The fall of Lorkhan, The Rise of
Mr. O'Malley ; A seperate tale
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"Hmm.... that was the sixth seal, this is grim news, grim news indeed." Hector said to no one in particular. "Oh? What is?" Caria asked him. "Let me tell you a story about a man, if he can truely be called that anymore....
"There was once a man, his name was Hector O'Malley. He had lead a truely tragic life. Taken from his home at a young age and thrust into a special unit of the Imperial Legion. Now mind you this was hundreds of years ago, during the conquering of Morrowind. You see, this unit was place far higher above the Imperial Knights, or Imperial Dragon, as they are called now - these were all handpicked by the Emperor himself. They all had unqiue talents, that set them above others. Now this boy was born on a certain day of a certain month, during a very, very special time - he was blessed with the aspect of the Wolf and Bear. Now, Nords have been known to be blessed by the bear from time to time, but to be blessed by a wolf was...a curse. Not in the Emperors Eyes. He led a life of pain. Torture. Abuse. Loveless. Hatred. Yet, he still perservered, even through all of this. He was granted the honor of leading this special unit. Now, the aspect of the Wolf and Bear allows him to take traits from both animals, and use them. Some of these traits, make up the way he looks. His sharp teeth given by the wolf, his size and strength given by the bear, and his sheer willpower given to him by the Emperor."
"Ohhhhkkkaaay. Now, what does this have to do with a "Seal"? Caria asked. "Well, long ago when this man grew strong enough to pose a threat to even me... I...we... Stendarr, Mehrunes Dagon and Myself made a pact to banish him to a unique prison, by making seven seals to hold him in his celestial prison. Someone is breaking the seals." Hector said.
"Why did you seal him up?" Caria asked. "I had considered it a favor, to give him peace, however even through these..gifts...... he stands defiant. When he breaks out he'll come after me" Hector replied, with a worried look on his face.
"Why?" Caria asked him. "Because...he is me, that is to say the human aspect of me. And he will seek to rejoin us and combine our powers together, all to make him what he was and should be. His name is Hector O'Malley, Lord of the Imperial Warmarshals. He fights with few spells, and a scythe. He wears a brown robe, and stands at the height of a bear and weight and smell of one as well....."
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"Hahahaha! Hector O'Malley stands again thanks to you, what is your name, girl?" O'Malley asked her. "My name? I'm Jin." The woman cooly said. "Ah, a lovely name, my dear. Now, you know the deal - you freed me so I owe you a wish, but first... I have some buisness to attend to with an old friend."