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*Brothers in Blood*
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Halo Sangheili OC...
Full Name: Uhze 'Nostrom
Nickname: Nova (But Mostly Called Triangle By Tom)
Weight: 276 lbs
Voice: Low vocal sound and pitch (relative to his species).
Eye Colour: Golden like Reptilian
Skin Colour: Brownish Scaley like hide
Rank: Lieutenant Corporal(Previously a Zealot)
Most Preferred Weapon: Crimson Energy Sword, Assault Rifle, Covenant Carbine, Battle Rifle and Scattershot Rifle...
Clan: Legionary Alliance Clan
Primary colour: Black
Secondary colour: Brown
Detail colour: Red
Other details: Includes Gautlet Crimsom Energy Shield and Energy Dagger, Over shield system still operative. Also includes built in flashlight on Shoulder. Shield system is Class 5.
Specialization: CQC, Weaponry Expert, Vehicle Operator, Aircraft Pilot and Squad Leader
Defects: Never intends to bring harm towards the innocent or to his friends.
Personality: Honorable, Kind hearted, Sarcastic, Intelligent, Cunning, Noble and has a heart filled with courage when in battle.
Likes: Good Sword Fights and Fair punishment along with talking with his fellow Brothers, Sisters and Friends, Zaro, Thel, Alei, Tom, Adrian, Legion, Winter, Eve and Raida.
Dislikes: Those who are blinded by lust for power and bring harm onto those who can't fight for themselves, dislikes the Flood and hate dislikes to ideals of the Prophets and haves a very VERY heavy grudge on Fleetmaster Kroudon 'Rogamee.
"The decision's we choose for ourselves will ensure our Honor..."
"To do what is right is to disobey a single false order that is wrong to ensure the safety of the innocent and their generations within them..."
"Onward to War my fellow Brothers, into the shadowy pit we yet enter, My Blade shall shine our passage to our victory and to our salvation..."
"Never doubt your enemies on the face of battle for they are yet to be advance then ourselves..."
"My blade shall guide me to freedom of Honor..."
"There is no Honor for killing the innocent in war, only damnation and shame upon yourself awaits your fate into the afterlife..."
Born from the colony of Turahk 'Famdamee near Sangheilios borders, Nostrom was left on the street as a child with no chance on surviving on his own, until that was time where he was taken in by Usku 'Rogamee, a former Sangheili Fleetmaster that led the forces against Humanity forces and formed the Sangheili Brotherhood. At the age of 15 Nostrom was placed in a academy to learn hand to hand combat and weaponry of the Covenant such as the standard issue Plasma Pistol and the Energy Sword. After several years have passed, he graduated and soon joined the Covenant Armada Military Force and was placed as a Minor. His skill rapidly increase after bringing reports of his action, for starters he drove a Covenant Scarab Tank in a Heretic Hanger bay and obliterated everything in his path and later on hijacked a Covenant Cruiser which he used to ram through the Covenant Super Carrier to make his escape.
At that point he was promoted to a Major Elite(Or to put it in a different way an Officer Elite) who lead his troopers safely into battle and was able to return a sacred artifact from the Forerunners. And from that point on He'd never expected to engage into a massive War that was about to happen a few years ahead from him. He was soon promoted into a Ultra Class for his action. He was sent out to steal any information from several UNSC Ships scouting in the far reaches of space and it was there he had found a ship that led to the one planet the Covenant Fleet Armada had been looking for the long years of their genocidal campaign, "Reach". And soon he was promoted as a Crimson Zealot and led several units against Reaches defenses in orbital, not only had he brought down the defense of Reach, but he operated its turret guns and took down fighter ships and a UNSC Frigate that were sent out to destroy the Covenant Carrier. His skill improved much better and he was later then ranked up into a Gold Zealot of the new order of the Covenant and for the first time of his life met with another member of the Zealot of the New Order simply named Raptor. Throughout his history as a Zealot of the New Order, Nostrom was one of the most talented Sangheili to wield their sacred weapons the "Energy Sword" and was soon granted the opportunity to wield his mentors Crimson Energy Sword as he used it against his foes and swiftly defeated them with god like strength. Nostrom enjoyed fair fights and leading his men into battle along sided with his comrades, Imik 'Foramee, Uhsko 'Nokuum and Xor 'Vorgamee. And also along with his brother in bond Thel 'Voramee. They formed a group that was known as the Sangheili brotherhood that is dedicated of their skills, Valor, Honor and Nobility.
They were soon brought in by Usku's younger brother Fleetmaster Kroudon 'Rogamee after retrieving his own Covenant Super Carrier. Kroudon however always did find a sense of grudge of seeing his older brother Usku training him even more with Uhze then himself, feeling almost envious. With that the two brothers have never talked to each other since their departure. As the Sangheili warriors entered the Fleetmasters ship, Kroudon himself wanted to prove that he was much more better then his own flesh and blood. With that his ship fired at the Brotherhood Ship and it was nearly eradicated along with no trace of Usku ever escaping from the crashing ship. Enrage of the blowing betrayal of Usku's own brother murdering him. But now that all changed, Nostrom and the others were cruelly used as their toys to do their dirty work, forcing Xor 'Vorgamee to go with the Spec-Op Units.
Uhsko 'Nokuum himself was placed towards the army units while Raptors brothers in bond Uhsko and Thel were separated from him as Raptor was on his own in suicidal missions.
But many of them believe that the Sangheili Brotherhood still walks aside them. They were separated after their so called leader Kroudon has ordered them to search for any Human survivors that crashed landed on the Halo Ring, Nostrom was then sent to a spire that was under control by a Crimson Zealot named Euto 'Monatree, Nostrom was then reported to interrogate a Human Female name Alice Atreyu. But he later on became a friend to her. After several days Nostrom continued to teach Alice the ways of a Sangheili and its will through the Energy Sword.
