Untold Tales of Nirn: The Truth of Skar
Ald’ruhn, Province of Morrowind - Year 421 of the 3rd Era
“Ma! There is another ash storm going on!” A dunmer boy yelled as he rushed into the house, “Mind if I borrow a book from the shop?”
“Only from the used shelf, and remember it is merchandise. No fussing about it if we get a customer wanting to buy it.”
“Thanks ma.”
He walked up to the bookshelf his mother had mentioned. The books on it varied in condition from
some looking the same as a new book to some that looked like they were barely being held together. This however mattered little to the boy. He was just looking to entertain himself and reading was the only thing he could really do when an ash storm came rolling in from Red Mountain. He began to look over the book titles trying to figure out which one he was going to read.
“A Dance with Fire, no. The Madness of Pelagius… nope. Smuggler’s Island, maybe.” He said and his fingers crossed the titles.
He stopped at one book in the middle. “No title? Thats odd, ma always makes sure the titles are out. might as well see what this is.”
The boy took the book to the table, sat down and opened it up.
“Untold Tales of Nirn by M’aiq?” The boy read aloud at the title that was printed above the table of contents.
“The Friendly Cliffracer, The Creation of the Shivering Isles, Faster Then Sound, The Truth of Skar.”
The boy stopped on reading that one. “The Truth of Skar? as in Under-Skar? This sounds interesting.”
The boy then started to flip through the pages till he got to the section he was looking for and began to read.
To the reader, before reading this be aware this is one of the eight true yet unbelievable tales of a “pony” from beyond Aetherius coming to Nirn.
Within the city of Ald’ruhn lies the remains of a giant emperor crab that was named Skar. Skar was a massive beast whose size can be confirmed by the residence of Ald’ruhn as they still use his shell as living space and is the district seat for House Redoran in Vvardenfell.
But how did this creature meet its end. Some say it was dragons during the first era that ended the crabs life, others say it was killed while the Dwemer tested out one of their strange yet effective weapons, some even think that the crab just died of old age. However all of these claims are false, as I was there the day Skar was slain
What happened that day was actually quite removable. See all animals need to eat, crabs included, and once you get that size you get whatever is smaller than you. I was a slave at the time to the Dunmer living in the area when Skar appeared. He was hungry and had his sights on us. So we did the one thing we could do, run.
We ran to the east towards Red Mountain, hoping the rough terrain would slow him down. It did a little but not enough to save us all. Some of the slower Argonian slaves and their slavemaster were caught by the best and eaten. Then we hit the end of the line as we got to the side of the mountain, the terrain now was against us as we found ourselves up against a wall with no place to run. That is when she appeared.
There was a bright flash of light that came between us and Skar. I was able to get my arms up in time to shield my eyes, the others weren't so lucky as they all had their hands to their eyes and were screaming in pain. Even Skar was effected as he looked like he was trying to rub his eyes with his massive claws while wobbling about.
“No I don’t want to...!” I heard a woman say coming from the direction of Skar.
I turned to look that way to see not the woman I was expecting but a miniature horse, or pony as they call themselves. Appearance is really all they have in common with a horse anyway she could not only talk and think like people do but could control magic on a level that I think would make even the greatest mage jealous of. She was white with a deep purple, yes purple, mane and from her head was a spiral horn. Yes she was a unicorn but not the kind native to Nirn.
“... Fight another giant crab,” she deadpanned, “A mares work is never done it seems.”
She began to approach Skar with an upbeat trot before asking it a question. A question I didn’t think any rational person would say in the face of such a monster.
“Excuse me Mr. Giant Crab, Do you mind going back to the ocean? I really don’t feel like getting my hooves dirty today.”
Skar responded by bringing one of his massive claws down, pounding the ground. The force of his hit caused a cloud of dust and ash to fly in the air as well as sending the pony unicorn flying backwards… and right into me.
“Well it was worth a shot?” She said before looking at me. “Terribly sorry about that dear. Now, if you excuse me I have a crab to kill.”
Now if you are expecting a great epic battle between this white unicorn pony and Skar, prepare to be disappointed. She started to walk towards scar again however this time her horn started to glow in a light blue light. All the while Skar was still flailing about still recovering from the bright flash of the pony’s arrival. As she got closer the ground started to shake, it was steady at first but grew more violent the closer the pony got to Skar. I thought the shaking was being caused by Red mountain getting ready to erupt. Luckily that wasn’t the case as gemstones of all kinds started to shoot up from the ground, and all of them heading straight into Skar.
In a matter of seconds Skar was dead as the gemstones tore through him, ripping through his shell like an arrow would paper. The hulking giant fell there and to this day his shell is still in that same spot. As he hit the ground there was another flash, not as bright as the first one, and the pony was gone.
How it became a city after that, I do not know. The Dunmer that held me slave were still blinded by the light of the pony’s arrival. I saw my chance at freedom once more and took it.
“Well that was… different,” The boy said as he closed the book.
Ponyville Library 900 years ago.
Twilight was in the middle of narrating a letter to Princess Celestia while Spike was writing it down on a scroll. They were interrupted however by the magical popping sound of a teleportation spell and their friend Rarity falling to the floor in front of them, her mane a mess and her coat dirty with dust and ash.
“Another crab?” Twilight asked as if it was a normal thing.
“Another crab.” Rarity replied before passing out from magic exhaustion on the library floor.
