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Journeys of a Buoyant Armiger (III) - Generosity


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Journeys of a Buoyant Armiger (III) - Generosity
"...I shall neither hoard nor steal, nor encumber myself with profitless treasures, but shall share freely among house and hearth." -The Grace of Generosity

The journey to the Valus Mountains was a wonder of marvelous sights and serene vistas. As Endaros made his way west across the mainland, he traveled through verdant graze lands and desolate wastes—each filled with spectacles found only in the land of Morrowind. On the final stretch of the road, mushroom trees loomed gently overhead and exotic fauna of various colors and hues stretched over the surrounding wilderness.

Although he enjoyed the trip through the varied landscapes, he was not traversing Morrowind for the sightseeing. He had been given orders from his superiors in the east, and so made his way to his assigned destination near the Morrowind-Cyrodiil border with haste.

Like most of his orders, they were given to him by a marshal of the buoyant armigers, not Lord Vivec himself. In his mind, the young dunmer imagined that the commands originated from Vivec and were passed down the lines of command. He wasn’t bothered that he didn’t personally speak to the warrior-poet though. A living god has many important responsibilities to attend to after all.

But ever since he departed from the stronghold, he’d often found his mind wandering back to the Marshal, to whom he looked up to as inspiration, and for good reason. The Marshal was a widely known throughout his order as a shining example of a buoyant armiger. She was skilled in combat, charming in verse, honorable in virtue, and clad in some of the finest glass armor in all of Morrowind. But what awed Endaros the most was the weapon she wielded.

For in battle she held the revered long sword known as Varisil. Forged by master craftsman in ages long passed, Varisil had been in the hands of various Dunmer heroes ever since its conception. Among its legacy, it was known as the blade that slew the Beast of Blacklight and was the blade that ended the sinister schemes of the wicked sorcerer, Melkhan the Mad. Countless evil daedra and other foes of Morrowind had too met their ends at its ebony edge. Indeed Varisil was a weapon that was both loved and feared; a near myth amongst warriors of the Tribunal.

And Endaros wanted a sword just like it. He wanted a weapon that could inspire courage, a weapon that could make the wicked quake in fear and flee at its mere sight. He wanted a magnificent blade of legend that he could call his own.

But for now all he had was a simple silver sword hanging from his side. While uncommon amongst most armaments, it was hardly an awe-inspiring weapon. With a plain edge and only minor decorative detailing, very few would bother giving it a second look. As he neared his destination he patted a hand on its modest leather-bound hilt, assuring himself that someday he’ll have something better. And with that comforting thought, he returned his focus to his mission.

This time Endaros was sent to a secluded village at the foot of the western mountains to put an end to the recent goblin raids. Such creatures rarely garnered the attention of the Temple, as they were most often handled by local guardsmen and hired mercenaries. But the village had no guards, and possessed little in terms of wealth. And so he was sent to aid them, for the Temple did not forsake its people.

As he heard from the initial report, the band of goblins had established a den somewhere within the Valus Mountains. From there they attacked the nearby village, a peaceful community of farmers and minor tradesmen. Fortunately, thanks to a perceptive huntsman, the citizens were able to fortify themselves in the local Temple and suffered no fatalities when the goblins came charging down from the bluffs. Most of the village however was razed in the resulting raid.

When Endaros arrived, he could see the destruction for himself. Entering the village, he was greeted by the black smoke that still rose from the rubble of ruined homes. Various household possessions were scattered across the mud, as is often the case when goblins wildly ransacked and plundered small settlements.

The worn faces of the dunmer that he passed were somber and despondent. Their red eyes staring dully towards him as he walked by, mouths curved into morbid frowns. Between the buildings he could see children dressed in dirty rags, playing in shallow dingy puddles of water. Besides their splashing and innocent laughs, the village was in solemn silence. Although no lives were lost in the raid, clearly there had been no celebration or cheer. For the goblins had left the families of the village with nothing but shambled debris and ruined homes.

Reaching the one building still in sound condition, the Temple; Endaros was greeted by the village elder and another dunmer, who was grizzled and clad in netch leather armor. He bowed down lowly to the two before rising to speak.

“I am Endaros Ilmori, Buoyant Armiger. I have been sent here from the east to aid you. How might I be of service?”

“Vivec be praised!” The elder exclaimed, raising his arms into the air with gratitude. As he lowered them he took the armiger’s hand and shook it thoroughly. “I’m glad you arrived before those wretched goblins returned! Didn’t I tell you we would not be forgotten, Ormas?”

The dunmer in the armor, apparently named Ormas, eyed Endaros dully before snorting. “…you don’t look like much.”

Endaros tilted his head towards the remark, noting the distinct accent. Ormas was an ashlander. He responded as clearly and eloquently as he could muster. “I assure you that I am quite capable of assisting this village.”

“Hmph. You sure about that?”