Learning how to wield the sword and learning how to do strategic moves against their foe as they kept their friendship in secret, hidden from his own kind, their friendship forever burned like the raging sun, but even the sun must set. Nostrom learned that Alice's execution begins today as he was forced to pick the ultimate choice, to live with his kind to regain his lost honor of losing his mentor or to helping another race from total extinction, and so he made his choice.
Euto came to Alice's cell and escorted her to the edge of a hill, she was pushed near the edge as she began to think of Nostrom in her mind and inhale a long breath, knowing that this would be her last moment as a Spartan. But a change in the wind came to her as a Covenant Revenant broke through the defense and drove near her as it was Nostrom in his active camo and drove off with her as she was dropped off near a Human refugee base as Nostrom returned to the Spire. From there he encountered Euto 'Monatree in a Sword Fight Clash, eventually he was the victor after dismembering his enemies head. And so on he allied himself with the Humans to fight off the raiding Covenant Army that was heading towards the Human Refugee camp sight with heavy arsenals at their display.
Raptor himself who was called by that from Alice displayed his sense of courage and soon the Humans at his side and several of his brothers that turned against invading forces. And so at last he was Uhze and the others were the victor of defending the island. With that they've found a way off the ring. But Raptor knew to himself that there were un-finished business to attend to, with that he stood behind to get a Phantom as he boarded onto as he flew towards Kroudons Super Carrier. Nostrom was suspicious about the room and soon it was being poured with Elite Honor Guards circling around him as two Zealots led by one Field Marshall relinquish Nostrom's weapons, except for his Energy Sword as he activated it and struck back against those who tried to kill him. He later then realize that he had to warn Eve, his warriors and the other humans of Kroudons villainous plan to activate the Halo Rings which it will start the divine path of the great journey, he wasted no chance but to flee to a life pod near the docks.
Until he felt a needlers shard impaling through the back of Nostrom's skull as he laid on the ground paralyzed from the needlers effects. His mind later then went black as he could see a figure of himself but only darkness flown through the other figure of himself as it soon turned into a hologram like screen. It showed the carnage of Nostrom's past, seeing those that he slain and the lives he has taken away throughout the battle as a skull demon tortured him as he witnessed the death of his soldiers, his officers and the death of his fallen mentor, Usku ‘Rogamee.
He later then gave into death as darkness began to consume his body hole. But a light from the sky shined through the darkness as darkness itself turned to light as his deceased master Usku 'Rogamee, reached out his hand to grab Nostrom and pulled him back on his feet. Nostrom was in a hale as he could see two nurses talking about their lives as another figure came to see him. And that figure was his brothers Thel and Uhsko who placed his hand on his shoulder, praying to the gods above to heal Nostrom and return him back to normal.
Nostrom was in a custom made Ranger armor that kept his body alive as he could not speak until the strange liquid inside his armor dissolves and absorbed in his skin. He heard voices from nurses and doctors about conversation and other things he didn't even knew. For the first time of his life, he was frightened. Nostrom has never felt fear before, even if he was a higher rank in the Covenant Empire. But, he was afraid, not from himself but from the unknown. Someone came close to him, close enough to make out the shape of a human female. She started tweaking with his helmet, after several adjustments he was finally able to hear. The human did a few resignation, all Nostrom had to do was create a noise as response. He couldn't talk, his entire body was swimming in bio-gel and his mouth was filtered with a re-breather. After months have passed Nostrom was on his feet and was able to speak once again, it took him one hundred and twenty five days for him to regain his consciousness. For one hundred and twenty five days he was nothing, but a ghost a shadow trapped within his body.
And it took him another thirty eight days to regain his strength as well. he was he later then tilt his head and saw the same human female coming to him while doing several more test on him. Nostrom could not fully understand the gift of life that this simple human has given him. He did not comprehend what she did, to bring him back from the land of the dead. Nostrom thought he was simply wounded, he thought that it was nothing but a common flesh wound. But a heavy injury, he was no coward, but for the first time he had enough courage to ask the human one question. Why? That was all he said to the human, a question that neither him nor his warriors knew the answer. But when he looked at her, he felt no hate, no fear and no pride.
She looked him like he was just there, just another wounded soldier on the field of battle. No one has looked at him like that before. He was either looked up to, or even looked down upon, hated or respected. But never had he ever been treated as an equal. And that was before she even said a word. The human nearly chuckled in amusement. She simply said, "Because we chose to". A choice, Nostrom felt helpless. He fell towards his knee and begged the human, he begged the human to spare his soldiers. He begged him to let them live, He; Uhze 'Nostrom: former zealot of the covenant fell towards his knee weeping like a helpless child. It was rare for any Sangheili to beg was such an honorless act; those who tended to do so were either killed or exiled and even branded as a heretic.
But for the first time of his life, he truly felt free, he had no higher ranked officer to impress nor did he had any Prophets to be pleased of his action as he was a broken soldier, a broken warrior who was betrayed by his own empire and army and yet, he had no other choice but to submit. The human nearly felt sympathy for Nostrom, she picked him up and simply said, "There is no shame in tears in care Sangheili, there is no shame in love for your men." Somehow she knew about me, she knew what they've taken from him, she knew how she felt. The human continued her talk, "Most soldiers never ease this state, respect grows into loyalty and loyalty grows into love. Your soldiers love you; they come to offer you everything to give you happiness." She later then helped him get towards his bed and walked away. Nostrom again felt the urged to ask her one last thing, her name and then she replied, "Alicia Atreyu, I'm Alice's sister" With that his mind went blank to learn that she had a sister, with that h had questions on where Alice is and her sister replied that she was still alive.
Uhze himself was glad to know of this as the Alicia: Alice sister later then left the room and Nostrom himself felt in peace. After several months have finally passed, he was finally able and later on he spotted a familiar face towards the room, he was glad to know Thel was still alive, only to see that he was a little older then he last saw him. He was accompanied by his friends yet again who had also told the tale of the Halo Rings belief ended by a Spartan named John-117.
