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Prologue
Neloth and his Spriggan servant gathered the eight large heartstones that he was using for the purpose of the procedure, "We only have one chance for this procedure." Neloth said, turning to the Dragonborn, heavily pregnant with her son, "And we don't know for certain the results of it, are you sure this is what you want?" Neloth asked.
She nodded, "My final act of rebellion against my master, I may serve him, I may have to use the Empire for his advantage, but I'll be damned if my true son is lesser than those pig puppets he intends to have me pump out."
Neloth nodded at the confirmation that she gave, "Call the dragon." looking over the edge of the white gold tower, "This is the place we need." He placed the heart stones aligned with the eight outer towers, "The Tower within a wheel, go." He said, preparing his spell.
"Od-Ah-Viing!" She shouted. It wasn't long for him to arrive, and she executed the next part, "Gol Hah Dov!" She shouted, her voice thundering as Odahviing became enslaved to her will, "Jor Zah Frul!" she shouted finally, allowing him to experience mortality once again. As the concept was stuck in his mind and he was enslaved to her will, she took her dragonbone war axe, yanked on his horn, and brought it down on his head in one swift motion, decapitating him, "Now!" She shouted to Neloth.
The Heart Stone in Neloth's chest glowed as he drew on the power of the eight around him, casting the spell on the Dragonborn's womb moments before the soul left Odahviing's body. Instead of going to the dragonborn, it was drawn to the focal point of power within her womb, the symbols in the dragon language on her belly glowing as the soul entered her unborn son.
The heart stones around the tower crumbled into ash and Neloth smiled, "It worked!" He said, laughing maniacally, "It truly worked!" He continued excitedly, "There's no telling what the effects will be, as people generally frown on murdering pregnant women to test if their child has a soul, a backwards ideal when we have necromancy, but this will be interesting to see." He said with a smile. He clutched his chest, "Ooh, but I have to get a new heart stone, this took a bit much for me. The little N'wah took some of my power as well as the power of the other stones. I will have to take an extended leave to Solstheim to get a new one. I trust your empire will not collapse without me in that time." He said as a statement more than a question.
The Dragonborn cradled her stomach, hoping for the best.
Neloth and his Spriggan servant gathered the eight large heartstones that he was using for the purpose of the procedure, "We only have one chance for this procedure." Neloth said, turning to the Dragonborn, heavily pregnant with her son, "And we don't know for certain the results of it, are you sure this is what you want?" Neloth asked.
She nodded, "My final act of rebellion against my master, I may serve him, I may have to use the Empire for his advantage, but I'll be damned if my true son is lesser than those pig puppets he intends to have me pump out."
Neloth nodded at the confirmation that she gave, "Call the dragon." looking over the edge of the white gold tower, "This is the place we need." He placed the heart stones aligned with the eight outer towers, "The Tower within a wheel, go." He said, preparing his spell.
"Od-Ah-Viing!" She shouted. It wasn't long for him to arrive, and she executed the next part, "Gol Hah Dov!" She shouted, her voice thundering as Odahviing became enslaved to her will, "Jor Zah Frul!" she shouted finally, allowing him to experience mortality once again. As the concept was stuck in his mind and he was enslaved to her will, she took her dragonbone war axe, yanked on his horn, and brought it down on his head in one swift motion, decapitating him, "Now!" She shouted to Neloth.
The Heart Stone in Neloth's chest glowed as he drew on the power of the eight around him, casting the spell on the Dragonborn's womb moments before the soul left Odahviing's body. Instead of going to the dragonborn, it was drawn to the focal point of power within her womb, the symbols in the dragon language on her belly glowing as the soul entered her unborn son.
The heart stones around the tower crumbled into ash and Neloth smiled, "It worked!" He said, laughing maniacally, "It truly worked!" He continued excitedly, "There's no telling what the effects will be, as people generally frown on murdering pregnant women to test if their child has a soul, a backwards ideal when we have necromancy, but this will be interesting to see." He said with a smile. He clutched his chest, "Ooh, but I have to get a new heart stone, this took a bit much for me. The little N'wah took some of my power as well as the power of the other stones. I will have to take an extended leave to Solstheim to get a new one. I trust your empire will not collapse without me in that time." He said as a statement more than a question.
The Dragonborn cradled her stomach, hoping for the best.