"I can't believe it," one of the guards said in awe, just as he, his companions, and Irileth approached Sunset, "Your Dragonborn!"

"Excuse me?" Sunset asked, still not completely sure what happened when they killed the dragon and had absolutely no idea what the guard was talking about at the moment, "What in Celestia's name are you talking about?"

"He's referring to one of Skyrim's legendary heroes," Bjorn replied, sighing as he finished collecting all the arrows that he could before returning to her side, "There's two ways to interpret the title, the first one is a hero that is chosen by the Divines, during times of hardship and disaster, such as Alessia and Reman Cyrodiil. The second one is a warrior that can kill a dragon by devouring its soul, exactly like what you just did, and speaking in the Dragon Language, loosing what is referred to as the Thu'um. I know that there was supposed to be one Dragonborn during the Merethic Era, as was Tiber Septim before he became Talos and, according to the stories, so was Wulfharth."

"Don't forget the Nerevarine," Irileth commented, joining the conversation, "I remember hearing something about a prophecy marking him as one of the legendary warriors as well."

Sunset stared at the two of them for a moment, wondering who the people they were talking about the entire time were, before they eventually stopped and turned to face her again. The guard, thankful for the conversation to end, continued to pester her with questions, apparently trying to determine what power she had gained from absorbing the dragon's soul. She continued to tell the guard that she had no idea what he was talking about, which was mostly about Tiber Septim before his ascent to the 'Ninth Divine' and the power that was called the Thu'um. From what she could gather it required focusing her vital essence into a Shout, but none of the guards could explain what that meant and Irileth seemed lost in that regard as well.

She wanted to head back to Dragonsreach and tell the Jarl the news, but she eventually had enough of the guard questioning her about being the 'Dragonborn' and she lashed out. Not in the tradition way of smacking him with her fists or her weapon, but by drawing in air and then releasing it all in a gust of wind that pushed the guard backwards. The other guards were stunned by the display, though the moment they recovered they started praising her for her use of the Thu'um, clearly excited over the deed. Sunset, however, had to wonder why the word that accompanied the Shout, Fus, reminded her of the Word Wall she and Bjorn had seen in Bleak Falls Barrow.

Instead of leaving her to the guards Bjorn tapped her on the shoulder and then they departed from the watchtower, with both Irileth and Aela not far behind. As they walked away Sunset noticed a group of cat like creatures poke around the dragon's corpse, picking some small bones and scale pieces before running away. The four of them walked towards Whiterun, passing by several farmers who ran towards the ruined tower, to see the first fallen dragon seen in Skyrim. Aela spoke up about telling the rest of the Companions about the fight, with Bjorn and Irileth trying to get her to tone it down, but Sunset just remained silent, trying to understand what was happening to her.

While they walked Sunset could have sworn that something, or someone, shouted out the word 'Dovahkiin' with enough force to briefly shake the sky.

As they walked through Whiterun each guard that noticed them ran up to them and asked Irileth about the watchtower, only to back away and respectfully bow to Sunset as they passed. Several of the civilians walked up to the guards and asked what they were doing, only to hear the tale of the Dragonborn and fall in with the guards. Sunset knew that if she had appeared in Skyrim back when she was a bully that this attention would have gone to her head and she likely would have done some terrible things with the power rush. She was thankful to Princess Twilight and her friends for teaching her the error of her ways and setting her down the path she was currently on.

In time the group returned to Dragonsreach, though Aela bid them goodbye when they passed by Jorrvaskr, and Proventus and the Jarl silently waited for them to give their report.

"So what happened at the watchtower?" the Jarl asked almost immediately, waiting until Bjorn and Sunset came to a stop before his throne, "Was the dragon there?"

"The watchtower was destroyed Jarl Balgruuf," Sunset replied, bracing herself to tell him exactly what the guards had told her the moment she had taken the dragon's soul, "but don't worry, Irileth, Bjorn, and I killed the dragon."

"Don't beat around the bush Dragonborn," Irileth spoke up, ruining Sunset's approach in an instant before turning to her Lord, "We slew the beast, but when it died Sunset Shimmer here absorbed its soul and called upon the Thu'um, just like in all of the stories the old nords tell."

"Dragonborn?!" Jarl Balgruuf said, awe filling his voice as everyone else around them slightly bowed to Sunset, "So its true; the Greybeards really were summoning you..."