Each day they would tell their tales of how humans, elites and several other species would roam this ship as equals. He couldn't believe it for a while but he wanted to believe that this was true, it was that everything he could ever wish to see humans as equals, instead of treating them as lower life forms. He wanted to ask them if he could see and so they did. Nostroms eyes were widen of awe, what his friends have randomly told him came into life and this brought him happiness. He could see Humans, Sangheili's, Jiralhanaes, Mgalekgolo, both races of the Kig-Yar, Unggoys, surprisingly that some of the Yanme'e were here and even the Huragok were present, all of them training and eating together. He saw Grunts commanding several battalions of Humans as well as Brutes were telling jokes with Elites and Humans. He saw Skirmishers and Jackals relaxing with humans and telling stories as well. He saw them live their lives without order nor fear of any high ranking Officers or Zealots or even New Order Zealots. What he could see where several Zealot class Elites being commanded by Humans as well.
He then met new faces such as a Spartan who was suddenly a vengeful cyborg but later then realize that he was his only good friend by the name of Legion as well as his Sangheili Companion named Shenko as well as a Promethean Knight Requius, he's also encountered several Humans by the name of Wolf, Alpha, Theron, Tom, Alex, Jason-116, Duncan-117, Nisu, Lilly and many, MANY others.
Some of them were mostly the sarcastic type and Tom of course would mostly call Uhze by the name of Triangle and so on he met even more Humans by meeting one named Adrian who was also sarcastic as well and the fact that he was completely clumsy and another Human by the name of Shaine who was quite shy when she's around everyone, especially any aliens but she eventually got used to talking to with a Spec-Op Female Sangheili named Raida 'Zellum. Just then he met another Elite wearing a Field Marshall who's armor was pitch black, wielding a Special Ops Fuel Rod and goes on by the name of Zaro 'Veros.
Nostrom was soon placed in combat training and was rewarded with many things and even more. [L.A.C Unit 8.0.8]. He later then realize that during time unconsciousness, the Legionary's implanted something in the back of his skull, his spinal cord was replaced with a cybernetic replica of the spine and a rare disorder function from the needlers effects that allow him to turn himself into crimson flames and transport himself into on location towards another. The cybernetic nerve replace his normal neck allowing him access toward vehicle control, environment readings, known locations, internal coms, weapon readings, targeting systems, Legionary history log, library of all known locations around the galaxy, blood pressure.
All that and much more were all shoved into his head and making him into an indestructible killing machine wanting to get loose into the galaxy itself. He soon got his own armor which was an Ultra based custom with colors of both black as its primary and red as its secondary. He soon got his favorite energy sword back from Thel who's been keeping it until Nostrom was finally awake. He was then gifted with a Forerunner A.I named Jenna who had the exact intelligence as Cortana herself which made her a relative to Forerunner A.I. And as time continued onward towards the future(which has not happenened yet) He was eventually givin his own Promethean Lancer codename: Chaonic.
Both Uhze and Jenna were soon assigned to do their first mission by the UNSC Military Branch on assassinating a new group known as the Storm Covenant War Criminal Dhark 'Ramanee. Nostrom was soon led towards a team of both humans and elites who later then realized that they were his friends. Later on they've completed their objective on slaying the Storm Covenant War Criminal and were soon rewarded for their action.
Eventually the Legionary Alliance Clan were retired from their duty and went on towards their separate ways. He then went over to Alice, both of them were starting to get closer and closer and later on their friendly relationship moved on to a much more romantic relation of two species. But even in a time of happiness, they'll always be a new war coming and eventually a new group by the name of "The Dark Krosheets" had finally found their new Leader, and so on their new Leader happened to be his old enemy, Fleetmaster Kroudon Rogamee.
Later then the Legionary Alliance Clan and the UNSC Militia along with several rebels who defied the Fleetmaster joined in and fought off The Dark Krosheets forces that were now invading REACH. Desperately their forces have tripled rapidly and neither any of the Milita could hold them off. Without help from Earth or Sangheilios, they'll eventually be wiped out of REACH. With that they were forced to come up with decisions that could be suicidal, and with that the Legionary Alliance Clan went into hostile territory to learn that the The Dark Krosheets have been building a weapon that could end Humanity.
And so on Humanity from Earth and Sangheili's from Sangheilios answered their call and sent their best soldiers into battle. With enough Soldiers under Uhze's display, he soon led the forces towards Kroudons fortress. Seeing an immense army of Dark Krosheets Warriors swarming around with heavy arsenal in their grasp, they charged into an assault and eventually they've broken into Kroudons fortress. Eventually both Uhze and Alice made in while the other held the reinforces off while they find the Fleetmasters location.
And eventually they found him, with that both Uhze and Kroudon clashed against each other, blood smeared on their sword began to charred with a smoking smell of burning blood of their own, armor that had massive large bladed cuts and soon Uhze became the victorious.
Soon Uhze emotion began to kick in, his hatred for Kroudon made him want to kill him for the murder of innocent people and for the murder of his own brother. But he later then placed those emotions behind and decided to let him live, only for that moment to come with a price, the Fleetmaster recovered a Needle Rifle and aimed it at Uhze, eventually he pulled the trigger as the needle rapidly headed towards his way. But he felt no pain coming towards his chest, only to see that Alice has taken the shot for him. Finally enrage Uhze with a deep inhaled mouth roared loudly and long for the others to hear as Uhze's friends sprinted their way towards the Fleetmasters battle room. From their, their hearts nearly fell to see Alice's lifeless body in Uhze's hand.
Their attempts to capture was failed but they were able to save REACH and put an end to the Fleetmasters Gun-Shi army. From there they paid their respect by visiting the memorial burial, seeing weapons, vehicles, pictures of family and friends along with many ornaments of sorts that they made to honor the dead. Uhze himself made a vow to protect the light from eternal darkness, with his friends and his fellow brothers at his side at all times, his promise was ever going to break and so on his life as a Zealot ended in the Covenant Empire and was revived as Legionary Alliance Warrior where his chapter continued on until the end of times.
