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ANNOUNCEMENTS: UPDATED 12/16/2017

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Re: The Wolf Queen Awakens 5.7

[(Anonymous)]

Elisif recognised the word dovah, but didn't understand any of the rest of it. The black dragon's wings sent cold air whipping through her and she was cold and scared and just wanted this to stop now please. She didn't feel like a mighty Dragonborn right now, she wanted to turn and run for Solitude or that Legion camp nearby and not stop until she was safe.

“You do not even understand our tongue, do you?” the dragon growled, sounding almost like it was laughing. “So arrogant, to claim for yourself the name of Dovah.”

It knew. That damn beast knew she was here, knew what she was and sweet Kynareth she was no match for it at all. She was going to die, right here, right now and about the only consolation was that at least she'd see Torygg again...

“No matter,” the dragon growled. “You will not stop this. You are weak, joor. I will leave you to your fate because you are not worth the bother of killing personally. In the mean time... Slen Tiid Vo!”

The dragon mound exploded, stone flying everywhere as a pillar of dark magic soared into the sky. Elisif looked up from the crouch she'd dropped into as another dragon roared in response, and she froze in horror to see a skeletal dragon emerging from the ruined mound.

“Gods above, it's worse than I thought,” she heard Delphine breathe, and Aela wasn't even wasting time on words. She'd already lifted her bow and fired off an arrow, then another.

“Kriiloknah! Krii daar joorre!” the black dragon snarled and wheeled off. Fire was burning all along the skeletal dragon and Elisif realised in horror that its very flesh was reforming.

“Talos take you!” she heard Delphine shout, firing off a few shots herself and Elisif reached for her bow, heart in her mouth. She'd fought a dragon before and not died. How hard could it be?

Harder than she'd imagined, it turned out. Her arrows went wide, even Aela's weren't sinking in that deep, and then the thing took off, howling its rage out. Elisif shrieked as she dodged a jet of fire. Last time she'd had a housecarl, four Companions and the Whiterun guard. This time it was one Companion, one Breton warrior and her. Just her.

Kriiloknah soared round again, dodging all the arrows sent its way, sending a jet of fire in Delphine's direction, and then it landed, staring straight at her. Elisif stared back, feeling the blood drain from her face, knowing she'd get one shot in maximum before it struck and that this was a terrible idea, she should have stayed in Solitude, taken Falk up on his elite dragon squad idea where others killed them and she just took the soul. I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going to die...

“For the glory of the Empire!” Arrows flew at the dragon and it turned its attention to this new threat. Elisif could have wept to see a whole troop of Legion soldiers rush in from what must be the Pale's Legion camp, firing arrows and surrounding the dragon, trying to get blows in. The dragon was having none of it – it might be bleeding but that didn't stop it picking one man up in its mouth, chewing him up and flinging the corpse away, before turning its fire breath on a small knot of soldiers.

Something in Elisif snapped, some fury at the thing treating innocent human beings like that, innocent human beings who were fighting for her when all was said and done. She reached for her greatsword.

“WULD!” She covered the distance between her and the dragon easily and carved a line deep into its flesh, marvelling at how easily the scales seemed to part for her. I will kill you, dragon, you will hurt no more of my people and if you kill me, so what? I just get to go to Sovngarde and see Torygg again, so you do NOT frighten me! Screaming, she carved into it, not a lot of finesse involved but when you had an enchanted greatsword at your disposal, you didn't really need it. She wasn't really aware of anything else, just blood and noise and the rest of the world fading away and then fire, why was there fire?

Aela had grabbed her shoulders, hauling her back, hauling her away from the thing's burning corpse.

“You did it, you did it, well done, it's dead, you can stop now, you can stop!”

Re: The Wolf Queen Awakens 5.8

[(Anonymous)]

Elisif lowered her weapon, slowly realising it was dead and everyone was staring at her, Aela, Delphine, all those Legionnaires and oh gods, that was Legate Rikke herself at their head, they'd just seen her kill a dragon like it was nothing out of the ordinary, seen her turn into some screaming lunatic before their eyes.

