The King of the Dovah

"Raddin"

What? Who's calling my name? Where am I? All I could see was blackness all around me as if I had stepped into the void of Sithis himself. Yet I could still hear that all so familiar voice calling my name as if from a far off distance. Almost as if they were calling to me through water. I tried to answer but found I couldn't speak or feel anything around me.

That all changed when I felt a sharp pain and almost instantly my vision erupted with light.

"Holy Talos!" I yelled as I jumped to my feet and held my ass that was at the moment in pain. Looking down I see Erane with her dagger out and instantly knew she was the cause for the literal pain in my ass.

"What in the name of Oblivion was that for Erane!?" I growl at her but upon seeing her hardened gaze quickly remembered what had transpired beforehand. That damn dwarven orb had done something and I blacked out. Looking around at my manor I see that numerous wall fixtures were scattered about the room, chairs were toppled over and various knickknacks were thrown about. This was going to be a bitch to clean up.

"Well now that your awake Raddin I think we can get down to the thick of things. Aranea has been checking our surrounding's and found that we are no longer in Skyrim. We aren't even in Tamriel anymore! That orb seemed to have teleported us somewhere yet we don't know where, all we know is that it is unlike anything anything we have ever seen on Nirn." Said Erane with a hint of fear in her voice.

"Wait how do we know we aren't in Skyrim or Tamriel anymore? How can Aranea tell anyhow?" I asked.

Instead of answering me she simply point's to a nearby window. Raising a brow at her in confusion for a moment I walk over and look outside. What I saw nearly made my jaw hit the ground. In the distance barely a stone's throw away was an immense city with one huge tower in the center. If that wasn't enough everything looked to be made of crystal! At that point I had to agree with Erane and Aranea, we definitely weren't in Skyrim anymore and most certainly not in any known land of Tamriel.

The opening of a door caught my attention momentarily drawing me away from the azing sight to see Aranea walking in wearing the robes of the arch mage only her robes were a midnight blue with black trim. I had given them to her as a gift and she became quite the force to be reckoned with when wearing it.

"Glad to see your awake Raddin, now I think you should get ready to go. You've no doubt by now seen the city in the distance? I had hoped for us to go explore it a bit and hopefully get some answers on where we are." She said while fixing her robes.

"Yeah, sure thing Aranea. Just let me go get suited up as we don't know who or what we may encounter out their. For all we know it could be a city filled with draugr." I say before heading over to my armory.

Going inside I finde everything still intact and undisturbed which I found strangely weird. Still I walked over to two secluded wardrobe's at the end of them room. Both of these wardrobe's had enchanted locks on them that needed a specific code of magicka in order to open that only I, Erane, and Aranea knew by heart. After unlocking the first wardrobe I open the doors to see the greatest armor set I have ever made and used. It was also the very same armor that I had fought and defeated Alduin with making it all the more special.

It was a Daedric set of armor that pulsed with magicka due to the various enchantments placed upon it by myself and Aranea. The armor itself took me nearly three months of non-stop work to complete with another week just to add the enchantment's. I had added various enchantment's such as waterbreathing, fortify stamina, resist magicka, fortify armor, muffle, resist posion, and a unique enchantment made by Aranea herself that allowed me to heal faster when wounded but to also mend my armor should it ever be damaged. Truly a masterpiece by any smith's standards.

After donning my armor I lock the wardrobe back up only to go the one beside it and perform the same process with that one. Only when I opened this one up all there was were two pieces of equipment, a shield and a sword. These were however the most powerful weapons in my arsenal that I rarely used. The first item I picked up was the shield. It was the most bizarre looking shield imaginable, what with it being made of circular disk's and curving outwards instead of inwards like other shields yet this one was stranger than any other shield by far.

This shield was made by the Daedric Prince Peryite and was named Spellbreaker. This shield could deflect any type of magic thrown at it including a shout from a dragon. Added to my current armors magicka resistance and I was practically immune to all but the most powerful of mage's attacks.