"Greybeards?" Sunset asked, terribly confused with all the information that was being given to her.

"Master's of the Way of the Voice," Jarl Balgruuf answered, apparently not caring that she had no idea who he was talking about, "They live in seclusion high on the slopes of the Throat of the World. The Dragonborn is said to be uniquely gifted in the Voice - the ability to focus your vital essence into a Thu'um, or Shout. If you really are Dragonborn, they can teach you how to use your gift."

"Didn't you hear the thundering sound as you returned to Whiterun?" the nord warrior to the Jarl's left said, "That was the voice of the Greybeards, summoning you to High Hrothgar! This hasn't happened in ... centuries, at least. Not since Tiber Septim himself was summoned when he was still Talos of Atmora!"

"Hrongar, calm yourself." Proventus spoke up, causing the warrior to look over at him, "What does any of this Nord nonsense have to do with our friend here? Capable as he/she may be, I don't see any signs of him/her being this, what, 'Dragonborn.'"

"Nord nonsense?!" Hrongar huffed, clearly getting upset over what he had been told, "Why you puffed-up ignorant... these are our sacred traditions that go back to the founding of the First Empire!"

"Hrongar. Don't be so hard on Avenicci." Jarl Balgruuf said, though it was clear that the two of them were going to continue and there was nothing he could do to stop them until they were ready to stop.

"I meant no disrespect, of course." Proventus rapidly replied, clearly wanting to defuse the situation, "It's just that... what do these Greybeards want with her? Capable as she may be I don't see any signs of her being 'Dragonborn.'"

"That's the Greybeards' business, not ours." Balgruuf replied, waiting for the two to return to their stations before turning his gaze back to Sunset and Bjorn, "Whatever happened when you killed that dragon, it revealed something in you, and the Greybeards heard it. If they think you're Dragonborn, who are we to argue? You'd better get up to High Hrothgar immediately. There's no refusing the summons of the Greybeards. It's a tremendous honor.

You've done a great service for me and my city, Sunset Shimmer. By my right as Jarl, I name you Thane of Whiterun. It's the greatest honor that's within my power to grant. I assign you Lydia as a personal Housecarl, and this weapon from my armory to serve as your badge of office. I'll also notify my guards of your new title. Wouldn't want them to think you're part of the common rabble, now would we? We are honored to have you as Thane of our city, Dragonborn."

Sunset had to admit it, but she was fairly surprised by how little she had to do to gain such a position in one of the nine Holds that made up the entirety of Skyrim. Granted it involved her and Bjorn trekking through a draugr infested barrow, where they could have been killed, and then using all their skills to take down a dragon. From the small information she could gather a Dragonborn was a hero that was called on by the Divines to save the land from some form of danger, though she had no idea what any of the other five had done during their time. Six if she counted someone called the Nerevarine, who she determined that she needed to learn more about to see if he or she was truly linked to the Dragonborn title in anyway.

With the deed of informing the Jarl out of the way she and Bjorn decided to leave the palace, where they found the nord warrior that was supposed to be Sunset's Housecarl, Lydia. Instead of bothering to worry about the details in the entrance of Dragonsreach the trio left the palace and ventured out into the city, where they entered the Bannered Mare and took a table. Bjorn ordered the three of them a meal and the room for the night, while Sunset began to worry about her fate and Lydia simply waited for him to return. When Bjorn did return to the table Sunset decided that it was a good opportunity to reflect on what happened and make sure she wasn't in some dream.

"So, I'm something called Dragonborn now?" Sunset asked her companions, receiving nods while they ate their evening meal, "So, to understand why this is happening to me and why I was chosen to become a member of a legendary group of heroes, some who may not have been Dragonborn at all, I must now journey to the near peak of a mountain and speak to a group of monks. Now I'm assuming that these Greybeards can tell me all about the Dragonborn and the legends that are associated with them, all while showing me how I'm supposed to use this 'Thu'um'. Not to mention that there is a massive black dragon flying around, no doubt destroying whatever he pleases until someone, which is likely to be me, stops him. And, while all this madness is going on, Tirek is free to do whatever he wishes while he amasses his power before he tries to conquer this world.

Why, in Celestia's name, is all of this madness happening to me?"