Then the dragon's soul boiled up out of it, sank into her and she felt the draconic part of herself answering, jaws reaching out to swallow it whole.

Elisif slowly looked up to see concern on Aela's face, amazement and pride on Delphine's, and then she saw the Legionnaires. Several had just dropped to their knees in stunned amazement and they all were looking at her like she was some sort of goddess.

“Dragonborn!”

“High Queen!”

“It's true!”

“She took its very soul...”

Slowly, Elisif turned to Rikke, feeling more afraid now than when she'd been facing the dragon. At least the dragon hadn't been treating her like a goddess and its intentions had been perfectly clear. She had no idea what lay behind Rikke's smile.

“Jarl Elisif. There you are, we found you at last. My spies brought word of our camp in the Rift destroyed, Ulfric mobilising troops personally at Ivarstead. I can imagine why. We've been searching all over for you. What are you doing up here?”

“I – just – was looking for something,” said Elisif nervously, not sure what to say. While she'd always liked Rikke, she wasn't entirely sure she trusted her. Rikke was loyal but she wasn't sworn to Elisif, was she? “But I found it, so I'll just be on my way...”

“On your way?” Rikke asked, eyebrow raised. “You're just going to wander Skyrim on your own? I don't think so! I'm not letting our best asset go unprotected like that. Jarl Elisif, since the story started getting around about you being Dragonborn, Legion recruitment's gone through the roof. Undecided Nords, apolitical Nords, Nords who didn't care, some who even were leaning towards Ulfric, they've all heard that you're Dragonborn and they've all come to fight for you, their Dragonborn Queen. Come with me, Elisif. We'll give you guards, take you to visit the camps, rally the troops, get them fired up to kill some Stormcloaks, get a few dragons killed before their eyes. What do you say?”

Absolutely not, was Elisif's reaction. Deep inside, she could feel a dragon's rage building up again, fury at being kept in a gilded cage, a pet to be paraded out when the Empire felt like it, killing dragons who'd likely already been nearly killed anyway. What sort of life was that for a Dovah? No life at all, was what it was. Better dead than chained.

“I am the true High Queen,” Elisif gasped. “I go where I want.” She just had time to take in the stunned look on Rikke's face before sanity and reason kicked in and she realised what she'd just said to the Imperial second-in-command. Without even pausing, she turned and fled across the snow, using Whirlwind Sprint to put it all behind her.

“Legate, should we go after her?” one of the men asked Rikke. She shook her head wearily.

“No, let her go. She's done nothing wrong and you can't force a Nord to accept help she hasn't asked for,” Rikke sighed. “I'll just have the camps on alert in case she passes their way and does need somewhere to stay for a while. It's actually better for morale this way, the troops will take courage from their Dragonborn Queen being out there in the field fighting dragons to keep Skyrim safe. You there!” She pointed at Aela and Delphine. “Are you her friends?”

Both women nodded cautiously. Rikke didn't know the Breton but the Nord looked familiar – one of the Companions, if Rikke remembered correctly. Good, Elisif would have some help at least.

“Then I suggest you get after her. She's headed straight for Stormcloak territory, if they get their hands on her...”

Neither woman needed telling twice. Both Nord and Breton took off after the errant High Queen, leaving Rikke staring at a dead dragon and wondering just what the world was coming to.

Re: The Wolf Queen Awakens 5.8

[(Anonymous)]

Yay update! This keeps getting better, and Elisif is continuing to outgrow her childish view of the world.

Have you thought at all about posting this story to FFnet or AO3? I'm just thinking it would be easier to track new updates if it was there.

Re: The Wolf Queen Awakens 5.8

[(Anonymous)]

I am actually considering it, yes! I have another fic I want to finish off, and then I will most likely start uploading chapters on AO3 and ffnet as well.