Skyrim Argonian OC...
Full name: Drak Mekalis-The Fierce Flame.
Nickname(s): Dovahkiin, Dragonborn, Inferno-Scales, Hot Breath, Lizard Face, Scaly Moron,(When being insulted by Jo'Rak.) Faal Yol Dovah Kriid(I'll let you guys solve this out.)
Birthday/Year: N/A. (Because I have no idea how the Dates/Months/Years even work out in TES-Skyrim >XD.)
Birth-sign: The Dragon.
Religion: A believer in Akatosh, Hircine, Azura and Talos.
Region, City or Town of birth: Possibly born from Blackmarsh, but eventually got lost in Tamriel.
Parents/Guardians: Was currently taken in by Faalwuthken, an Ancient Fire Dovah who later on passed away of an illness.
Close Companion: His Half-Brother Derkeethus and Delthir: A Red Drake about the size of a Sabrecat.
Currently lives: Riverwood, beside the village in the Nova Lance Guild. (The mod is basically called "Castle Draco Riverwood")
Languages spoken: Sometimes speaks in English, but above all mostly in the Tongues of Dragons when around Dragon's.
Affiliations: Once a Stormcloak Rebellion, A Guild Member of Nova Lance, Harbinger of the Companions, Champion of Hircine and Thane of all of Skyrim.
Relationship Status: Gains a romance interest with an Imperial name Ryana Valeria, but eventually lost it after her death.
Height: 7' 11' with Saurian legs instead of humanoid legs.(In Were-Dovah Form he's over 9'10' Tall O_O, scary)
Weight: 251 pounds.
Armor: Torso Champion Mage Armor(The Champions Mage Armor from "Dragon Age Two".) One sided Champion Mage Gauntlet with razor sharp talons, a Sleeveless side with a fingerless glove to show off his Argonian razor sharp claws, Daedric Helmet with red eyes flashing and Champion Mage boots that show off his Raptor-like talons.
Weapon: "Dragon's Blaze", a long crimson Fire Enchanted great-sword with the a Dragon's head at the end of the Swords handle with Dragon Language embedded to the blade. (Translation: "The Blade that incinerates the Corrupted Hearts".)
Horn Colors: Tan.
Horn Style: Two large horns pointing straight of the back of his head(With the tips point a little down.), bits of horns heading down his vertebrate as well as a three rows on his draconic like eyebrow.(Basically I'm using the "Drachis Mod" to make my Argonian look more Draconic.)
Eye Color: Crimson Red.
Scales: Rough Dragon like scales on the very center of his chest as well as on his back with a few both sides on his saurian legs.
Scale Color: Darkish Crimson scales.
Scars: Three large scars on his left eye.
Preferred style of clothing: Prefers Heavy and Light Armors. Off days he'd usually wear a sleeve jacket exposing his left arm and some leather pants.
Frequently worn: A necklace with a single piece of his Fathers Crimson Scale on it.
Smoker?: By that you mean the smoke coming out of his nose and mouth when he's ready to unleash his flames on his opponent. Then I guess that's a yes.
Drinker?: Mostly enjoys Mead.
Drug User?: Does not like Drugs, only destroys them.
Addictions: Just loves sleeping in fire, takes it from his Dragon Foster Father as well as brawling with his comrades.
Allergies: None in particular so far.
Any physical ailments/illnesses/disabilities: Have's no records of his memory of any of past life or any recollections of his Parents, only having to remember his own name and birth.
Any medication regularly taken: N/A
Personality: He is a rather optimistic Argonian, never seeing a downside to anything. He's very reckless when it comes to a battle of accidentally going a bit overboard, but he's always been the type to make it through impossible odds. He too has a fire of adventurous spirit that burns bright in his heart. This will often lead him, however, to make a hasty decision, often leading to even of having three large scars on his eye, he will be fiercely loyal for the rest of his life and cherishes his friends as his own family that he desires to protect with all of his life. He also loves to eat most types of meat and the fact that he's fired up it comes to going out on quests.
Likes: He always the type to go out on quest in search of glory and fame, hunting Animals to bring back for food, likes to stay out in the sun, is fund of sleeping in the fire pile while its still active and loves a good brawl with his fellow Guildmates as well as with the Companions.
Dislikes: Most likely he doesn't take the joy of Assassins from the Dark Brotherhood Guild and other Guilds that only kill for money, doesn't like Daedric Princes and their worshipers (Besides Azura and Hircine) and of course hates Racism, including the Thalmor Embassy who brag about how they are much more superior than others and the Imperial Legions for trying to chop his head off.
Fears/phobias: Mostly Arielle when he, Derkeethus or Jo'Rak(my male Khajiit OC) are intimidated by her angry looks.
Favourite colour: Crimson Red.
Class: Two-Handed Warrior/Fire Mage/Dovahkiin(Dragonborn).
Talents/skills: Mostly a Two-handed wielder with fast reflexes and a talented in the arts of using fire to his advantage like making his fists encased his fands on fire as well as forming a large fire barrier around him and even able to devour fire to use his shout against his opponents.
Peaceful or aggressive attitude: Aggressive against enemies who threaten his friends, his Guild or himself.
Powers: Has the power of the Thu'um and the ability to transform into a Were-Dovah. (Using the "Were-Dovah Mod" Its just awesome.) but at the Full moon the power of the Were-Dovah takes over him.
Weaknesses in combat: Can't exactly handle Horker Meat since it causes a major ache in his stomach and of course silver hurts him in his Were-Dovah Form as well.
