and he was far from, a statue. He was what some magic types call an 'atronach' a being that was, often conjured by summoners and mages, and was in a sense nature given form.

He spotted the classily dressed crab through the relatively thick snow, and strolled at a leisurely pace towards him. He was somewhat wary of the small crab, after his attack on a traveling Nord. Frosty hailed him in his deep icy tone ''what brings a mudcrab, so far from his watery home?'' he asked, looking down upon him. Not because he disliked him, but because he was nearly ten times his height.


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Marvin did his best to whirl around but being a mudcrab didn't allow such freedom so he was forced to slowly rotate his body around to face the disembodied voice that had spoken to him and again made a grab for his weapon but again failed to draw his weapon and stamped his foot in frustration which really wasn't more than a basic "tick" on the ice.

As it turned out the disembodied voice wasn't as disembodied as he thought "I am a merchant!" Marvin shrieked indignantly in his nasally voice at being looked down upon "A mudcrab merchant knows no watery abode! we already have most of Morrowind under our influence!" he continued to wail "And what about you hmmm? what brings you to mundus?!"


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Kwanzaa Bot ran with a thuds and crashes as snow and rock cracked and crumbled beneath him. He rushed forward he had heard of a friend gone missing and he could feel it in his gears that something was wrong.

With a screech he stopped. "What's this? A crab in clothes." He said with a deep mechanical voice smooth like jazz. "Ain't no thing in such festive clothes ever I seen in the snow. A frost monster too probably gonna stop on that little guy with his icy boot."

With that Kwanzaa Bot approached.

((OOC he is wearing the same thing kwanzaa bot wears, but is a dwarven centurion lol.))
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Frosty ''smiled'' which wasn't really a change in his expression at all. "The top hat, and rather classy clothing suggested you where a merchant. And being a mudcrab I would have thought you to have a like of water...not that there Is much water here.'' He responded, in his same unchanging and seemingly monotone voice.

He turned around to see if his, "master" had been following. He was an Altmer and a conjurer...and a seemingly bad one at that. But they were "linked" through some twist of fate unbeknownst to wither of them. He re-faced the tiny crab ''I am here, as my conjurer seeks to better his...lack lustre...skills.''


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"Then I shall be on my way again. Good day to you!" he shriek rather annoyed though it would've been hard to tell given that he was a crab then tipped his hat and began the slow process of turning around again and noticed a very strange dwarven robot of some sort wearing the strangest attire he'd ever seen approaching "Bah humbug!" he wailed flailing his walking stick.


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''Hmm'' Frosty responded with, he was far more interested in the dwarven robot. ''Pray tell, what are you?'' he asked the strange automation, he was still wondering where the Altmer conjurer had gone off to. ''You don't see a robot above group...well often'' he added.


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A small figure walked the snowy fields slowly, pausing every now and again to get its cloak from under its feet and cover itself with it. Tuiden walked onwards, every step he took submerging his feet in a thick layer of cold prickly snow. He knew that trusting that Nord with the eye-patch was a bad idea but how was he to know that the fur boots would be of such bad quality. He paused in his thought to re position his hood once more, snow was getting into it every five minutes and the freezing water would pour down his neck. He took another step forward. The snow gave way before him turning out to be much deeper than it seemed. Tuiden stumbled waving his arms madly and fell forwards, face-first onto the snow. He looked up, his face covered in white, laying flat on the cold bed of ice and snow. He looked into the gloom.
"FROSTY!!!"
He screeched.


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Kwanzaa Bot pondered the question for a moment.

"Well I'm Kwanzaa Bot." He pulled out a pamphlet with the words What in Oblivion is Kwanzaa? "I have been spreading the cheer and this holiday of the redguard people for sometime now and through it I made friends and one has gone missing and I had to come up north to see what happened to his nord ass." Kwanzaa bot said his smooth deep voice.


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Frosty heard his name being screeched by his Altmer conjurer, right back the way he had came ''One second Robot''. He ran towards the shriek had come from, to find Tuiden laying face down in the snow and frost. ''What happened to you?'' Frosty asked in his monotone voice, offering his hand to help him up from the rather thick snow.
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Tuiden got up slowly reaching with his begloved hand to the Frost Atronach's 'arm'. Despite the thick gloves the chill spread through him and he shivered.
"Where in Oblivion did you go?"
He questioned him, staring intently into what he had always thought of as Frosty's eyes. He pulled his leg out of the snow boldly. His leg popped free, kicking a heap of snow up as Tuiden tried to find balance, and failed at doing so. He fell backwards this time, screaming and landed on a pile of crushed ice, the shower of snow he caused settling down on him with the regular snowfall. He moaned softly through the snow.
"Frosty!..." He moaned in pain. His back ached as if hit with a willow branch.


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Marvin continued down the icy path until he heard the muffled sounds of some not-a-crab apparently falling in the snow then apparently shouting about the geography of Skyrim. Strange people these not-crabs.

He continued on at a leisurely pace with his walking stick ticking on the frozen stones and his imaginary head held high as if looking down on someone. Ants were the only ones he could really look down on though and none were around sadly.

((Btw he's not actually getting very far ahead. Crabs aren't that fast if you didn't know.))


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''You aren't going to believe me, but there was one of those mudcrab merchants. And he was assaulting a Nord'' Frosty explained walking over to the conjurer and picking him up with one arm ''the snow isn't that treacherous'' he said with some contempt, for the strange Mer.
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"For you it isn't..."
Tuiden mumbled quietly.
"There is great power in this land. Power I will harness... With time... But it fights me Frosty, with all its might... It knows its end is nigh..."
He said bit by bit, struggling to get up.


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Frosty released Tuiden ''don't fall again'' he told him with some small amount of annoyance. He had been talking about this 'power' for while now, and it was getting tiresome. ''you keep talking about this power, what exactly is it?''


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