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The Wolf Queen Awakens 2.1
Date: 2013-08-27 10:21 pm (UTC)Warnings/kinks: au, gen, char:elisif, race:nord
Summary: Elisif sets off for High Hrothgar, leaving her true identity and the responsibilities of Jarldom behind her. The responsibilities of Dragonborn don't rest any easier though, so it's a good thing she finds some allies...
A/N: YAY, people are reading! I'm so pleased. Here is the next chapter - a bit longer, this one. Elisif's not a brilliant fighter on her own, so I felt it a good idea to get her some help.
In the end, things had gone fairly smoothly – everyone was agreed she had to follow the Greybeards' call. So off to High Hrothgar it was. She'd kitted herself out with a full set of finely crafted scaled armour – not terribly substantial, but she could barely move in steel plate. It would do. She'd also got potions, an axe and sword, Elven bow, a few glass arrows and lots of steel ones, some food for the road, and a full coin purse. She'd also talked Sybille into teaching her some basic spells – nothing fancy, just healing, the three basic Destruction spells, how to cast mage armour, how to conjure a familiar, and spells for clairvoyance and candlelight. She'd never be a wizard but it wouldn't hurt to know a few spells.
About the only stumbling block had been her insisting on going alone. Falk had put his foot down and insisted she take guards, she'd shouted back that the whole point of this was to get to know her country and discover what she could really do, and she wasn't depriving Solitude of its protectors. Falk had asked what about her protection and Elisif had just shrugged.
“I'm Dragonborn. I don't need it like you do.”
“At least take Bolgeir,” Falk sighed.
“And won't you need a guard?” Elisif had asked.
In the end, they'd compromised. Which meant Elisif set out on her journey accompanied by a troop of Haafingar guards escorting her as far as Dragon Bridge, and then the rest of the way by one of the housecarls in training, Jordis the Sword Maiden. Falk had seen her off at Solitude gates, giving her a hug and telling her to take care, and she'd hugged him back and told him to look after her city. Then she'd left, feeling a lump in her throat as she'd walked away. Dragon Bridge had arrived all too soon, and she'd stared at the bridge, knowing once she crossed it that would be it. She'd have left Haafingar and she wouldn't be Jarl any more, just one warrior and a not terribly experienced one at that.
Elisif took a deep breath, whispered a prayer to Mara, and started walking.
Once over, it was amazing how the fear just seemed to slide from her, like a weight had just lifted from her shoulders. Elisif walked on and kept walking, and then started running, running and squealing like a little girl until she got tired and had to stop. She was free! She could do whatever she wanted! Go wherever she wanted! She didn't have to worry about being Jarl or Queen or about Ulfric or the war or anything. She was just Elisif, on her own, ready to start exploring.
Well. Not quite on her own.
“My Jarl!” Jordis gasped, running after Elisif in her steel armour, slowed down a little but Jordis' stamina far outstripped Elisif's. “Wait for me!”
“Sorry,” Elisif said, waiting for Jordis to catch up. “I got... carried away.”
To her surprise, Jordis actually giggled, and Elisif realised that for all the woman's strength and prowess, she was no older than Elisif herself, not by much anyway.
“Oh that's all right, Jarl,” Jordis laughed. “It's exciting, isn't it? I've never been up to High Hrothgar before. I wonder what it's like?”
Re: The Wolf Queen Awakens 2.2
Date: 2013-08-27 10:23 pm (UTC)“Of course, my Ja- sorry,” said Jordis sheepishly. “Er. What do I call you then? I don't think I can call you Elisif.”
No, and the name wasn't common enough that people wouldn't automatically associate it with the High Queen to be, especially a young High Queen who was Dragonborn apparently. Wouldn't take long for a rumour like that to spread.
“Don't call me anything,” Elisif said, racking her brains for a suitable alias. “Or just call me ma'am. Just not anything likely to give me away. The whole point of travelling quietly is so no one knows it's me. They'll treat me differently if they know, and how can I ever learn to be a good queen if I don't know what Skyrim's like for people who aren't Jarls?”
“Dangerous,” said Jordis quietly, hand resting on her sword hilt. “But I'll protect you with my life, my Jarl.”
Elisif thought of Jordis lying dead because of her and shivered. Not if she could help it. No one was dying because of her. She was here to help save Skyrim, not get people killed. Hand on her own weapons, she led on.