Drak Mekalis: A young Crimson-Scaled Argonian was left alone in the outskirts of Tamriel with no memories of any Parents or Siblings of any, all he ever knew was always being alone and wanting someone to save him from this fate of loneliness. He eventually came across Faalwuthken: The Old Flame who was out hunting for Mammoth's. The old Fire Dovah eventually took the young Argonian with him to train the youngling with the Way of the Voice, by training him to use the gifted ability to Shout Flames. Not only did the Dragon train Drak under his care, he eventually taught the young Argonian about Reading and telling Cultures. And it came to Drak's notice that he's been having slight physical appearances to a Dragon's own with rows of his teeth growing sharper than before and the fact that his sense of smell and hearing have both been enhanced as well as gaining the same instincts of a Dragon as well. During night times after days of training, Faalwuthken would always tell his son of his times Dovah's, vast essential beings that have ruled all of Tamriel roamed the sky while striking fear to those who feared the Dragons with their Leader Alduin: The World Eaters and first born of Akatosh who set the world in complete darkness and chaos.
Let alone that his brother Paarthurnax, second born of Akatosh turned away from his brother side. Paarthurnax could not take the cruelty of the Joor by his brothers tyranny and could not tolerate it no more after joining the Mortals ranks while teaching them the way of the voice. Thus causing a war of the Dragons as Dovah to Dovah with Mortals at their side fought one another as Faalwuthken fought alongside with Paarthurnax during the Great Dragon Wars, trying to provoke Alduin from his throne. In success, they were able to lure him out to the throat of the World, using a shout that brings Dragons from the sky and forcing them to the ground as Mortals, but not having to have loss one of their Companion to Alduins maw.
The Eldest among the Joor then resorted to one final effort of using the Kel, the Elder Scroll to vanquish Alduin and banish him away from Tamriel as Alduin roared in defiance but suddenly vanished, bringing victory to the Joor and peace to the world. As for the Dragons, they've too moved on with Paarthurax and Faalwuthken going their own way, they have not seen one another for a long time as the Dragon's themselves were eventually turning into myths and legends. Leaving Faalwuthken to be a lone wolf, but not until meeting the Argonian who had soften his heart and made him have a purpose of passing down his knowledge to someone truly worthy of using the power of Fire, thus ending his tale.
As time went by, the Old Fire Dovah had eventually caught an illness, a very deadly illness that not even an Ancient Fire Dragon like himself can escape from. It eventually broke young Drak's heart that he will be left alone once more, but the Old Fire Dovah assured him this..."Drak, my son. Don't weep of my death forever my boy, take pride of what you have been able to accomplish that no others had before during the Dragon Wars, we Dovah's are essential beings, not by body but by soul. But do no this, when you see a Flame burning brightly, do know that I, Faalwuthken: The Old Flame will always be watching over you. Forever..." And eventually, Faalwuthken passed away with a smile on his face of how proud he was of his son. Drak had eventually moved on, continuing his journey, not turning back without hesitating, but not before burying the remains of the Dragon, pulling out a single Crimson Scale of his Father, thanking him for everything he has done and knowing that Drak would do his best to make his Father proud and be strong for him on the journey before him.
During his travel, he eventually came across another but pale Argonian named Derkeethus, a wanderer just like Drak who too knows the Way of the Voice and has mastered the Lightning Breath by an Old Breton whose great grandfather was part of Alduin's downfall and passed down his knowledge to Derkeethus as Drak's Father did the same as well.
As time went by, they've eventually trusted one another and eventually developed a bond of calling one another as Brothers, but they would still argue on who is better. More years have eventually passed by, with the two nearly in their seventeens(Derkeethus being one year younger then Drak), they eventually made it to Skyrim, not knowing that there was an ambush waiting for them. A battle between the Empire and the Stormcloaks was made as the brothers struggled to escape, but were eventually caught and placed in the caravans with the rest of the surviving Stormcloaks.
The brothers, as well as the Stormcloaks were then dropped off by a nearby village that goes by the name of Helgen. As far as the brothers knew, they didn't exactly look like they were about to place them in prison. They were eventually placed in a line as an Imperial began checking out names of those who have been captured, the fool of a Thief trying to escape was already at a lost cause before getting an arrow to the back. As the brothers took their turns at once, the Imperial Soldier couldn't exactly find any of the Argonian brothers name on their list, but that didn't stop the Captain from putting the young ones in the headsman's list of victims of course. The brothers had eventually prepared for the worst to come, watching in horror after seeing a Stormcloak being decapitated right before them. But what got Drak to have shivers down his spine was the strange noises that echoed.
It was Drak turn laid his neck in the blood of the Stormcloaks own, causing Derkeethus to hesitate and began to suck in bits of air to unleash his Lightning Breath Shout. As the Headsman raised his axe, Drak's eyes widen in shock and fear of what he is witnessing now, but not at the Headsman who is about to decapitate his head but at the sight he has never expected to know. The sight of as a massive, ferocious and intimidating Black Dragon with its body and eye glowing with a red primal carnage within them as it landed on a Tower, devouring an Imperial Sentry whole while staring down at Drak with eyes burning with so much hate in them, and it soon hit him that this beast is in fact the World Eater himself, Alduin has returned.
The Black Dragon soon cast out a Shout that turned the sky dark with meteors clashing down on Skyrim. Screams of Woman and Children as well as Men dying from the Dragon's wrath was heard around Drak as he tried to regain his conscious after being hit hard by another Shout from Alduin. Derkeethus was eventually freed from his bind by Ralof, a Nord that was in the same caravan as the brothers who unbinded him of the ropes as they assisted one another if they are to escape from the Dragon's rampage as they continued downwards in the dark caverns, fighting off several Imperial Guards, trying to avoid a sleeping Mother Bear and escaping from a few Bullvore Beast wanting to devour them.
As they continued onward, they've eventually came across an ancient armory with a Dragon stone in the middle with two open coffins, what truly got the brothers interest were the power flowing through their weapons, one made Fire known as the Dragon's Blaze and the other made Lightning known as Dragon's Raze.