"I do not know who this Tirek is my Thane," Lydia replied, patting Sunset's shoulder as she spoke, "but I am sure that, once the Greybeards have told you why they have summoned you, we can track down your enemies and put them down. Should be a simple matter to find this Tirek and put an end to him before he causes any problems."

"He's an old man right now," Bjorn spoke up, mostly so he could tell Lydia what little he actually knew, "one who apparently believes that he's some sort of dremora that has the power to drain people of their magic and increase his own in the process. Last the two of us saw him he was at Helgen, where the Imperials were getting ready to take his head before that black dragon swooped in and started destroying everything. So he should be pretty easy to find."

Sunset had to debate whether or not she told her companions everything she knew about Tirek and the destruction he could potentially cause to this world. On one hand telling them might make them so scared of him that they could very well leave her to fight the dangers of this world on her own, but the flip side was also true. She could easily tell them the truth and then discover that they would rather die than to see such a villain steal whatever magic they had and take over their world. Plus she didn't know everything about Tirek anyway, as Princess Celestia didn't want to scare her with the stories of how she and her sister fought against him. The only ponies that knew everything about Tirek, not counting the Spirit of Disharmony, were Princesses Celestia, Luna, and Twilight Sparkle, and they were on Equus.

In the end Sunset decided that she could wait until she was sure that the monster had survived Helgen before she got around to telling her companions about him.

The next hour slowly passed for the three of them, though Sunset spent it listening to Lydia and Bjorn discuss the facts about the Imperial/Stormcloak war that was raging on. She was interested in the conflict, mostly because she wanted to know the history about both sides, what they were actually fighting for, and why the war was at a stalemate. From them she learned that the reason the war couldn't favor one side was because neither side could gain control of Whiterun, because the Jarl refused to side with either of them. Thanks to that both sides were quietly gathering resources, soldiers, and siege weapons, waiting for Balgruuf to make his move before both sides descended on the city.

Eventually the three of them retired to their chambers, where Lydia took a seat in the chair and started to fall asleep, leaving Bjorn and Sunset to share the bed again. The moment that Sunset's head touched the pillow she closed her eyes and drifted to sleep, just wanting the day to be over at last.

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When morning finally arrived Sunset was surprised to find that both Bjorn and Lydia were already up and about, but while Bjorn had stayed at the Bannered Mare and had gotten them all something to eat Lydia just disappeared. Bjorn told her that Lydia had basically informed him that she was heading back to Dragonsreach, so she could pick up a few books that she claimed that Farengar 'wouldn't be missing'. Sunset was kind of worried that her Housecarl was stealing from the Court Wizard and was determined to set her straight once she had returned. When Lydia did return Sunset was, once again, surprised, as Lydia had explained that she bought a few of the books and Farengar threw in a few for free, in thanks for Sunset and Bjorn stopping the dragon she explained.

There were a few books that seemed interesting, one of which was titled The Oblivion Crisis while a second was titled The Book of Daedra, but as she glanced over the pile she noticed a book with a purple cover and an odd symbol attached to the front.

"A spell tome!" Lydia said, once Sunset showed her the book that had been hidden in the pile, "I'm sure that Farengar didn't mean to give me a conjuration tome for free."

"Well he did," Bjorn replied, glancing at the title for a moment, "Huh, 'Conjure Chest'. I can't say that I have ever heard of that spell before, but then again I don't use magic, though the name tells me that its a personal chest that you could store items and treasure inside without the fear of losing them."

"Might as well put it to good use then," Sunset told them, holding onto the book while the others went into a pack, "So, how are we going to get to High Hrothgar? I assume that we are either going to walk the entire distance to get there, or we'll acquire the means ourselves."

"The carriage driver told me he's leaving for Riften before noon," Lydia said, causing them to turn towards her, "Look, Iverstead is on the way to Riften, so it should be easy to convince him to change his course so that we pass through the village first. He passes through the village, we get off the moment we arrive, and then he goes about his merry way while we walk up the Seven Thousand Steps."

Sunset had no idea if the plan would work as well as Lydia said it would, but the moment they were done with their breakfast they headed downstairs and left the Bannered Mare. As they walked towards the main gates several of the guards waved to them, to which Sunset merely waved back and let them continue about their day. Some of the people tried to get them to buy some of their wares, but Bjorn declined many of their offers, saying that they were well prepared for their journey. Even the blacksmith tried to sell them a weapon and some armor, to which the three of them swiftly declined and continued outside the city. Once outside it was a simple matter to find the carriage, as it was still sitting in the exact spot that Sunset had seen it the first time she had come near the city, as if the driver didn't move until he had customers.

