Tamriel Rebuilt:Nadael Illulivad, Vol III

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Nadael Illulivad, Vol III

by Sorban Nulluk

Third volume describing the Travels of Nadael Illulivad

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The sun was getting low, and its red light cast long shadows of the buildings of Ebonheart. Nadael Illulivad snuck out of his hiding place on the supply ship as Jodran the captain shouted curses at the dock guards. The guard he was engaged with at the moment was an elderly man with a helmet too large for his frail head, that coused it to constantly bobble and shake around. The wormy tendons on the back of his hands worked tirelessly as he screamed back at Jodran.

Nadael slipped into the shadows and headed down the streets. In a few minutes, he came upon the Thieves Guild of Ebonheart and went inside the building. He was greeted there by a khajiit wearing a dark red robe.

"Greetings, young thief," he said with a throaty accent. "De'rzhenn sees you at Balmora district before. Talented you are. This De'rzhenn knows. Why come you here to Ebonheart?"

"My parents were murdured. I am searching for the people who own one of these." He pulled out the brooch, red with six intertwining prongs. "I found it in the wreckage of the house I lived in. Have you seen it before?"

"De'rzhenn has seen the thing of which you seek. A dark elf merchant by the name of Garett has sign with this symbol on it." Nadael turned to leave, but the khajiit stopped him. "De'rzhenn knows Nadael wants quick redemption, but I knows it would be foolish to rush into the shop. Sneaking through back window would be what De'rzhenn would do. Here," He handed the young thief a master's lock pick. "Tali and Ormin Illulivad were good people, yes. Take this lock pick; you'll need it to get through the window, De'rzhenn thinks. De'rzhenn wishes you good luck."

Nadael grasped the khajiit's hand, thanked him, and left. It was dark now, and the two moons hung ominously overhead.

The shop, when he found it, was of normal Imperial design; all squares and boxes. He went around to the back window, as De'rzhenn had suggested, and began to work at the window's lock. There was a sharp whisper of his name, a great pain in the back of his skull, and Nadael knew no more.