~~~~~~~~~
The journey wasn't too challenging at first. A few beasts, and although Elisif reacted to the first wolf pack by shrieking and dropping her sword while Jordis dealt with them, she did better with the second, and when they ran into bandits at Robber's Gorge, actually wounded one before sprinting away in terror.
“That does it, I am getting Falk to send soldiers down here!” Elisif seethed once away from the place.
“You can't,” said Jordis, still cleaning the blood off her own sword. “You're not in Haafingar, that's part of Hjaalmarch. Jarl Idgrod would complain.”
“Idgrod's not got the troops, I have,” said Elisif stubbornly, although she was only dimly aware of how many guards she had at her personal disposal as opposed to Legionnaires and Penitus Oculatus. It bothered her a little that she didn't know – she was Jarl, she should know this, right?
“Yes, my Jarl,” said Jordis simply, knowing when not to argue. Elisif just sighed and walked on. Why couldn't it be as easy as just sending some soldiers in? She was Jarl and Dragonborn and soon to be queen, she must be able to do something about a few ill-disciplined bandits. And yet damned if she could think of anything.
They kept on, stopping for lunch in Rorikstead, where a little girl called Sissel stopped by and told Elisif all about a dream she'd had about a friendly old dragon on top of a mountain. Elisif listened and gasped in all the right places and gave the girl a septim. Sissel had gasped and hidden it, thanking her in a soft whisper and running away. Elisif had felt her heart break watching the girl run off. She loved children, desperately wanted some of her own... but Torygg was dead and she couldn't face taking another man into her bed, she just couldn't. It hadn't even been five months.
All the same... babies. Maybe one day. Maybe she could keep it together just long enough to get it over with and get pregnant. Perhaps.
Aside from a few wolves, the journey passed uneventfully, and Whiterun loomed up ahead. Elisif debated calling in at Dragonsreach and asking Balgruuf for a room, before remembering she was meant to be all self-sufficient and experiencing Skyrim like an ordinary citizen. So the inn it was then. Elisif was just about ready for a meal and some mead.
Right up until she got to the city outskirts and saw the dragon attacking, swooping low over the outer farms, burning roofs and crop fields, and while Elisif was no farmer, she knew enough to know that was someone's livelihood and home, and potentially a good chunk of the city's food supply, going up in smoke.
“Oh no you don't!” Elisif hissed, reaching for her bow. Finally, something helpful she could do.
Re: The Wolf Queen Awakens 2.3
Date: 2013-08-27 10:24 pm (UTC)For a brief moment everything seemed to go still around her as she stared into the beast's eyes, its teeth right there and capable of tearing her apart and oh gods, it was alive and huge and could breathe fire and...
“SU!” she Shouted, grabbing her weapons and flinging herself into battle. She wasn't the most skilled warrior out there, but she'd had lessons, she wasn't a complete novice and it was amazing how training just kicked in as she darted away from the thing's mouth, ebony axe and glass sword carving into the beast's skin with frightening speed. Glorious, it was glorious, fighting and slashing and stabbing and she should have done this years ago! And then the beast's head swung round and fire spewed from its mouth.
“My Jarl!” Jordis knocked her to the ground, covering her as the flames roared over them both. Elisif shrank back from the heat, seeing one of the twins, the shorter of the two, leaping over her, greatsword in hand, swinging it into the dragon as he screamed that he'd rip its heart out. Meanwhile, the young Imperial was there, pulling Jordis to her feet and then Elisif while the wolf brothers distracted the thing.
“Are you alright?” the woman asked. Elisif nodded, heart pounding.
“I never fought one before!” she whispered. Jordis had already grabbed her sword and rushed back into the fray.
“Well, you were doing really well!” the Imperial laughed, lifting her own sword. “Come on, let's give the others a hand before it takes off again. FOR JORRVASKR!”
Jorrvaskr? Well, that explained a lot. Elisif had certainly heard of the Companions, but never been inside their hall. Maybe she'd have to visit. Assuming the dragon didn't kill her first.
She start attacking again, at the back this time, not as fast as she'd been with the Thu'um powering her strikes, but fast enough. The dragon's blood spurted as she hit it, and Elisif grimaced but didn't stop because if she did, it might turn round and breathe fire and she hated fire, feared it more than anything, feared it more than a dragon's claws and teeth.
