Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-27783182-20131109210838/@comment-24148289-20131112214826

(Tobias is dreaming but this first bit is about his past. I don't even know why I'm doing this, just feel like it :P)

(Okay this is pretty damn long, so, if you wanna skip, it's not really needed.)



Tobias is in a cave, a familiar cave that he knew. When his friends had abandoned him for 3 years, he liked to go exploring alot. And this cave was always his favourite. It was Swindler's Den. Tobias didn't know why this was his favourite, it just was. All of different rooms just entrigued him. Let's be honest here, it's Tobias, he gets excited over anything. There wasn't normally anyone in Swindler's Den, which made it much easier for Tobias to have a little look around. If there ever was anyone, it would only ever be bandits. Easy, boring to fight bandits. He'd kill them in seconds. Sometimes he'd set records too see how fast he could kill them. But one time it was different. There were just normal bandits in there, easy to kill. But when he made it to the end, where there was a little walkway to go up and get out of the cave again, stood a figure. From a distance, Tobias just saw it as a "Bandit Chief". Not any different from normal bandits other than the fact that the other bandits would praise them as their god. But when he got closer, he saw that the figure was a male Dark Elf, holding a staff that looked extremely powerful.

Dark Elf: I've heard about you, walking in here like a stroll in the park. Well this isn't a picnic area. You keep on ruining my work! You foolish child! I'm trying to work on spells that are powerful enough to destroy cities, forests, countries, continents. And you're runing it all!

There was a silence

"...But, I reckon you could be of good use."

Suddenly, the Dark Elf cast a magical barrier around Tobias and he couldn't get out.

"What the hell is this?" Tobias panicked. "HOW THE HELL DO I GET OUT?"

"Shut up! Foolish Imperial. You're going to help me, whether you like it or not!"

"And what if I don't?" Tobias replied, with panic in his voice.

"Well then I'll kill you, slowly and painfully, simple. So you either follow the rules, or you get killed. Which would you prefer?"

So for the next 6 months, Tobias was forced to work for this Dark Elf, until he was foolish enough to let Tobias out and tell him about his new spell.

"You know, Tobias. I think, we could make a good team. This spell is really going to work, we can rule Skyrim together! A Nord country, being ruled by a Dark Elf and an Imperial. Brilliant! Just simply brilliant!"

The dark elf continued to chuckle to himself. Tobias wasn't even listening, just nodding and agreeing, waiting for the perfect time to strike as the dark elf had taken his beautiful Talos.

"And here she is, Tobias. This is what will give me the power to rule Skyrim! Take a look at it my boy!"

Tobias took a quick peek at it, didn't even understand what the hell it was, nodded, and let the dark elf continue. This was the perfect time to strike. As the dark elf started to perform some sort of ritual, Tobias wrapped his arm round the neck of the Dunmer and refused to let go.

"Wha,-what are you doing? FOOLISH IMPERIAL! LET ME GO TOBIAS. I CAN'T BREATHE! TOBIAS!!!"

The dark elf looked dead, but too make sure, Tobias took Talos back and stabbed the dark elf multiple times as if he was a Thalmor.

Tobias: DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE!

The dark elf was dead. Tobias wasn't going to let anyone other than Ulfirc rule Skyrim.

(Now to the dream...after that long bit...I'll try and make this a bit shorter :P)

Tobias wakes up, but not in the carriage. No one was around him, not even Manja or Ukawi. He wasn't even in Solstheim. He was in bloody Swindler's Den.

"I've been waiting, Tobias..."

What was that?

"That was me, Tobias...you know, your Dark Elf buddy. The Dark Elf who trusted you as a friend, let you free and then you just killed in this very spot!"

"I killed you because you tried to take over Skyrim!" Tobias now remembered who this was, and bad memories came into his mind. "Just let me go!"

"Awww, that's cute. The foolish Imperial thinks I'm going to let him go...You're in a nightmare now kid...get used to it."

Some bats swiftly came round the corner and started to chase Tobias down the cave that is known as Swindler's Den. The Dark Elf's voice was still radiating around Tobias' mind, he couldn't escape it.

"WE COULD HAVE RULED SKYRIM. BUT NO. YOU DECIDED THAT YOU WOULD KILL ME INSTEAD. THE ONLY PERSON THAT CARED FOR YOU IN YOUR LIFE. THE PERSON WHO TREATED YOU LIKE YOUR SON! FATHER AND SON, RULING SKYRIM. THAT'S WHAT I HAD IN MIND. BUT NO! YOU, RUINED IT! NOW, YOU MUST DIE! DIE AS THE BATS EAT YOUR SKIN LIKE THOSE CANNIBALL CATS IN THE DAMN RATWAY. DIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!"

Tobias couldn't run for any longer. He had lost. The bats had caught up to him, but what happened was not what Tobias was expecting. He thought he just wouldn't wake up, but instead he woke up in the carriage, with scratches all over him.



"That...was not a normal dream..." Tobias said, panting heavily.

(Are we still doing the scratches stuff? Because if not I'll just edit it)