The brothers as well as Ralof continued onward and had finally found the exit after escaping Alduins wrath and the Imperial's clutches, Ralof then made his own way but not telling the brothers to join the Stormcloak Rebellion to take back Skyrim, something that the brothers will decide for another time. The brothers then continued onward through Skyrim's tropical forest, seeing the lush fields of grass and the clear skies as they both admired the beauty for a short moment after hearing rumors of a Guild somewhere near Riverwood not far from where they are. It only took the brothers a few moments as they were completely amazed at how big the Guild was, the two were excited on joining the Guild.
As soon as they walked through the door to see eyes locking on the two of them, the to break the silence was a young yet attractive Imperial short raven hair girl around the same age as Drak that goes by the name of Ryana who came face to face with the brothers and questioned why they were here. The brothers eventually informed her of wanting to join their Guild which the Guild Master of Nova Lance by the name of Robent Endre, an Archmage Imperial who recruited them after seeing great potential within the brothers. Derkeethus himself had started to gain a few new friends by starting with Drex: An Mage/Archer Silver Avian, Yojimba: A Hunter Lungaris and Inigo: A Purpled furred Khajiit One Handed Duel Wielder/Mage.
Although Drak eventually made a bad start with a certain opposite Snow Khajiit named Jo'Rak after calling him a Furry Popsicle before Jo'Rak was the first to call Drak a Scaly Pyromaniac, causing one another to go through an anime fight pile of punches, kicks and headbutts with everyone laughing in entertainment of the fight that's going on, but it was short lived after the two opposites were sent straight for a wall by the force of Aela's fist that caused the two opposites to cringe and shiver in fear of Arielle which caused her to smirk in satisfaction of showing off her dominance. But she eventually gave Drak a confident smile of asking his name, which he gave back and eventually greeted herself. Drak eventually muttered quietly while Jo'Rak agreed, causing the to to grin at one another but suddenly turned their gaze away.
As far as the brothers knew, things were starting to get rather interesting. Drak on the other hand has eventually made a friend with Ryana, making her to be the first friend he's ever had for the first time in his life after that tragic event of his Fathers passing. The two of them first met when Ryana was walking back to the Guild during a rainy day where she saw Drak sitting on a round rock. It was rather odd for her to be seeing the new recruit staying there, not bothering to find shelter of some sorts. When she came closer to get a good look on the Argonians face, her eyes were widen in a surprising way, it was the first of her too see this Crimson-Scaled Argonian looking rather...sad...and alone, were it not for the rain, she could of sworn that she had saw a single stream of wetness fallin from his right eye.
She knew better then to just leave him sitting there in the middle of the rain while his brother was with the other Guild-members, so she decided to at least greet herself to Drak. Drak was somewhat hesitant of meeting the girl, it came in many theories. One being is how attractive the girl was in every-way, or the fact that the scent emitting from her was rather soothing. He eventually returned her greeting with a grin of his own that made the girl comment of how cute it was, making Drak to blush furiously of her opinion. And from that day forward the two became good friends and went on requests whenever they were on their own.
One day, they eventually found a stray Drake cub that must have been separated from his pack or the pack must have been hunted down by Poachers. Drak and Ryana decided to take the Drake Cub to present it as an Official member of Nova Lance and named him Delthir. Both Drak and Ryana didn't know that they were starting to have feelings for each other, but their interest for one another did not bloom, at least not yet for the time being. As the time continued on, the brothers continued to grow even stronger by every day of training with each other and learning to increase and have finally discovered the full potential of using the full extent of their Shout Breaths while.
Their whereabouts had spread across Skyrim like wildfire, giving the brothers a nicknames for each other as Drak called himself "The Inferno-Scale" while Derkeethus was known as "The Qo Dovah". Together, they were given with the title of being known as "The Twin Dragon Lance" for Drak's incredible strength on the field of combat, talented two handed skills with Dragon's Blaze that can send a ray of Flames at his opponents, expert of using mastered Fire Spells and the power to use the Fire Breath Shout to destroy a large amount of hoarding enemies while Derkeethus was a master of cunning shots with the Dragon Lash of shooting enemies down effectively as the bolts decimated nearby enemies and the ability to Shout the Lightning Breath to eradicate a battalion force, leaving those with corrupt ideas and cold acts to shudder in fear of mentioning the brothers, putting the Infamous Dark Brotherhood Guild back into hiding after hearing rumors and for the first time witnessing the full devastating might of the twins draconic powers that could even rival that of Dragon's.
Although there were those in Riverwood, Falkreath, Windhelm, residents of Markarth and Winterhold who viewed the twin brothers as their prime idols of Skyrim as well as The Nova Lance as their favorite Guild, earning the Nova Lance Guilds name to be number one in all of Tamriel. This event had eventually caught the ears of Ulfric Stormcloak, he saw great potential of the two brothers that maybe they could lend their power to free Skyrim from Thalmors wretched clutches as he sent out Couriers to Nova Lance. The brothers had eventually accepted Ulfric's proposal and were now recruitment's to the Stormcloak Rebellion. It was then that the brothers went to their separate ways for a short time, but they knew better that they would meet again.
As more years continued on, the brothers were now in their late twenties and were far more powerful than they have ever known, Drak himself has now uncovered the ability to transform himself into a Crimson Scale Were-Dovah and gained the title of being the Harbinger of the Companions after their previous Harbinger was slain in combat, but was able to be absolved into total peace while Derkeethus too uncovered a new Shout of calling upon a raging Lightning Storm and gained the title of being Guardian of Azura's Star. The brothers have finally reunited with one another, both Drak and Derkeethus appearance were different through the times they've never seen each other as Drak acquired a new set of armor known as the Champion Mages Armor while Derkeethus acquired the Champion Rogue Armor, the two eventually resigned from the Stormcloak Rebellion to return to their new home.