The only thing that Sunset didn't expect to find in the cart was someone else, one of the feline people she had heard about, a Khajiit she reminded herself, who simply nodded her head towards them as they neared the cart.

"It seems you'll have some company after all Miss Raja," the carriage driver said, just as Lydia negotiated what she, her Thane, and her Thane's bodyguard needed, "in the form of the Thane of Whiterun herself. And her companions of course."

"Ah, the Dragonslayer and her allies, it is an honor," the khajiit said, bowing a little as she spotted Sunset, "I would be delighted to share the carriage with you."

Sunset sighed and climbed onto the carriage with her companions, which in turn told the driver that they were ready to go now that they were ready. Soon they were heading on their way to Iverstead, though how Lydia managed to convince the carriage driver that he should take a different route was beyond Sunset's understanding. She was thankful that her Housecarl had done it, as it would bring them one step closer to figuring out how to stop the black dragon and then, hopefully, deal with Tirek.

"So, you are a breton, yes?" the khajiit, Raja, asked after the first five minutes, to which Sunset turned to look at her for a moment.

"According to everyone I've met so far," Sunset replied, sighing as she answered.

"And the horn on your forehead?" Raja continued, simply seeking to sate her curiosity at this point, "That doesn't look like something that a breton would have."

"I'm originally a unicorn from the planet Equus," Sunset replied, not even bothering to hide the fact anymore, "all unicorns are born with one, as they allow us to focus our magic and do amazing things, like levitate objects, turn one object into another one, or even cast an illusion that could hide who we really are. Then there's the pegasi, who mostly fly around and change the weather as is necessary, to make sure that the storms don't hurt anyone and are where they are supposed to be. And the earth ponies, who tend the land and grow the food that everyone and every animal eats, while being protectors for the their own families.

I studied at Princess Celestia's School for Gifted Unicorns for some time until the Princess noticed me and then took me under her wing, to personally teach me about magic. I won't explain everything, but I eventually let my ego get the better of me and I ran to another world, where I was defeated by Princess Twilight. Then, maybe half a year later, she returned and we took down the Sirens before they could return to Equus and cause whatever havoc they had planned. I was planning on returning home until the portal malfunctioned, sending me here."

"Your home world sounds interesting," Raja chuckled, to which Sunset's companions smiled with her.

"What about you Raja?" Sunset asked, curious about her traveling companion, "What can you tell us about yourself?"

"There's not much to tell really," Raja said, glancing at the sky for a moment before returning her eyes to Sunset, "My sister and I were born in Windhelm, but we were left there by our parents, who went to fight in one of the wars and never returned home. Once we came into our tenth year my sister wanted to train so she could join the army, just like our parents did, while I decided that my skills were better suited to learning the art of the forge. I traveled to the Imperial City, where I lived for some time, until just a few weeks ago, when one of my friends sent me a letter from Riften, telling me that he had seen my sister a few times.

About a year before that I had received a letter telling me that my sister had been killed in combat, leaving me as the sole surviving member of my family at this point. The moment I learned that my sister could still be alive I bid my coworker in the Imperial City goodbye for the moment and traveled to Skyrim immediately. I only arrived outside Whiterun yesterday, but because the guards don't like khajiit's very much I was forced to wait outside, where I shared a campfire with one of the caravan groups. Their leader told me that he saw another khajiit matching my sister's description hanging around Riften, so I know exactly where I need to go first."

"Does your sister have a name?" Bjorn asked, curious as to why Raja continued to say 'her sister' and 'my sister' all the time.

"Yes, forgive me for not saying so immediately," Raja immediately replied, realizing that she hadn't caught the error herself, "My sister's name was... I mean her name IS Snowheart."

Sunset nodded and remained silent as Lydia and Bjorn asked a few more questions about Raja and her family, the majority of which were directed towards the missing sister. From what she could gather the two sisters were the only khajiits that were freely welcomed by the guards of Windhelm, because the guards were used to them and knew that they weren't thieves. She also found it slightly strange that one of the sisters went and became a soldier in one of the armies, while the other went into the art of making weapons. The two of them had, in their own ways, given aid to whichever side in whatever war that Raja had mentioned, which one that was Sunset still had no idea.

