1.728 Legend of Roar

Style: Science Author: Incense is like the windWords: 2082Update Time: 24/01/11 08:23:20
Mrs. Gisei Siying, who came from different origins and races, worked together to keep the castle in good order, both internally and externally. Shared a lot of heavy work for the lord. Except for some plot branches that must be advanced personally (only players can promote the fixed plot line, and once the plot characters are restored, they can derive subsequent plots by themselves), the lord does not need to do everything personally.

So on the day of the Carnival, the lord who goes to Gray Harbor alone must have something very important to do. Mrs. Giuseppe can also understand it.

As the carnival continued, magical fireworks lit up the sky throughout Ximu City. It even blocked the demonic light of the Annihilation Storm that obscured the Roaring Peak.

The entire Ximu collar was immersed in festive celebrations. Bards all over the sky gathered early around the campfires in hotels, hotels and even fortresses. As long as there were people stopping, there would be long-lasting sounds of joy, resounding throughout the White River Valley. For Nords, drinking and boxing matches are always the mainstay of celebrations. Of course, the bard's singing must also be more cheerful and loud than usual.

Unknowingly, faith gathered in the form of spiritual resonance, condensing into the skin of divinity to form the shadow of a golden tree.

In the dark night sky of the carnival, it is visible to the naked eye that the "small knots of golden trees" in Baihe Mountain's Snow Elf Valley, Crispy Shan Barrier, and Cliffside High Castle are continuously increasing in size as they form a "resonance loop" with the mottled golden trees of the graystone castle. , the grand metal shadow even exceeded the highest peak of the location. Like a golden beacon in the dark, spectacular and eye-catching.

Even the aurora shining straight into the sky from Han Tower became more and more brilliant.

Previously, the "Holy Spirit Protection Ring" of the Gray Stone Castle was upgraded into a "Holy Spirit Barrier" by the "Ring Goddess". Melanie, the original stone dragon and fire goddess of the cold tower, also upgraded the "cold tower shield" to the "cold tower shield". Not only has the protective power been further improved, but the "Ring" that can be engraved on the "Cold Tower Shelter" and displayed in the form of a "Shelter Constellation" determined by the "Cold Tower Bottom Ring" has also been upgraded to a higher level. Under the layer-by-layer conferment of laws, "Ring Mage", "Ring Warrior", "Ring Thief", and "Ring Assassin" will all receive the "Ring of Dragon Fire".

In short, in the Ximu Territory, which covers an area of ​​300 miles, everyone has his own faith circuit.

Stepping on the mirror-smooth slate illuminated by magic fireworks, a strange messenger arrived at the square in front of the graystone castle. Among the crowded crowd, he gently placed the letter and a few gold coins in his hand on the bard's attire. Inside the leather hat full of rewards. Then left quietly.

The sudden high-pitched singing behind him was the popular "Tale of The Tongues": "Alduin's black wings covered the sky; his mouth breathed fire, and his scales were like sharp knives; people fled in all directions, and some resisted but could not escape. ; They struggled in the fire, begging for heroes to come; (Old Nordic) Dragonborn, Dragonborn, he swore glory; (Old Nordic) to banish evil forever; when he defeated evil, he returned in triumph; (Old Nordic) Old Norse) Dragonborn, we bless him; we need a savior to free us from Alduin's black wings; the heroes of Skyrim are about to join a new battlefield; once Alduin wins, humanity will cease to exist; The best warriors are also confused under its black wings; in the most difficult moment, the Dragonborn comes; he is as unshakable as the winter in the sky, and his roar is filled with endless anger; the people in the sky hear Odu Because of the dying cry; the sky-shaking eye is an immortal legend; the roar of the dragon frees us from Alduin's wings; the voice of heaven guides us forward; Alduin's eternal omen has vanished. Disappeared, his legend ended with the dragon... The roar of the dragon freed us from the wings of Alduin; this god-given voice led us forward; Alduin's eternal portent has disappeared, his Did the legend end with the dragon?"

Before dawn, the letter was delivered to the lord's study.

The housekeeper opened it on behalf of the lord who had not returned all night:

"My name is Terra Bloodfire. Like Sottilde the Wet Ear, who brought me the message, I am an orphan from Balmorra. Many years ago, I led a group of misfit rogues, Formed the Scarlet Dagger. In our heyday, they called us thieves, robbers, rebels, and killers. And they were right. We were all abominations.

But so do lords who tax the poor to starve, soldiers who rape and pillage towns, empires who obliterate our gods, and guardsmen who behead innocents.

I know your story. If there is destined to be a judge to pronounce my crime, I hope it is not one of them. Not the Empire, not the Eastern Empire Company, not the Imperial Guard. Just you and the Holy Spirit.

But first I want you to prove that you are a competent judge.

Go to the docks at Windhelm. There you will meet beggars who need help. Some people will give them gold, bread, wine or other things. Please give him whatever alms you think are best for you.

Once you have proven your actions and your kindness, show the same courage. I'll wait for you at the Temple of Talos, west of Windhelm.

When we finally meet, I ask you to speak only with the blade. For the tongue lies, but the sword speaks truth.

——Tyla. "

Tyra Blood-Fire, the leader of the notorious gangster Crimson Dirks, was born as an orphan on the streets of Balmorra and miraculously survived to the Carnival of 4E 201.

Apparently this was a handwritten letter from a notorious gang leader to the lord. Terra Bloodfire's gang has disbanded, and she now seeks divine judgment to atone for her past sins. She believes that facing the last dragonborn in battle is the only way to receive divine judgment, but first the lord must prove to her the noble character of the Nords.

"She is a staunch believer in Talos." Librarian Dawn Warhammer Xili said softly: "She wants to accept the judgment of fate under the gaze of Talos."

The Nords who die holding the sword will eventually enter the paradise of Songard. The reason why I want to have an honorary duel with the Lord. Because the Lord is not only the "last dragonborn" but also the "living Shur". In addition to embracing the silky bodies of bedwomen, they also executed innocent Nords. The reason why Talos Temple outside Windhelm City was chosen is because the Ninth Holy Spirit is the second-level incarnation of Shure.

"How much do you know about the Scarlet Dagger?" the housekeeper asked noncommittally.

"A Nord gangster active in Morrowind Province. Led by Terra Bloodflame, an orphan born on the streets of Balmorra..." Dawn Warhammer Siri recounted the past of the Scarlet Dagger. As Terra Bloodflame denounced in her letter, the lords who extorted money from the poor, the soldiers who raped and plundered towns, the empire who obliterated the Nordic faith, and the guards who beheaded innocents were all targets of their attacks.

To the dark elves of Morrowind, they are Nord gangsters who do bad things. But in the words of Dawn Warhammer Siri, they are Nord thieves who steal from the rich and give to the poor.