The brothers had eventually return to the Guild, things have truly changed since they've last been here. Most of the Guild members ages have changed and even newer members have joined the Guild with some being Nord, Redguards, Bretons and Imperials while there were some new beast race like the Minotaur and Orcs as well as new Mer such as Dark Elves, Wood Elves and even High Elves have been known to have join the Guild which was quite rare since the Nova Lance had little populations of any High Elves, but now things were about to change for the better where everyone can set aside their differences and know the meaning of cooperating with one another and understanding the meaning and feeling of having friends by your side against impossible odds.
There was one member that goes by the name of Deadpool: A man who wore a red mask who happened to be the more sarcastic type, a talented person of Duel Wielding One Handed Swords and haves a deep affection for Sweet Rolls, there were times that he was weird but nevertheless we was still friendly and a trustworthy ally. Then he came across a female Khajiit that goes by the name of Seiki, a rather odd name for a Khajiit but they both had something related, enjoying the thrills of combat and are both care-free people. And then he met up another Argonian named Kroq-Gar, a stealthy yet fierce warrior whose rather talented in tactical combat. Then he eventually met with a Nord that goes by the name of Krav who is by far an interesting fellow who has a great taste in Ebony Armor, as well as tainting several of the parts blue.
As much as things changed, Drak was blind sided by an old rival as Drak rapidly got up on his feet and pressed his face straight up to Jo'Raks own as the two growled and hissed at one another. Derkeethus thought to himself as some things have not changed since the two of them have last been here in the Nova Lance Guild, but Drak and Jo'Raks battle faces were then replaced with goofy grins as their little battle was soon forgotten and the two shake hands as Ice and Fire spiraled incredible, these two may fight sometimes but there were always times that these two became, both masters of opposite elements were destined to be greatest of friends.
Delthir too has grown, or rather he's grown rather large by the size a Sabrecat and sure did missed Drak, although something was missing, but his suspicions eventually eased after casting his site familiar face he's been wanting to see for a long time. Ryana has made drastic changes and became the most beautiful woman in the Guild by far, it was then that Drak and Ryana took a walk right out of the Guild together, causing several of the males to feel a bit jealous of Drak's way with her. The two began to have long conversation of one another's time away and how strong they've become lately. They soon came across the old tree where they would always hang out after completing a mission. The two were unaware that their feelings for one another was so strong that they've been wanting to express it for one another but couldn't have the urge to do so since they didn't want to destroy their friendship. So far they've been waiting for the right moment, but as far as the days go, that moment would be short lived.
The Imperial Legion Army, led by General Tullius were in a bit of a nervous state of how the Nova Lances Guild recruiting even more Strong Warriors and Talented Mages, but what got them very afraid were The Twin Dragon Lances raw power of the Dragons. After all dealing with one Dragon would be enough(But they doubted since hearing about the raw power of the twins wrath) but dealing with two would only lead them to a suicidal attempt. They didn't know how to react in this new situation, and there was a slight chance that they could even be more of a threat than the Stormcloaks themselves, but the Thalmor however had shunned down on the Nova Lance Guild for long time and eventually viewed the twins as potential threats to their New Order.
Not that long ago during Drak and Derkeethus S-Class Request of capturing a Bandit Lord whose been known to kidnap villagers, having complete that mission and returning the homeless villagers to their original towns was always their best specialties, always the types to save those who in need of help. When they were about to take the trip back home, the brothers eventually felt uneasy when they realized that they were being watched. And eventually, several agents of the Thalmor exited from their hiding spots to meet the brothers face-to face. Their first attempts were to try and bribe the twins into joining the Thalmor where they could at least get more power on their side. The twins however refused, causing the Thalmor to become hostile to them as twins defended themselves.
The Thalmor were quickly defeated since they lacked more skills with Swords and Bows, not bothering on killing the Thalmor, they decided to leave them be since killing was not in their intentions from the very start as both brothers returned onto the road where it would take them back to Riverwood, unaware that they were being watched by a Thalmor Scout who must have been hiding during the battle. A few months have past and Drak along with Delthir had just returned from their request on taking out a group of Bandits that have been causing some trouble towards a rather spoiled Jarl and entered into the Guild, but something wasn't right. Everyone were in tears including his brother Derkeethus as well as the Master who was by far much more depressed than anyone else, but what caught his attention was the fact that Ryana was nowhere to be seen. Derkeethus approached Drak slowly with a bit of nervousness, trying his best to inform of what had just happened. His brother informed Drak of Ryana, hearing her name caused Drak to go paranoid. He began to panic like a child whose just lost his parents and demanded on what has happened to her.
Derkeethus murmured that Ryana, was gone, that her life was taken away by a few drunken Thalmor who took advantage of her because she wasn't fairly strong against the Thalmor alone. This caused Drak's eyes to go wide of shock and confusion and yet sadness and heartbreak as he collapsed onto the ground, until eventually he stormed out of the Guild and onward towards the forest where he began to take out his anger. Punching down the tree's with hands encased with fire until finally gave out his Dragon roar that eventually obliterated half of the forest. As the flames died out, he then laid near a charred tree. frowning and slowly shedding tears from his eyes after hearing the news of Ryana's death.
After a couple of minutes of sobbing, his sadness including several members were replaced with anger and rage to the Thalmor, but above all that were truly furious of the Thalmors, the Master himself was in a state of immense fury of knowing that one of his fellow children have been murdered and taken advantage over her own free will, now it was an act of vengeance and a time for War.
The unsuspecting Thalmor that were responsible for the death of Ryana continued to boast about their so called victory over Ryana as they continued, even if she was gone, they continued to boast of how inferior she truly was and how much pleasure they've gotten from her with cheeky smiles on their faces while being completely wasted from the alcohol affecting their minds. But it was all short lived as a few Thalmor's that were next to the entrance were blown away by the forces of Lightning and Fire, and through the dusts, showed two figures that they were foolish enough to mess with. The Twin Dragon Lances looked down at the Thalmor who were getting their weapons and Mages ready as both of the brothers eyes glowed menacingl, then the Thalmors themselves with bows were quickly dispatched by lances of light that pierced through them to reveal the Guild Master slowly levitating above the twins with solid white bright eyes.