The sword was something else entirely. It was a unique dragonbone blade I had forged myself yet instead of being made entirely out of bone the blade was also covered with sharp black scales giving it a serrated edge. I had named the blade World Eater since the parts for it's creation came from the World Eater himself after I had slain him. Yet this was no ordinary blade as it not only was naturally enchanted to increase the strength of my shouts immensely, it also held the dragon soul of the first born of Akatosh himself. This presence made my dovah blood boil in a way I acted sort of like a dragon myself. I had a great sense of pride, killed nearly anyone who insulted me and had the desire to dominate any in my path that would stand against me. The last effect had gotten me many a night with various women across Skyrim weirdly enough so it wasn't all bad.

After making my shit was all together and in top condition I walked out the armory to see the surprised faces of Erane and Aranea as they looked at me.

"Damn Raddin I didn't expect to see you in that armor. You'll probably scare off everyone we come across looking like that. The Brotherhood would be proud." Commented Erane who I knew was smiling under her hood.

Waving her off I start to head towards the front door of my home with the other two following close behind. As we stepped out into the blizzard that was taking place I saw Aranea shiver from the cold a bit while Erane and I were fine due to our Nord heritage and natural resistance to the cold. Before we left though I made sure to lock up my home just to be safe and then we headed of to the city of crystals.

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Around half an hour later we had arrived at the gate's to the city only to find them completely barren of any form of guards and open for all. Seeing this as a bad sign I drew my sword and readied my shield while Erane drew her bow and Aranea's hands lit up with magicka. We slowly made our way through the streets of the city that were devoid of all forms of life. Though on occasion we did see a flash of movement in the surrounding buildings but never really got a good look at any of the figures.

"Their scared of something. Something obviously has them so spooked that they won't even leave their homes." Said Erane as she scanned the window's and roofs for any sign's of trouble.

"Well that's obvious Erane but that also means we need to find whatever it is that their afraid of and kill it. If we're lucky then we may be able to get some answer out of them after that and hopefully find a way back to Skyrim or at least Tamriel." I respond from the front of the group.

Suddenly we hear a commotion coming from one of the alley's and quietly make our way down following the sounds of what we assumed to be people talking. After walking a bit we come to the source of the noise. Needless to say I wasn't expecting what I was seeing.

There were two figures standing in front of a third who was laying on the ground shivering in fear. The two figures looked like the shade's I had fought when obtaining Dawnbreaker only these one's didn't float around and there armor was made of dark crystal's. They also had an equine like shape to their faces as well as their legs looked more like hooves than feet. Both were wielding blades made of the same dark crystal as their armor. They were shorter than myself though and at most only stood to about the middle of my chest.

The figure they stood over though was different from them yet similar. For one I could tell the figure was female due to her chest and the soft features of her face which actually did look very equine though with a shorter muzzle similar to the size of a Kahjitt's and those big orange eyes that were at the moment filled with fear as she looked up at the two shade's. Also was the fact that in place of feet she also had hooves. She had ruffled dark red fur and long ragged green hair that matched the tail I could see laying on the ground behind her twitching randomly, while she wore a tattered grey dress that I was sure must have been white at one time.

"P-p-please don't." She begged as the two shade's glowered down at her with their burning red eyes.

"You know the punishment for defying King Sombra. Now stay still and accept your fate slave." Said the one shade as he raised his blade to kill the now crying mare.

I couldn't just stand by and let them kill the women under the order's of this 'King Somra' figure. From what I was seeing she had done nothing wrong and was about to be put to death for no reason. So with a large battle cry I charge at the two shade's. Surprised by my shout they both turn to meet me but I had already closed the distance to my opponents and delivered a shield bash to the shade that was going to kill the mare.

The second shade charged at me and swung his blade which I easily parried before stabbing my sword into his chest. He looks at me in surprise for a second before I quickly pull my blade out and with a quick twirl I lop off his head watching as his body melts into black sludge.

Hearing a roar of anger from behind me I lash out with a kick that connects with the gut of the other shade sending him flying into the wall of the alley. Before he could recover I was on him and drove my blade into his sword arm pinning him to the wall as well as making him drop his blade. The shade looks at me in anger but once he see's the burning red eyes my Daedric helm gave me his anger was quickly replaced with fear.

"Now I'm going to ask you this only once asshole, who is King Sombra and why were you going to kill the women?" I growl out visibly making the bastard shiver.

"King Sombra is the ruler of the Crystal Empire and he has ordered all citizen's that are out after curfew to be killed. In fact the punishment for all crimes is either torture or death." He said fearfully.