Wolf twin number one shoved a greatsword through the roof of its mouth while twin number two managed to shove his blade into the beast's shoulder and it finally died. Elisif stepped back, feeling her knees going weak as she lowered her weapons, then sank to the ground before she fainted entirely. She'd killed a dragon. Helped kill a dragon. Got in a few hits and not died, which was something, right?
“Is she alright?” That was the redhead archer.
“I think so.” The Imperial. “That armour looks brand new, I don't think she's terribly experienced.”
“Good armour though.” Wolf twin one, the bigger one. “Weapons not bad either. Think she smithed them herself?”
“Hardly,” wolf twin two sneered, lip curling. “Look at her, she's some noble-born brat who's barely swung a sword before in her life. Papa's money probably paid for all that.”
Just because it was true didn't mean it didn't hurt. Elisif winced, slowly getting up so she could at least face the man on his level.
“Vilkas!” the Imperial cried. “Leave her alone, she was good at it! You should have seen her when it first landed, she didn't bat an eyelid, she just tore into it!”
“Instinct,” said Elisif, brushing herself down and doing her best to sound composed. Remember, you are a Jarl and they're... bigger and stronger and better with weapons, but you're still their queen and don't you forget it!
Re: The Wolf Queen Awakens 2.4
Date: 2013-08-27 10:26 pm (UTC)Elisif opened her mouth to reply then realised she'd not thought of an alias yet. Fortunately, Jordis saved her the trouble as she raced over to her, horrified.
“My Ja-” she began, until Elisif swatted her on the side.
“Maia?” Ria asked, smiling. “That's a pretty name! It suits you.”
Elisif promptly forgave her housecarl everything, turning her brightest smile on Ria.
“That's right! I'm Maia. I grew up in Wayrest, but came to live in Solitude a few years ago. Now I'm exploring the rest of Skyrim. Getting to know the old country, you know?”
It wasn't even a lie. Might as well keep her story as close to the truth as possible, right?
“You've not picked the best time to do that,” the redhaired Nord remarked. “First the war, now the dragons – wait, I've never seen one do that before.”
Too late, Elisif remembered she was Dragonborn now. The dragon crackled and burned beside her and the soul boiled up around her, blinding her and filling her eyes and ears until she knew nothing else, and then snap. The jaws in her head swallowed it whole, taking its power and tucking it away, waiting for her to find another of those Word Walls.
Slowly, she opened her eyes, wincing as four Companions stared at her in disbelief.
“What was that?” wolf twin one asked, blinking. “It's like you just sucked the life out of it.”
“Sucked the soul out of it,” the woman said, staring right at her as if she knew exactly what Elisif was.
“You're Dragonborn,” Vilkas breathed, and finally he actually looked impressed.
“Dragonborn?” Ria asked, confused. “What's a Dragonborn?”
“A mortal with a dragon's blood,” Vilkas explained, eyes never leaving Elisif. “Capable of killing a dragon for good.”
“That one's certainly not going to be getting up and flying again any time soon,” said the redhead, going over the dragon's corpse and retrieving various arrows, all the loose dragon bones and scales and a decent amount of coin, which she presented Elisif with.
“There you go, Maia. We're already being paid by the Jarl to deal with any visiting dragons. Only fair you have something for your trouble.”
“Thank you,” said Elisif softly. “I didn't get your name.”
“Aela,” the woman said, appraising Elisif and seeming to approve of what she saw. “Aela the Huntress. These are my Shield-Brothers Farkas and Vilkas, and this is Ria, our newest recruit. We're Companions of Jorrvaskr. If you wanted to come with us, you'd be welcome at our hall tonight.”
Elisif stared, then turned to Jordis to see if she'd heard that right.
“Are you inviting me to become a Companion?” she whispered. Vilkas actually laughed at that.
“Not my decision,” said Aela, swatting Vilkas. “Kodlak, our Harbinger, decides who gets to join. But you can certainly stay as our guest. Not often we get a Dragonborn staying with us.”
It certainly beat staying at the inn.