Soon more members of the Nova Lance flooded into the Thalmor, showing no mercy to their enemies with Ice freezing those who tried to charge at them, Lightning shocking the Magicka out of the Mages and Fire exterminating a batch of the Thalmor while the other Guild members displayed their own abilities. Lucky for the Nova Lance, they've finally found the one who was the first to defiled her, but killing him would be too easy, instead they've decided to give the Thalmor maggot to the Stormcloak Rebellion where they will give the exact same pain Ryana was in.
As another month passed, Robent Endre commemorated a funeral burial for Ryana as rain poured down from the sky with several tears from the members fusing with the rain as they paid their final respect and their farewell to their beloved comrade as they tossed Flowers into her burial hole. The only one that wasn't present was Drak and Delthir himself, but those close to him like Derkeethus and Jo'Rak knew very well where he would be.
Drak had already set up another Tombstone with a Dragon standing over it near the tree they would hang out, looking down on the Tombstone that was written in the Dragon's Language while wearing his helmet. He eventually laid a fresh band of Flowers near the Stone as Delthir gave out a sad howl. Drak had to be strong as he did for his Father, but loosing a close friend and possibly Lover caused broke his heart from the inside, something that won't be healed for a long time, but he won't allow the darker side of himself to get the best of him. He didn't want to condemned himself for vengeance if its only going to hurt Ryana even more in the afterlife as things wouldn't be the same without her here in Nova Lance. And so he's made a promise that he would fight for what's right and protect Skyrim and those that he treasured the most, his Guild, his Friends, his Family and his new home...
As days go on and things have gotten back to the things they use to be, an attack had just occurred near Whiteruns nearest Tower, a request board was post on the request board as the brothers accepted the request on journeyed to Whiterun's watchtower where they encountered some of the Jarls men who survived from whatever attacked them. The brothers have never seen so much damaged done to one tower with flames everywhere, it was almost too...but before they could figure it out, a loud roar echoed behind them where they looked up to the sky and were completely stun to see a Dragon approaching them as it shouts flames from its mouth at the brothers and the survivors, and to the brothers shock was the fact that this was not the same Dragon that attacked Helgen during their escaped.
The Dragon continued to attack as the brothers returned back to their senses and charged at the flying beast together while the Jarls men watched in awe of the brothers bravery of challenging such a beast. Drak thought best of distracting the Dragon while Derkeethus loaded his arrows so he could bring it down by aiming for its wings. As for the Dragon, who was too distracted of chasing down Drak while dodging the Dragon's Blaze Fire Attack, felt a sudden shocking pain to its left wing while roaring in pain as it began to fall from the heavens and collided to the ground while trying to regain conscious. Little did it know that the twins sprinted forward to the Dragon, but they were quickly smacked away by the Dragon's long vertebrate that sent both brothers flying back, rendering them stunned as the Dragon bellowed down on its rivals. As the Dragon began charging up yet another shout, battle cries could be heart as the Dragon tilts its head to see groups of the Jarls men charging at the Dragon with Swords and Shields as the the Dragon confronted its next victims.
The battle was fierce between Mortal and Dovah...but the Dragon eventually gotten the upper hand due to its impenetrable scales that no normal weapons could pierce through as well its ability to use any Dragon Shouts at its display, clearing out half of the Jarls men and gnawing on one after tossing the Mortal away from its jaws. As it continues its carnage, it was suddenly pushed away by torrents of Fire before hearing a shout from his other enemies. Both Drak and Derkeethus have finally gotten back on their toes and together charged at the Dragon with their mighty Dragon roars. Drak drew the attention of the Dragon as it strikes at him like a Snake about to snare its prey, a big mistake for the Dragon's account as Drak reacted quick enough to slam his sword onto the Dragons forehead as it staggers while Drak continued to slice and dice on the Dragons thick hide. As Drak pulled back from the Dragon, Derkeethus took his place with both enchanted Daedric blades in hand as he continues to slash at the Dragon with rapid speed with blood smeared on both blades, causing the Dragon to roar in frustration, rearing up its head to Shout down on its opponents once more.
This gave Derkeethus the opportunity to Shout his Lightning Breath at the Dragons mouth as stream of Lighting began to shock the Dragon from the inside as the Dragon was completely helpless to do anything, giving Drak a chance to take over and with one final effort while yelling in slow motion with the Dragon about to bite him down with its fangs, pierced his sword straight into the Dragons chest and plunging it even further as the end of the blade made it through the other side with the Dragons blood oozing over it, causing the Dragon to roar out in pain and eventually died instantly. The Dragons head then fell to the ground with a loud thud that caused the Earth to shake a little, blood still oozing from the Dragons wounds as both brothers were panting heavily over the Dragon. Before anyone of the Jarls men, including Irileth could answer, everyone saw that the Dragons entire body began burning away. In a matter of seconds, the skins burned off and the bones were starting to show and after that, the entire Dragons entire energy like force was being transferred to both brothers.
Both Drak and Derkeethus then took deep breaths together as the energy from the Dragons skeletal corpse began flowing through the very veins, with enough strength from both brothers, they soon began to inhale a lot of air into their snouts, rearing up both of their heads to the sky and together they gave out their Dragon victory roars that sky rocket through all of Skyrim to hear as their newest chapters has yet to come, from there they will encounter stronger enemies with villainous agendas to bring chaos and destruction, face greater battles then ever before in the fight to free Skyrim, possibly Tamriel from the hands of the Thalmor Empire and forge new friendships with new comrades as they're journey takes them to become what Dragons fear...there they will one day known as "The Twin Dovahkiins" A title so terrifying that it strikes fear into the Hearts of the corrupt Empire, make Daedric fiends retreat back into the nothingness and even makes Dragons tremble in terror...