THE SIXTH TRIAL
THE MEETING WITH THE ARCHCANON
When you're going to meet a living god, you always want to look your best. |
The morning mist was still in the air, but he was able to see us coming from quite a way off. "I've never seen a Breton in such a find outfit as this." he said, "And your wife. My, that is a beautiful dress." I remembered him from when I first arrived here, how gruff he was with me. Now, he was as nice to me as he could be. We told him our destination, and moments later, we were both on a easier stroll to Vivec, home of the living god that bore his name. |
I was already moving along. Of course, being a wanted man (thanks to the temple), I was just glad that I was able to make this short trek without any trouble. |
Underneath it, one would find the offices of the ordinators, as well as the main library. We had been here before, but this was the first time I'd be entering the temple. |
"Eldorf, you didn't intend to just walk right in there, did you?" she asked. "Remember, the note from the Archcanon? It said to meet him in secret." She was right! Quickly, I looked at the note from the Archcanon again. I was to contact a healer, Danso Indules, and that she would make the necessary arrangements. Only, where was Danso Indules? |
"Quickly!" she whispered, trying not to attract attention, "Did you want to meet the archcanon?" "Yes." I replied, "I believe we have important matters to discuss." "I know of these matters." she replied, in a very irritated manner. "The Archcanon is in his private quarters, and he very much wishes to speak with you, but I am to warn you, avoid confrontations with the Ordinators at all costs." "Well, does he want to speak with me or not?" I replied, "Why does he invite me here under the threat of arrest?" "You don't understand." she replied, "The archcanon has spoken with the High Fane Ordinators, but if you are a wanted criminal, they may try to arrest you. If the blood of faithful servants of the Temple is spilled, it will make a reconciliation all that much more difficult." "What is your suggestion?" I asked. "There is a private back entrance to Saryoni's private quarters. Perhaps you might also sneak past the Ordinators by stealth or magic." "Where is this private back entrance you spoke of?" I asked. "A door on the eastern canalside level leads through a smaller room and into Saryoni's private quarters." she said, "But the door is always locked, and the Ordinators control the keys." She gave us directions on how to find this back door, then quickly walked away once she noticed an ordinator looking our in our direction. |
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It was a well-made lock, but Ondusi's Unhinging spell managed to open it. I must remember to thank Ondusi one day for providing such a helpful spell. |
"You are Eldorf the Wise?" he asked. "That would be me." I replied, as we walked over to chat with him. |
He was being very cordial, and I appreciated that. "What is it you wish to discuss?" I asked. "The temple must protect the people from false doctrines, and your association with the Imperial Intelligence, The Order of the Blades, makes your motivations and integrity suspect. But you have been chosen Hortator and Nerevarine by the Dunmer people." He paused, as if he were opening a box of trouble in his mind. "And we have reached a crises with Dagoth Ur. We can no longer defend the people against the awakened Sixth House. You and your prophecies may represent our last hope." He walked over to his desk, and picked up two keys. "Our situation is desperate." he continued, "But I would rather have you hear the details of our situation, and the circumstances leading up to that situation, from Lord Vivec himself. He has asked to see you. Would you agree to a private meeting with him, and hear in person what he has to say?" How can one turn down an invitation from a living god? "Yes," I replied, "my wife and I would love to discuss this issue with him." He glanced at my wife, gave an uncomfortable look, as if the invitation was for me only, then resigned himself to the fact that we were going there. "Good." he said. "here are two keys; one to the private back entrance to my quarters, the other to a locked entrance to Lord Vivec's palace. I regret that, at present, the Ordinators are not completely under my control, so, for now, I'll ask you to avoid confrontations with them." He handed me the keys. "Lord Vivec is expecting you. His Lordship is remarkably patient, but perhaps it would be better not to keep him waiting." "Can you tell me anything about him?" I asked. Tholer smiled. "Lord Vivec the poet is one of the three Immortal God-Kings of Morrowind, a Pillar of the Tribunal, and the patron of Artists and Rogues. Now, perhaps you'd better get moving, right?" |
'Patron of Artists and Rogues' I thought. Now, that is one interesting combination. As I climbed the stairs of Vivec's palace, I couldn't help wondering to myself if I could expect to see paintings all around his chambers. |
I stood there for a moment, wondering what I would say or do in there, gathering my thoughts for a moment. I looked back to Laurenna. "Come on, old man." she said, "Let's get this over with." With that, she grabbed the doorhandle and opened the door, pushing me, and us, inside the home of the most powerful being I had ever met. |
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