“All right then, lead the way!” Elisif laughed, beckoning to Jordis to follow.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Elisif looked about her as she entered the hall. Mostly wood, easy prey to a dragon's fire, but homely for all that. There were a few others hanging around, one Nord swigging from a tankard, eyes crossing as he tried to focus in her direction, a dark Elf reading quietly in the corner, a Nord woman who just sneered at her and walked off, and at the table, two older men in the same armour the twins wore, seeming to be having some sort of discussion.
“My mind is made up, Skjor,” the bearded one said, determined.
“You can't be serious, Kodlak,” Skjor cried. “Why would you want to give it up?”
“There is more to life than the chase,” said Kodlak, not wavering an inch, and Elisif realised this must be the famous Kodlak Whitemane, Harbinger of the Companions.
“Nothing worth living for,” said Skjor stubbornly, but he backed off when he saw the others walk in. Both Skjor and Kodlak looked at her and Jordis and looked curious.
“A stranger comes,” said Kodlak, surprised. “Aela, who is this?”
“A guest,” said Aela. “For tonight. That's all right, isn't it, Harbinger?”
Re: The Wolf Queen Awakens 2.5
Date: 2013-08-27 10:27 pm (UTC)“Kodlak, she's Dragonborn!” Ria cried, and that had the entire room going quiet.
“Dragonborn?” Skjor asked, looking at Elisif with renewed interest. “Are you sure?”
“Damn sure, Skjor, she took a dragon's soul right in front of us,” said Vilkas, taking a seat and indicating for Elisif to do likewise. Elisif sat down next to Kodlak, Skjor making way for her and Jordis standing at her shoulder, ready if anything did happen.
“Dragonborn,” Kodlak murmured, watching her keenly. “A rare gift indeed. But while the gods wouldn't choose unwisely, it is a man or woman's heart that is the measure of them, not whatever gifts they have.” He was staring right into Elisif's eyes and Elisif shivered a little under that gaze. It was as if he could see right into her soul.
“I just want to do right by Skyrim, sir,” said Elisif nervously.
“Quite so,” said Kodlak, seeming to approve. “But how do you decide what the right thing by Skyrim is?”
A question with an infinite number of answers and no real right one, but Elisif would have to say something, wouldn't she?
“No one can please everyone, sir,” said Elisif. “But I don't think the war and the dragons are really helping anyone, so I'd quite like those to stop.”
To her surprise, Kodlak actually laughed at that. “A worthy aim indeed! Would that all Nords were so conscientious. Yes, you'll do. Wanting to help but not wanting to force your own ideas on others either, yes, you've got a good heart, lass. You can join.”
Join. As in... “You're inviting me to join the Companions?” Elisif gasped. Kodlak nodded.
“Yes. I think the Dragonborn could bring us a great deal of honour, and you look like you could use the help. Even with your friend here at your side.” He indicated Jordis, who'd drawn closer to Elisif as they'd talked.
“Oh, this is Jordis,” said Elisif, realising she'd have to tell Kodlak something about herself. She didn't want to give her true identity away but she felt guilty about lying too. Still, she had very little choice. “She's my bodyguard. I'm Maia. From High Rock originally, but I've lived the last few years in Solitude.”
“Maia of Solitude,” said Kodlak thoughtfully, and if he suspected that wasn't her real name, he didn't say anything. “Well, Maia of Solitude, you can consider yourself welcome in Jorrvaskr.”
“Better test her sword-arm before you promise her that, Harbinger,” Vilkas put in. “She's a noble-born brat who probably never swung a blade before today.”
“She went up against a dragon and survived,” Aela pointed out. “She's got skills.”
“Believe it when I see it,” Skjor muttered, looking rather sceptical, and Elisif felt the rage building again, the desire to rip, tear, fight this arrogant joor and make him submit to her, acknowledge the power of her Thu'um, and sweet Kynareth where was this coming from? Elisif shrank back, suddenly afraid. What in the world was happening to her?
“All right then,” said Kodlak, getting to his feet. “Let's go to the training yard and see what Maia here's capable of. Maia, you'll be going head to head with Skjor – no, nothing dangerous, just a little sparring match.”
Elisif really wasn't sure about this – Skjor must be in his fifties at least and looked every inch the battle-hardened warrior. But there was little to be done. All the Companions seemed to think this was a fine idea and were all filing out after Kodlak.
“I'm really not sure about this!” Elisif whispered to Jordis. Her housecarl just patted her shoulder.
