Myrth the Dovakiin

Female Dovakiin Random story: Alduin's wall was a true sight to see. The two blades members were speaking to each other as Myrth left to snoop around for loot in the building. She walked up the stairs at a fair pace  and came to a room with many beds. She grabbed what she could from the chests without carrying to much weight. She then checked under one last bed when her Stormcloak officer boot caught on something sharp. She looked under the bed to find an enchanted axe of cold, but there was another thing she noticed a shout carved into the floor. She absorbed the words of power then fell to her knees. Her body broke out in scales like a dragon only in the shape of a jor. Wings broke from he back and made her a true dovakiin. A dragon warrior with a mortal body. The two blades met her upstairs and wrapped her in chains." You are out of control Myrth. Since we now know what to do you are no longer needed. Ulfic will be able to handle Dragonrend better than you." The female blade said with a confident smirk. Then a dark haired young man with dragon bone armor walked in. His eyes were like fire as he looked at Myrth. Alduin had used a shout to temporarily turn himself into a dovakiin. He had a sense of trouble that a Dov was in trouble. He didn't realize it would be the dovakiin. He frowned at seeing how the blades were treating there savior. The dovakiin was being burned and slashed by a antorniach and familiar. She shouted loudly in pain which shook the walls of the building. She was slowly turning bad to her old self as she was loosing a lot of blood." What are you doing to the dovakiin you filthy jor!?" Alduin snapped at the blades. He shouted flames at the blades and they fled. Alduin reverted to his true form and ripped the bidings off the dovakiin. Myrth passed out on the floor and Alduin growled slightly. He curled around her gently and swore in his mind." Only this once shall I help you dovakiin.....for you are part dova." Alduin said and rested his head on the stone floor. He wanted the dovakiin to at least be a challenge when they fought to the death. End.

Myrth the Dovakiin 2

Female Dovakiin Random Story 2:  Odaviing smirked as he saw the dovakiin easily take down a new member of the blades that had tried to shoot him out of the sky. She walked forward and had a small smile on her face. Odaviing's right wing was torn slightly and his muzzle was bleeding as well. The dovakiin used healing hands to tend to his injuries." Are you alright Odaviing?" Myrth said with her Nord accent." I am ni in Sovernguard dovakiin. I would like to think so." He replied. She bit her lip and her hand went to her side as she grimaced in slight pain." Dovakiin what is wrong?" Odaviing asked with a slight tone of worry in his voice. He and the dovakiin had been allies for 5 years after Alduin was finally defeated and they had developed a kind of friendship. If she was in over her head she would call him. He noticed a large gash in her side that had been made by the currently dead newcomer of the blades, battle axe." I'm fine Odaviing don't worry about me." She said and winced." Dovakiin you are injured. You need a healer." Myrth looked at Odaviing with a glimmer in her eyes. It was her pride that was getting into the way of her going to see a healer." I can heal myself Odaviing." She said but when she tried she fell to the floor on her hands and knees." Dovakiin! Stop being so prideful! You must see a healer! Your magicka is depleted......you could die of blood loss." Odaviing said as he tried to reason with her without having to use physical force. Myrth frowned and she paled as more blood dripped onto the ground." Fine." She said and got up with a whine of pain. She slowly got onto Odaviing's  back and wrapped her arms around his neck so she didn't fall off. Odaviing flew as fast as he could with irritating any of the dovakiin's injuries. He had flown the whole way from Solitude to Riften to the temple of Mara to get help. The man who had gave Myrth the amulet she always wore helped her into a healing room. Odaviing used a thu'm  to turn himself into a temporary dovakiin like Alduin had once done. He was wearing ebony armor and a novice hood. He walked into the temple and smiled as Myrth came out to meet him." They said I should take it easy for a small while." She said with a slight slur in her Nordic voice. It was probably from the small amount of skoooma they put in her to help numb the pain. Odaviing and Myrth walked around for a bit. Odaviing had at 9,000 gold on him at the time so he found an ebony axe just like the one that the dovakiin had lost. He bought it for 400 gold coins and smiled as he sharpened it at the black smiths. He then found an enchantment table and used a grand soul gem to enchant it with burning. He found the dovakiin sitting down on a stone bench looking at her orkish bow of ice." I got this for you dovakiin." He said as he sat down next to her. Her eyes grew wide and a happy smile spread across her lips." Thank you so much Odaviing!" She said happily as she looked at the intricate designs of the axe." That is for helping me and a get well present." He said with a grin of pride for making the dovakiin smile. They were definitely going to be 'allies' for a long time. End. 

 

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Texte: Belinda Hill
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Tag der Veröffentlichung: 13.10.2013

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