They passed by a pair of towers about ten to fifteen minutes later, where Sunset found a group of Companions running around and hacking the bandits to death. She looked out for Aela, but from what she could tell the three warriors were not the archer that she had met before entering Whiterun the first time. One of them hailed the carriage as they rolled on by, but other than that Sunset was surprised that nothing eventful happened and eventually pulled out of the books she had been given. She started with The Book of the Daedra, which she assumed would tell her something about the Daedric Lords and if she needed to be sure to stay away from them.

By the time she finished reading the book she was surprised and somewhat shocked to find that there were sixteen different Daedric Lords that watched over the world of Nirn, seventeen if she counted the one called Jyggalag. According to the book the mysterious Prince of Order had suddenly vanished one day, only to have his position filled by the seemingly insane Sheogorath. The moment she closed the book she switched it for the one on the 'Oblivion Crisis' and quickly discovered just how powerful some of the Daedric Lords actually were. Just one of them, Mehrunes Dagon to be exact, had enough power to make a cult, kill the Emperor of Tamriel, and then begin a war to destroy everything until he was stopped.

Now that she knew the power that the Daedric Lords possessed she knew that if Tirek managed to absorb even one of their powers, even if that one was the weakest of them all, it could very well spell doom for all of Nirn.

"I know that look," Bjorn suddenly said, causing Sunset to look up at him. "Something is bothering you. Care to share?"

"I'm worried about Tirek getting his hands on the powers of one of the Daedric Lords," Sunset admitted, not sure if it was even possible for Tirek to do so, "According to the stories he caused too much damage with the magical energies of even one of Equestria's three major races, which only increased as the other tribes were absorbed as well. I think I could imagine the power that he would obtain if he took even one of them down, but I'd rather not think about that right now."

"Well, the Daedric Lords are locked out of Nirn thanks to Martin Septim's sacrifice during the Oblivion Crisis," Raja spoke up, causing them and Lydia to look at her, "so the only way for this 'Tirek' to get close to one of the Daedric Lords is to find one of their artifacts. That;s the only way for him to do so at this point."

"Then I have nothing to fear then," Sunset replied, a smile appearing on her face, "if he cannot touch the Daedric Lords than there is no reason for me to fear that it could happen."

What Sunset didn't say was, now that her fear of Tirek taking the power of one of the Princes away was dismissed, she now feared that he might, somehow, recover one of those artifacts. It only opened another can of worms for me, because she now had to consider the possibility of hunting down all fifteen artifacts, completing the tasks related to that Prince, and then seal it inside a chest of some kind. She sighed as the carriage continued towards their destination, every time she thought she was getting ahead of Tirek she ended up taking two steps backwards.

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When the carriage arrived in Iverstead Sunset, Lydia, and Bjorn climbed out of the back, bid Raja farewell and watched her disappear into the distance. They immediately turned around and started up the path that would lead them towards the peak of the mountain, to which each of them pulled out a weapon, just to be on a safe side. Sunset was glad that they had prepared themselves, as they came across a bunch of wildlife that wanted them dead; such as a few bears, a saber cat, and a pack of wolves. After each fight they stopped and took a small break, patching themselves up and making sure that none of them were severely wounded, before they moved on.

It wasn't until they reached the halfway point that the grass turned to snow and the creatures they came across consisted of a few trolls and something Bjorn called an ice wraith. Once they encountered these enemies Sunset gladly switched to fire magic, which was her strongest element, and burned the creatures as her companions hacked at them. They even went as far as to bait one of the trolls near the cliff, duck under it as it swung at them, and then pushed it off the cliff with the force of their attacks. The moment they were done with all the trolls they continued towards their destination, which Sunset was constantly hoping would be around every corner.

That was moments before they finally found the steps to the monastery, to which Sunset stared at for a few moments before she started walking up to the main door. As she approached the iron doors she had to be amazed by how incredible the structure looked for something that she thought was so old, compared to everything else in Skyrim. She sighed and stepped inside, where she was the only to actually continue onward as four monks gathered around the central area, apparently having been waiting for her the entire time.

"So a Dragonborn appears," one of the monks, the closest one on Sunset's left, said, "at this moment, in the turning of the age. But before we begin let us see if you truly are Dragonborn. Let us taste your Thu'um."