“It'll be fine, Maia,” she said, adopting the alias with barely a qualm. “He's not a dragon and you're not trying to kill him. He's not trying to kill you either. Just show him what you can do.”
Mara help her. She wasn't sure what she was more afraid of – Skjor harming her... or her harming Skjor.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
“Now don't worry about hurting me,” Skjor said, shield in place and sword held ready. “I can take whatever you can throw at me, whelp. Just come at me and give it your best shot.”
Re: The Wolf Queen Awakens 2.6
Date: 2013-08-27 10:28 pm (UTC)“Try again,” he laughed, and Elisif gritted her teeth, going in for another strike, harder this time.
“Too soft!” Skjor barked. “I could have killed you three times while you were flitting about doing that! Again!”
Elisif went for another blow, and another, all easily parried, Skjor looking exasperated, and she could tell Vilkas was smirking, she just knew it, and Kodlak must be so disappointed. She was hopeless, she really was. And yet fighting that dragon, she'd been fine, losing herself to the moment and just striking at it, the Thu'um powering her blows as she danced alongside it.
She'd always liked dancing. Maybe...
Taking a deep breath, she began to dance, treating the whole thing like a strange dance where you moved to avoid your partner's touches but tried to touch them. To her surprise, it seemed to work, as Skjor seemed to hesitate, not sure what she was doing. She could feel a dragon growling inside, the Thu'um ready to strike again, and without fully realising it, she heard herself cry “SU!”
Everything sped up as Elisif lost herself to the moment, striking and slashing, mostly hitting Skjor's shield but he was staggering back, barely holding her off.
“Maia!” she heard Jordis cry. “Maia!”
Elisif stopped, sword inches from Skjor's chin.
“Oh,” she whispered. “I didn't... oh.”
Skjor slowly lowered his weapons, looking up at her with new-found respect.
“I take it back. You're a true fighter. Glad to have you with us.”
“I – really?” Next thing Elisif knew, Jordis was hugging her, squeezing her half to death.
“That was awesome! You were so good, Maia, you really were! You could have had him!”
“That's lovely,” Elisif whispered faintly, really needing a sit down and some mead right now. The dragon had shut up, but for how long?
Kodlak was there, looking impressed if a little worried.
“Well done, lass, well done indeed. Was that the Thu'um you were using there?”
Elisif nodded, no idea how to respond to that.
“Power indeed. The legends clearly don't lie. It's not the whole story though, is it?” Kodlak asked. “You were fighting like a novice, then you suddenly seemed to get some technique from somewhere, and then you Shouted and became unstoppable. You have power, but you've also got a few skills of your own.”
“I had lessons,” Elisif whispered.
“They clearly took,” said Kodlak, squeezing her shoulder proudly. “I think you're going to make a fine warrior. Just... don't rely too heavily on your dragon powers. Hone your skills, not just your Voice. There's a danger with the Thu'um that those who use it can get carried away, think they're better than other humans, above other humans, like the dragons themselves.”
“Like Ulfric,” said Ria softly.
“I am nothing like Ulfric,” said Elisif, feeling the rage flare up again at the mere thought.
“No, no,” Kodlak reassured her. “I'm sure you're very different to him. But dragon blood is not to be taken lightly. Just remember you're still human.”
Still human, well of course she was, she was just Elisif at the end of the day, a young girl who'd visited Solitude, gone to a party, met the High King's son, fallen in love and somehow ended up as Jarl. She liked to think she hadn't changed much.
“Harbinger!” the Dunmer Elisif had seen earlier called. “Er... we've got a visitor.”
“Another one? Who is it?” Kodlak asked, frowning.
“Er... it's Jarl Balgruuf, Harbinger,” the elf said nervously.
Elisif froze, panicking. The one person she'd not wanted to run into, the one person who would recognise her, and he was here at Jorrvaskr, and she couldn't even run because that would be suspicious, that would make it look like she had something to hide. Which she did, but it wasn't like she was a fugitive or anything. She slipped into a chair, poured some mead and hunched her shoulders – with her scaled helmet on and her head down, he might not notice her, might not think she was anything other than just another Companion.
That hope was very quickly dashed.