“Now, now Ormas…” The elder said, trying to calm the tension. “Buoyant Armigers are the knights of Lord Vivec himself! He’ll be able to aid you against the goblin threat.”

Endaros was quick to chime in, “As helpful as Ormas may be, I can handle these creatures alone.”

“Oh?” Ormas asked in a mocking manner. “I suppose you know exactly where they dwell then, Armiger.”

Endaros gave the ashlander a steady stare.

The Elder, seeming a bit exasperated attempted to elaborate on the situation. “Erm… Ormas here is the one who warned us of the impending goblin attack which saved many lives. He’s quite an accomplished tracker and huntsman around these parts as well, and can lead you to their lair.”

The huntsman crossed his arms and looked over Endaros with loathing. The buoyant armiger remained quiet and breathed out coolly, letting his irritation subside. Although he was rude and aggressive, Ormas was to be respected for his courageous feat. With some reluctance, the two of them soon set off for the goblin den in the heights of the Valus Mountains.

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During their journey, Ormas told Endaros of what they would be facing. His explanation was short and blunt, but Endaros understood his words nonetheless. The goblins were that of the Morrowind variety; foul green creatures with hunched backs, yellowish eyes, and long snouts filled with rows of jagged teeth. Apparently there were less than a dozen of them. Not exactly a full fledge war band but certainly enough to be a continuing serious threat.

It wasn’t long before they came upon an opening in the crags—its rocky frame decorated with various skulls skewered crudely on wooden pikes. Inside they could hear the feint echoes of grunting and screeching; the rattling language of goblin-kin. They had arrived at the lair.

The two made their way inside, and it wasn’t long until they met the first of their foes. Advancing through the network of darkened tunnels, the two slew the vicious goblins that crossed their path. Endaros wielding his silver sword and shield, and Ormas with a long chitin spear.

Although the goblins were fierce creatures; they were rash, reckless, and predictable in their attacks. Still, the dunmer did not take them lightly and were cautious and methodical in dispatching them. Coordination between the armiger’s defensive shield stance and the hunter’s true spear strikes made quick work of the fiends. Endaros parried their charges and threw them off balance, while Ormas took the opportunity to skewer them with a well-placed thrust.

The noises of battle and rasping growls echoed through the cave; always ending with the sickly sound of metal plunging into goblin flesh. Soon the foul creatures’ corpses littered the tunnels.

The chief proved to be more difficult to defeat. True to goblin hierarchy, he was the largest and strongest of his kin. Clad in banded iron and the bones of fallen foes, this warlord was easily several heads taller than the two dunmer who stood defiantly against him. A fierce battle was fought in the deepest chamber of the lair. Ormas ended up being thrown against a rock wall, but Endaros was ultimately able to defeat the chief, driving his sword deep into its blackened heart. The monstrous creature fell and gasped its last breath. The goblins were defeated and the battle was won.

Endaros helped Ormas to his feet before surveying the chamber. Towards the back of the room he could see a hoard of pillaged valuables… at least things that savage goblins living in a cave would consider valuable. The truth was that all of the “treasures” that they amassed through their vicious attacks were no more than ragged bits of clothing, rusty bobbles, wooden kitchen wares, and perhaps a spare caliper or two. There were a few gold coins here and there, but hardly enough to purchase anything of significant value. When it came down to it, all that the goblins had to show for their wanton campaign of destruction was a petty pile of junk.

Goblins: excessively violent and wastefully stupid.

Endaros shook his head to himself and was about to leave, ready to report their success to the terrorized villagers. But something made him stop. Something peculiar had caught his eye.

In the corner of the room sat a long sturdy case bearing an ornamental seal. He hadn’t noticed it at first due to its carelessly chosen location, but it easily stuck out amongst its mundane peers.

Sheathing his weapon, he curiously drew closer to the chest. Brushing a hand across the lid removed the dust and revealed an archaic symbol he could not recognize, perhaps a rune from a bygone era. This only compelled his curiosity, and he quickly found himself undoing the silver latches and opening the case.

There in the soft glow of the torchlight was a sword of remarkable make. A finely cut emerald blade, accentuated into an ornate hilt. He could see splendid designs and carvings all across weapon, some in the likelihood of mystical creatures and deities. Its brilliant edge reflected the light in an awe-inspiring spectacle. No doubt this long sword was forged by master craftsmen of an ancient era, surely made for a great king or an accomplished hero of the people. Endaros admired it silently, finding himself quite humbled by its majesty.

Ormas had noticed what he found, and walked up beside Endaros—rubbing a sore shoulder gently. “With a weapon like that, you’d look a lot more impressive than you do, Armiger.”

Despite the obvious jab, it was difficult to disagree. Endaros looked down at the weapon, imagining what it would be like to wield it in battle. He imagined the legends he could carve into history, the stories he could raise that would be told fondly over warm tavern hearths. With this mythical blade, he could forge a lasting legacy of his own.

