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It was a test, he supposed. What kind, he couldn't tell you now, but the point was the process, and the process was irrevocably, incomprehensibly flawed. He thought it was near a joke, what the amulet meant, but he was soon proven false. He had been approached by three individuals upon wearing it, two females and a male, and when a fourth started to approach, Alain didn't think it cowardly to flee the town.

He was stopped twice more crossing the expanse of land from Riften to Whiterun, and when he saw the gates, the man thought it best to disperse with it altogether. He walked to as close of the center of the giant plain to the west of Whiterun as he could, and without a thought otherwise, fell to lay on his back without a sound. The sky was wide, clear and coated with soft-looking clouds. He wished to hide himself amongst them.

Instead he kept to his inane behavior, trying to recover.

Marriage. Honestly.
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[ He has camped at a field within a grove of trees, a fire softly burning nearby. Alduin is a month dead, and it is still something to take in. Alain has not returned to "civilization" since then--he has kept to earth and flame, power and might, and has only taken in the land, the enemies, the creatures. He has only had thus.

He has expected Niall for a while now, but the dragon agreed to wait for him. Alain does not want to return to the house he built. Instead, upon waking, he uses the amulet given for the first time. Calls the dragon to him.

When he finishes the Dragonborn lays down again. He watches the sky. He waits. ]
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[He's come from a prolonged "constitutional", undertaken when the dragon finally lost patience and parts of his mind. Alain had been following that vampire around for quite some time, and one day, he had simply vanished from Nehnahlmey's watch. From Skyrim altogether, in truth--a detail that eventually forced the creature to seek the man out in quiet desperation.

After several days, the dragon lands in front of the travesty Alain calls a house in a last attempt to wait out the man's return. It is here Nehnahlmey finds Alain, sitting against the building in what looks to be fatigue.

The dragon slips out of his transparency to peer at the figure.]


...Dovahkiin.
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[ A rejection of touch had never ended in such a parting. The dragon flew off, as dragons often do, and Alain expected him back within hours. When that failed to pass, he expected then days.

When that failed he grew concerned.

It had become months before he found the cave. Months edging on half of a year, and it was still nearly accidental when he came across the fissure in the mountain. Habit had him moving inward, and the presence of a dragon had him reaching for his mace.

...The sight of Niall had him dropping it.

The dragon, curled as if laying on the ground to speak to Alain, great eyes shut tight. As if sleeping. Something in Alain, something unknown and small, prompted him to cross to the dragon, even with the unknown danger of waking a sleeping dragon, to call to him, speak his name, touch his scales and pray for warmth.

When nothing came of it, he prioritized. He shut down his mind and moved in processes. He left the cave, sold his extra weapons and spent all the funds on resources and food. Returned to the cave with bulging packs and set them in the cavern. Moved to the tunnel to cast destruction spells and conjuration as well, to tear into the pathway inside with abandon.

When it came down with a crash, Niall hardly moved.

Alain settled near his bags and closed his mind to thought.

Time was outside of him.

Perhaps it had been hours.

Perhaps it had been months. ]

training.

Jan. 1st, 2014 04:36 pm
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Freak snowstorms.

How does that even make sense?

What is with this world and its insanity, because now Alan is separated from that damn lookalike and it's snowing and it's fucking cold.

His feet toe too near an edge and he glances down.

...The sight makes him think to stop moving. He's just going to. Stay here. Yes.

Goddamnit.
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[It begins with a question, as all tales do.

It begins with a dovah perched on high rock, slipping out of his invisibility spell to question a passing Dovahkiin.]


You lay waste to creatures far above your capacity. Why waste your efforts on these...bounties?
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[In his mind, a project devoted to building one's dwelling is a project best left to rot in Sovngarde, but Alain had thought otherwise. Before Nehnahlmey could raise a word in complaint, Alain took to his task with no intention of stopping, resulting in a week's span of time where the dragon found himself with nothing to do. As opposed to directing his energies in more constructive pursuits, he holed himself in a cave beside a cliffside, counted the number of goats he could have torn apart until ultimately deciding a nap was more entertaining.

Until a concentration of energy seeps into his consciousness. Until he opens a single eye to regard the source near the entrance. Until he catches a glimpse of white hair.

His answer is brief.]


Finished already?

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