Re: The Wolf Queen Awakens 2.7
Date: 2013-08-27 10:29 pm (UTC)“Kodlak, old friend,” Balgruuf said, hint of a smile in his voice as the two men embraced. “It's good to see you. My guards told me you have a guest. That you had a little help dealing with the dragon just now. Tell me, is it true the Dragonborn's here?”
All eyes turned to Elisif, who hunched down even further.
“Aye, she's here,” said Kodlak softly. “My Jarl, can I ask what you want from her? I hope you don't want to use her in some political machination. She's not a pawn to be used in the war effort.”
Too late for that, Elisif thought bitterly. She was aware of Balgruuf walking over to her, Irileth and a couple of guards standing not far behind him. Damn it all, she'd left Solitude to get away from politics! Was her new-found freedom over already?
“No, no,” she heard Balgruuf say. “I just wanted to talk with her alone for a few minutes. What did you say she was calling herself?”
“Maia,” Kodlak replied. “Maia of Solitude.”
“Maia,” Balgruuf repeated. “Well then, Maia.” He'd taken the seat opposite the table from her and glanced at everyone else. “May I have some privacy?”
Kodlak hesitated then nodded, motioning for everyone to leave, while Irileth and the guards retreated out of earshot. Jordis lingered at Elisif's side.
“Maia, I'm not leaving you,” she began, but Elisif shook her head.
“Jordis, wait inside. I'm sure the Jarl won't be long.”
“If you're sure -” Jordis said, glaring at Balgruuf.
“Jordis. Go.” Jordis paused then nodded, taking her leave. Finally, Elisif looked up to meet Balgruuf's eyes. He was watching her, not looking remotely surprised, in fact if anything he looked sympathetic.
“So. You found me then.”
“I wasn't actually looking until I heard a Dragonborn who happened to be a young Nord woman turned up,” said Balgruuf gently. “Falk's letter arrived this morning with the news – he knew you'd come through here and wanted to make sure you had no trouble. Elisif... is it true?”
No sense denying it and why else would she have left Solitude with just one housecarl at her back?
“Yes. I'm Dragonborn. I'm on my way to High Hrothgar. I was going to stay at the inn, but the Companions found me first. They don't know who I really am. I'd like it to stay that way.”
“Understandable,” said Balgruuf, nodding. “For your own safety, it's best to keep a low profile. It's just... Dragonborn? You? Not that I don't believe you, it's just... you never were a warrior, Elisif. Are you sure you're going to be all right?”
No, I'm terrified, I have no idea what I'm doing, I'm really really scared, and the scariest thing of all of it is me.
“I need to do this, Balgruuf,” said Elisif softly. “Skyrim needs me, the dragons are attacking everywhere, and no one can kill them but me. So yes I have to go to High Hrothgar, and yes I have to get out there and learn to fight, and the Companions are going to teach me.”
“I know,” said Balgruuf, and although he looked sad, he also looked rather proud of her. “I just worry about you, that's all. You're a young woman who never asked for any of this.”
“No,” said Elisif. “But I'm a Nord, and true Nords never back down, right? If I die... at least I'll go to Sovngarde and see Torygg again.”
Balgruuf reached over and clasped her hand. “This may sound a little callous, but for all our sakes, I hope you don't die. It would be a very sad loss, both personally and politically.”
Re: The Wolf Queen Awakens 2.8
Date: 2013-08-27 10:32 pm (UTC)“Don't mention it,” said Balgruuf gruffly. “And if there's anything I can do in the mean time, let me know. You're welcome at Dragonsreach any time, you know that.”
She knew, and it was good to hear, but she couldn't rely on her social status alone. She thanked him anyway and gave him a hug as he got up to leave.
“You take care,” said Balgruuf. “Don't get yourself killed.”
“You too,” Elisif whispered. Balgruuf nodded.
“Now, where's that Harbinger of yours? I've got a job for him, and you should come as well. You may find it of interest.”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A/N: And there we are, a source of assistance without Elisif having to do the entire Companions questline. I always had a feeling she and Kodlak would get on.
Re: The Wolf Queen Awakens 2.8
Date: 2013-08-30 08:27 pm (UTC)Re: The Wolf Queen Awakens 2.8
Date: 2013-09-02 09:45 pm (UTC)Re: The Wolf Queen Awakens 2.8
Date: 2013-09-16 05:09 am (UTC)