Okay I may not know who this 'King Sombra is exactly but now I know what he is like. This bastard is a tyrant and treat's his citizens like shit. So being the hero I am it is obvious that I must now find and kill this bastard. But first I have to find out where he is and then deal with this piece of shit and help the women I had saved.

"Okay now last question and I'll free you, where is Sombra?" I said and could see the bit of relief in his eyes when I promised to release him. Poor fool.

"He's in the throne room in the spire! Now please let me go!" He quickly answered.

"Very well." I said before pulling my blade from his arm only to quickly drive it into his chest as he looks at me in shock.

"B-b-but you said y-y-you would f-free me?"

"And I did. I freed your cursed soul from your corrupt form. Now enjoy Oblivion!" I answer before yanking my blade out of him and watching him fall to the ground in a puddle of black sludge just like his comrade.

I then turn my attention to the scared woman and see her looking up at me in fear. Realizing how scary I must look to her I quickly sheath my sword and take off my helmet to show her my face. Quickly her look of fear is replaced by one of confused awe as if she has never seen a Nord before. At this time Erane and Aranea had walked up to me both looking disappointed that I took all the fun in killing those two shade's for myself. Oh well they'll get over it.

"Hey there no need to be afraid I'm not going to hurt you okay?" I say to the women with a friendly smile.

"W-w-who and what are you?" She asked timidly.

"I'm a Nord. My name is Raddin and I am the Dragonborn. These are my friends and comrade's Erane and Aranea. Haven't you ever seen a Nord before and what is your name?" I say and ask with a raised brow. Surely she must have at least heard of a Nord before?

"My name is Strawberry Delight and I am sorry to say that I have never heard or seen a Nord before. Actually I don't think anypony has in the history of Equestria." She said her fear of me now gone only to be replaced by curiosity.

For me and my friends though I knew we were in deep shit. Equestria? That was not any country I have ever heard of and I would know since I have looked at the world maps enough to nearly have them memorized. If that wasn't enough then the name she has is proof enough, no one in all of Nirn would name their child after a berry, except maybe Sheogoroth but that was beside's the point. Not even any plane of the Daedric Princes could fit this place. This only confirmed our worst fears, we were not on Nirn anymore and were in a new world that we know nothing about. I pushed those thought's aside for now and decided to focus on the present which included killing a certain King. Donning my helmet once more I stood up and began to walk towards the direction of the spire with Erane and Aranea following close behind me.

"Well thank you for your help Mrs Strawberry but we must go now. I have a KIng I need to kill so good day."

"Wait!" I heard Strawberry call from behind me making me stop and turn to her wondering what she wanted.

"Why? Why are you helping us? What's in it for you?" She asked in obvious confusion.

I tilt my head at her before answering in a sincere and honest tone, "because I want to. I don't want or need a reason to kill a tyrant. I hate seeing others suffer and won't stand idly by if I can do something about it. Just leave Sombra to me and soon you will never have to live in fear of him anymore. I swear on my title as Dragonborn!"

With that I walk off with my two companions following and hopefully leaving the women with the hope of a brighter future.

"Well that was a great speech Raddin. You really gave thatwomen some much needed hope." Said Aranea appraisingly.

"I just told her the truth Aranea. Now lets hurry up, we have a tyrant to dethrone after all and I hope to get it done before dinner!"

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Along the way towards the spire we encountered a few more shade's that we easily dispatched with a few arrows here, and some destruction spells there and a few decapitations. Nothing really interesting as these shades were a bunch of pushovers. Guess Sombra preferred quantity over quality.

Before long we had entered the spire and were traveling up to where we assumed the throne room to be. Sadly we quickly found ourselves totally lost.

"Great job Raddin now where so we go?" Asked a frustrated Erane.

"Oh bite me Erane! I don't see you with a map so don't act like you know it all." I responded annoyed. Before our argument could escalate any further a we all heard a feminine scream. We hesitated but a moment before rushing off towards the source of the scream. In the distance I saw two huge wooden doors being guarded on either side by two shade's.

