Oh jeez, she's crying. Moving with extreme care, your armour/skin looks pretty sharp and spiky, you hug the sobbing young woman. You can feel her shuddering and this must look terribly awkward, you certainly feel terribly awkward, a giant, crystal knight gingerly hugging a high elf in the middle of the countryside. You start patting her on the head, that's supposed to help right?
She starts sobbing harder. Argh! What did you do wrong? Panic sets in and you start talking, saying anything that comes into your head.
"Well, it looks like it's time to get my murder quota filled. Do you have any idea where to find the Dark Brotherhood assassins responsible or do you need me to find them too?" That doesn't seem to help, maybe she's just sort of been taking that as red given the whole summoning thing.
"Four hundred and thirty second year of the third era huh? So we've got just over a year--thank you Uriel with your Sir Patrick Stewart wondrous voice for telling us that you die on the twenty seventh of Last Seed in the four hundredth and thirty third year of the third era--before Dagon's forces try and kill Uriel Septem, if you want to try and stop it." Huh, you wonder if Uriel Septim sounds like Sir Patrick Stewart here as well? That would be awesome. Maybe he'll do those speeches like in Next Generation, those were good. Maybe you can stop him dying!
Or the thought occurs to you that you could drag Martin out of the cathedral early and leave him with the Grey Beards and Parthurnax. Actual Dragonborn or not getting Martin the Thu'um can only go well.
"W-What was that about the Emperor?" The young elf in your arms asks quietly.
"You know, you might want to avoid Kvatch for the next year or two." Yeah, better get that out of the way first. Kvatch is gonna go up sooner or later, the time frame of Oblivion is kinda... malleable. "Oh, and don't join the Mythic Dawn, the robes are ugly and their afterlife sucks."
"Wait what!" She starts struggling against your comforting, crystally, awkward as hell hug. "I live in Kvatch! Why would I avoid it? Why are you going on about the Emperor dying and not going near Kvatch? And what's the Mythic Dawn when it's at home?"
You pat her on the head and start singing again, you aren't entirely sure where this song came from but damn it you need it to get out of your head ASAP!
"Doo bah... doobee dee daby doo!" Now she really starts trying to get out... or possibly punch you in the face. It's hard to tell.
"Nine Divines Stop! No singing damn you!"
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