Sunset was surprised that the monks wanted her to use the only Shout that she knew, after they had somehow heard her from the mountain and had called for her to come to them. She sighed and took a deep breath, focusing her mind as she drew upon the power that she had somehow called on after she and Bjorn had slain the dragon at the watchtower. Then, when she thought she was ready, she blew outwards, another 'Fus' escaping her lips and slamming into the monk, who simply stood there and took the entire thing.

"Ah, it is you Dragonborn," the monk spoke, bowing to her just a bit, "Welcome to High Hrothgar. I am Master Arngeir, I speak for the Greybeards. Tell me, why have you come here?"

"Why are the dragons returning to Skyrim?" Sunset asked, curious about their sudden return while trying to understand why she was the chosen one, "Does it have something to do with me? Also, what does it mean to be 'Dragonborn'?"

"Ah, I see that you have many questions. I shall answer them to the best of my ability," Arngeir replied, "I shall start with your first question. No doubt. The appearance of a Dragonborn at this time is not an accident. Your destiny is surely bound up with the return of the dragons. You should focus on honing your Voice, and soon your path will be made clear. Dragons have the inborn ability to learn and project their Voice. Dragons also are able to absorb the power of their slain brethren. A few mortals are born with similar abilities — whether a gift or a curse has been a matter of debate down through the centuries. What you have already learned in a few days took even the most gifted of us years to achieve. Some believe that Dragonborn are sent into the world by the gods, at times of great need. We will speak more of that later, when you are ready.

But first we shall teach you the second Word to Unrelenting Force, the first Word to Whirlwind Sprint, and then tell you about the final trial we have planned for you."

Sunset sighed and went along with the lessons, knowing that, in the end, the knowledge would allow her to find out everything she needed to know so she could stop the black dragon. The lessons involved her getting the second Word of her first Shout, 'Ro' or Balance as she was told, blasting ghostly forms of the Greybeards, and receiving a few murmurs from the monks. Then they went into the courtyard, where they immediately taught her the first Word of her new Shout and demonstrated how to properly use it. Once she knew the Word one of the other monks gifted his knowledge of that Word to her, giving her a brief understanding of 'Wuld' before they used it in front of her.

Once she had repeated what the monk had done, moving over a short distance to pass through an iron gate before it closed on her, Arngeir approached her to tell her of the final trial.

"You must retrieve the Horn of Jurgen Windcaller, from the ancient fane of Ustengrav," Arngeir told her the moment she was close to him, "Remain true to the Way of the Voice and you will return to us."

Sunset nodded and walked back inside the monastery, where she immediately returned to her companions to tell them where they were going next and to ask them where the ruin was located. She was shocked to find that the ruin was near Solitude which, according to both Bjorn and Lydia, would take the better part of a day, or two if they were unlucky, to reach without their own steeds or another carriage. All they really told her was that it would take them the rest of the day to reach Iverstead, where they could rest, before they spent another day to reach Ustengrav. Then, once she had the horn, she assumed that she could get all the information she needed to better understand how the dragons had returned and how to stop them again.

She briefly smiled as they departed from High Hrothgar, glad that they were accomplishing something that could benefit everyone across all of Skyrim.

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A lone necromancer ran through the halls of a ruined fortress, running for his life as he left his companions to their fate at the hands of the strange daedra that had come to them. They had found what appeared to be an old nord that seemed near death, dressed in robes that looked like they were almost as old as the end of the third era, and brought him back to their base of operations. They believed him to be what remained of the legendary Mannimarco, the necromancer that had nearly ruined all of Tamriel two eras ago and then stopped again during the previous era. They had planned on healing him so that they could try his plans again, because it was like they always said, third time had to be the one they would succeed with.

That was before the old nord grabbed their leader by his throat and drained him of his magicka until he was completely dry, leaving a shriveled body behind. Of the four remaining necromancers he was the last one, as the daedra had consumed the energies of his companions before following after him. He turned the corner and found the door he had been looking for, but before he could reach it he found himself unable to move as he felt his energy slowly disappear. As the last of his energy was taken from his body he hit the ground and weakly looked up at the ceiling, finding that the daedra had caught up to him at last before he closed his eyes.

"More," Tirek growled, moving towards the door, "I need more power... and I know exactly where to find it!"