I didn't even need to say a word as they were both killed with arrows to the head courtesy of Erane. The doors were then blasted off of their hinges by a firebolt from Aranea. The three of us quickly rushed inside and were appalled by what we were seeing. Shriveled up corpses littered the floor looking on with blank white eyes filled with agony and terror. Looking upon the throne I see who I can only assume was King Sombra with a mare hovering near him with a dark aura around her. To the side were a few other people who looked too frightened to move and severely malnourished.

Sombra himself was an evil looking guy in all regards. He was tall enough to reach my neck without the curved horn on his head that radiated the same dark aura that covered the mare, making me think they were connected. His fur was charcoal grey while his hair and tail were black and wild. His eyes were dark red with slit pupil's surrounded by dark green as a purple wisp flowed from his eyes. He wore dark steel armor with a headpiece that resembled a crown along with a large red and white cape that I supposed was to make him look 'royal.'

"Who dares disturb me!?" He demanded baring his fanged teeth as I stepped forward and raised my sword to him.

"I am Raddin the Dragonborn. Listener for the Night Mother, Harbinger of the Companions, Arch mage of the College of Winterhold and slayer of the World Eater Alduin. And I am here to claim your head tyrant!" I announce hoping to intimidate the bastard only for him to laugh at me! Oh this asshole was so going to die.

"Cute whelp. But now I think I will just kill you, and since you interrupted my noon feeding I'll be sure to make you suffer!" He called out before a group of shade's rushed into the room from the door Aranea blew off.

Erane and Aranea quickly went to work in dispatching the shade's as I charged straight for Sombra. The coward though threw the women in his grasp at me making me have to halt my charge in order to effectively catch her. Sombra used this moment to launch a beam of dark energy at me. On instinct I raised Spellbreaker to defend myself and the mare and watched as the beam dissipated before it even made contact. Seems that the bastard uses magicka and is a mage. Too bad for him Spellbreaker is the ultimate defense against magicka attacks.

Putting the mare down I tell her to go and hide as I once again charge at Sombra. Instead of firing his magicka blasts at me he starts making jagged spikes erupt from the ground to try and impale me! I push on though dodging most of the spikes and the few that do strike my armor protects me only receiving minor scratches and a small dent or two from where they hit.

As I closed the distance to Sombra I se him conjure a red crystal blade and leap at me from his throne. In response I slide under his slash to stop behind him. Turning around I shout out, "KRII LUN AUS!", and a purple wave surges forth to connect with Sombra. He seems unharmed for a moment before he gasps out in slight pain. My Marked for Death shout was ding it's job.

While he was trying to deal with the pain he was in I rushed forward to bring my blade down upon his head but Sombra raised his blade at the last second to block me only for a large crack to spread on his blade from where I impacted and him having to bring up both arms as he struggled to hold back my blade. Seeing his exposed stomach I kick him sending him sprawling onto his back. He tries to launch another blast of magicka at me only for me to block it with Spellbreaker.

Sombra used this moment to try and strike me with his sword but I was faster and parried the strike only to bring my own blade down to sever his sword arm off at the elbow. The tyrant cried out in pain as his severed limb fell to the ground and black blood began to leak from his wound. I didn't stop there as with a quick twirl of my blade I cut the bastards legs and brought him to his knees.

The fallen King looks up at me in a mixture of shock, fear and hatred as he asks, "how? How can some worthless freak defeat me!? I AM KING SOMBRA!!"

I had heard enough and quickly swung my sword severing his head from his shoulders.

"You were." I say coldly as I flick the corrupted blood off of my blade and sheath it. Erane and Aranea then come up to me looking a little ruffled with a scratch or two there but none the worse for wear.

"Well that was fun huh Raddin? You looked to be having a good time with the now headless asshole." Said Erane.

"Yeah he was more fun to kill than most but still wasn't as good a challenge as Alduin or that dwarven dragon we fought before. Still a job well done ladies." I say happily before a cough from behind me draws our attention to the group of people who were around when we fought Sombra.

I stared at them for a minute before the suddenly all bowed to me in unison. I was wondering why they were bowing to me and was about to ask when what the man in the front of the group says shocks me to the core.

"All hail King Raddin. The Dragonborn." He says which is quickly echoed by the others behind him.

Turning towards Aranea and Erane I can see they are just as shocked as I am. Then Aranea says something that pretty much sum's up this whole situation.

"Well fuck."

Truer words have never been spoken.