“Go ahead and take it, Armiger. You’ve certainly earned it after all of this.” Ormas said with a tired grin, the only good mood he had expressed this entire venture.

Endaros stared hesitantly at the sword’s edge, so many wondrous plans and ideas flowing through his mind. Clearly it had not been pillaged from the humble village, and he was by all means within his rights to claim it. But soon he lowered the blade from in front of him, and shook his head.

“No.” He said softly, “I have a better idea.”

~~~~~~~

A week later, Endaros stood upon the nearby clefts overlooking the village and watched as the ruined homes were rebuilt. The villagers themselves smiled brightly that day, and cheered profusely whenever they had any sort of opportunity. Meanwhile their children ran through the streets, playing happily while dressed in their new clothes.

The Hlaalu merchant in the city of Kragenmoor had bought the sword for a generous price, generous enough to fully pay for the repairs to the village and replacement for the lost possessions. Endaros fondly remembered the Elder’s reaction when he returned to him with all that gold… Although he feared the old mer’s heart nearly gave away.

“I’m surprised you didn’t keep that sword for yourself.” The young armiger turned to see a grizzled dunmer in netch leather standing on the cleft as well, leaning evenly on a spear. “It was fine enough to be wielded by Lord Nerevar himself.”

“Didn’t you see me slay that goblin chieftain?” Endaros replied with a laugh. “A silver blade did the job perfectly well enough in my opinion!”

“I could tell you wanted to keep it, Endaros.” Ormas said knowingly, staring at him with a serious expression. He tilted his head curiously. “…Why didn’t you?”

To this, Endaros walked towards him and raised a hand, patting it on the huntsman’s shoulder. With a warm smile he simply stated, “Farewell Ormas,” before making his way down the clefts to the road east. Although he was leaving with the same mundane sword he came with, he felt no regret with his decision; for he had given something greater than a mere tavern tale, and gained something more valuable than any treasure upon Nirn.

And so he traveled back to the east; through desolate wastes and verdant graze lands, whistling a jovial tune while taking the time to cherish the many sights of Morrowind.
This post was last modified: April 17th 2013, 07:59 AM by Horizon Seeker


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Beautiful, Horizon, as always. You have such an elaborate style of writing, yet so fluent it reads away like a treat. Awesome :D




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awesome story! you paint the scene wonderfully! this story reminds me of a question you suggested for the Character Scenarios thread '15. You have spent a month looking for a lost priceless treasure in the mountains. Once you find it however, you find out that it rightfully belongs to a nearby village.' to which you answered 'The treasure would be returned. Gratitude is better than wealth to Endaros'. make me love this story and your character all the more! well done Horizon i look forward to you other works ^-^


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Thanks for taking the time to read it @Triskele and @quib! I'm glad you both enjoyed it.

I noticed these stories are getting consistently longer like Harry Potter books though. So need to keep an eye on that.

And Quib, that reminds me that I need to add a line somewhere to mention that the discovered sword was not pillaged from the village. Don't want there to be some random dunmer there going, "Huh... I wonder whatever happened to my awesome sword the goblins took..." That would be most unfortunate!


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Hahaha! :') "are you sure you didn't see it endaros? it was emerald and glowly! pretty hard to miss". but yeah these stories are really showing me what type of character Endaros is, fantasic! i wish i could do stories half as good as this but alas i'll leave the story telling to people like you ^-^


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(April 17th 2013, 08:21 AM)quib Wrote: Hahaha! :') "are you sure you didn't see it endaros? it was emerald and glowly! pretty hard to miss". but yeah these stories are really showing me what type of character Endaros is, fantasic! i wish i could do stories half as good as this but alas i'll leave the story telling to people like you ^-^

"Erm, what? No I uh... I didn't see any glowy sword... thing... Uhm... here! Take this gold!" Hah.

Quib you should try your hand at a few stories, you can start off with them being short and sweet-- it doesn't take anything too complicated or much to expand on a character's persona or story!
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do you know what, i think i might :) i've got a few things to finish of first but when i have time i'll make a small short story and ask for feedback from your feed back thread ^-^


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(April 17th 2013, 08:57 AM)quib Wrote: do you know what, i think i might :) i've got a few things to finish of first but when i have time i'll make a small short story and ask for feedback from your feed back thread ^-^

Sounds good. I'll look forward to reading it!


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Missed this one; great read as always. I enjoyed the fact he didn't need to explain himself, he just did it.




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(April 28th 2013, 06:54 AM)Thorfinn Wrote: Missed this one; great read as always. I enjoyed the fact he didn't need to explain himself, he just did it.

Thanks for the comment, Thorfinn.

I figured that something like that didn't really need to be explained. And if it was explained it would end up being sappy. Tongue_out_laughing


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