Dragonborn from Lord of the Rings

The mysterious man stood in the shadow of the candlelight in the study, his appearance was covered by a huge hooded robe, and his back was twisted and bent due to the curse.The right hand holds a staff carved from the spine of some kind of animal or human. The phalanx is black and full of bony tumors. The index finger of the left hand wears a ring inlaid with gemstones.
Obviously, this is a spellcaster.

Harald Silverblood took a step back calmly. "Who are you!" The silver-blooded patriarch involuntarily aimed at the door, trying to attract the attention of the guards.At the same time, he tensed up his muscular body, and secretly recited a small spell—a small trick with little power but very effective results.

However, as soon as the staff in the mysterious man's hand pointed at him, Harald Silver Blood immediately fell to the ground in pain. "Halal Silverblood, you have disappointed the master—" the strange man said hoarsely, as if he hadn't used human language for a long time.

Harald wanted to scream, but found that his throat was strangled by an invisible hand, and even breathing became a very difficult thing, his limbs creaked and almost twisted into a twisted ball, his internal organs were in disarray. The lock was kept tight, and blood foam kept gushing out of his mouth.

"The master entrusted you with a task, but you failed His trust."

The mysterious man stepped out from the shadows while pointing the human bone staff at him, and then took off his hood, revealing his ugly and frightening appearance. "Halal Silverblood, are you ready to suffer endless pain in Cold Harbor?!"

Harald is shocked to find that the mysterious man is a monster in the country legend - Famer.And there was an aura about him that Haral was extremely familiar with.He yelled frantically and silently, begging with his eyes open.

The blind monster tormented him for a while, as if it was just an insignificant game, until Harald Silverblood was about to die, he said in that weird voice: "But remember your past loyalty, master This time I decided to spare you!"

The spell on Harald disappeared, and the mysterious man uttered a healing spell, and Harald's twisted limbs and torn internal organs miraculously recovered.Haral was panting heavily, sweat and tears soaking his face.

He first called out to Molag Bal desperately, and then asked cautiously, "Are you the master's messenger?"

"I am the master's agent! Fool!"

The silver blood patriarch turned pale with fright.In a humble gesture, he knelt down and offered all his loyalty and soul to his master. "Praise be to the Lord! Praise be to the Lord of slavery and domination! Praise be Molag Bal!" he said.

The monster tilted its head, as if wondering if Harald could be trusted.A terrifying shadow sprang out from the mysterious man's robe, and terrible fear shrouded the entire room.With the appearance of this shadow, the firelight on the wall and candlestick shrunk to a small dot.The temperature in the room dropped rapidly.Harald's breath condensed into frost.

Harald crazily praised Molag Bal in his heart, calling out the holy name of the Lord of Slavery and Domination, and was so frightened that he did not dare to lift his head.

"Get up." After a long time, the mysterious man said, the aura that terrified Harald disappeared from his body, the flames of the candles on the walls and candlesticks returned to their original appearance, and the room was warm again.

The silver-blooded patriarch immediately stood up obediently.

"I came here this time and brought my lord's order." The mysterious man who claimed to be the agent of the Demon God said coldly in his hoarse and strange voice: "The plan must be accelerated, Harald Silverblood, and it must be advanced!"

"But—" Haral had countless questions in his mind, but when he looked up and saw the terrifying face of the Demon God's agent, all his words became just one sentence: "As you wish, my lord."

The mysterious man 'stared' at Harald for a long time, until he was so frightened that his legs became weak and his head became dizzy, then he nodded irresistibly, "Very good." The magician's voice seemed to come from the sky, illusory , with disturbing fear, "Remember, Harald Silverblood, the eyes of the Lord are always on you."

Then, the mysterious man disappeared, as if he had never been there.

Harald maintained a humble posture, standing there in darkness and fear for a long time. At that time, no one could perceive what was in his heart, but in hindsight, Harald Silverblood was indeed involved in the subsequent series of conspiracies played an extremely crucial role.

However, the first thing Harald did that night was to kill all the guards that night.The furious silver-blooded patriarch directly tore up their corpses.

The rest of the people were all completely terrified by this brutal and terrifying scene, only a pair of eyes kept watching the patriarch intently, and then left quietly.

***
From the book "Mad Men" in the Frontier Territory, we know that the Forsworn is a general term for certain 'savage natives' who are active in the Frontier Fortress.Imperial and Nord scholars believe that these people abuse violence, worship heretical old god queens, and blindly believe in wild beasts and natural spirits that other civilized peoples avoid.But in fact, not all Reachers are Forsworn, and not all Forsworn are savages.

Known as the 'Ragged King', Medenaki is known for his enthusiasm for accepting imperial culture and encouraging young people to step out of the frontier and broaden their horizons.He deeply knows that the Reach people cannot blindly indulge in the illusory and visionless hatred of "recovering the homeland" and "killing the Nord barbarians". The Forsworn must be more active in communicating with other races in Tamriel. , integration, and exchange of needs, so as to strengthen one's own race, instead of always acting like this barbaric, primitive, and uncivilized.

Therefore, due to the enlightened policy implemented by Medenaki and his own enthusiastic and charismatic leadership, people flocked to him from all directions. Slowly, the Forsworn tribe under Medenaki became more Other clans were more prosperous and more powerful.

This tribe is based in Drew Adaqi in the north, and radiates the vast area south of the Inner Country Pass, Dragon Tooth Pass, Fort Hammonstall, and Dragon Bridge. It is the most powerful Rich tribe in the north of the frontier. .They act more openly and kindly.They will have peaceful conversations and trade with business travelers and pedestrians who come to Macarth from Daggerfall and Solitude to trade bulk commodities; they will also let you leave calmly when the two parties fail to make a deal.

But the rest of the Forsworn were different.Since most of the Reach people believe in the blood and hunting prince (Helsing), and the queen of souls and the goddess of decay, Namira, although there are enlightened leaders like Maidenaki among the Forsworn, there are more low-level people. Forsworn and some chiefs still prefer a brutal and bloody style of action and a cruel and primitive life of plundering.

Among them, the three tribes of Bone Plastic, Wrath Palm, and Stone Claw need special attention——

The Boneshaper tribe takes its name from their traditions, and the tribe has developed an unusual series of rituals involving thorny vines and seedlings.They would tie or plant these vines on the skeleton of the offering.

When they plundered or fought, they made portraits of these vines, shaping the plants into crude mockery of life.Some rituals also make use of the dead, although necromancy seems to be forbidden in the tribe.But travelers who see their gnarly clan emblems should be wary.

The Rageclaw tribe has bred a stocky bear for combat.These bears are trained from an early age to be associated with a particular sect or tribal family.It was a matriarchal society, and the clans imitated their animal companions in many ways.

This particular habit has led to friction with other frontier tribes: the Wrathclaw has been known to suppress and absorb other smaller tribes, assimilating them.Women new to the clan find themselves with a great deal of control and freedom, and often enjoy the transition.Male warriors fight one-on-one with full-grown bears, earning their place in the clan by forcing the bears into submission.

The last of the three great tribes is the Stonetalon tribe, and while not as aggressive as the two tribes above, they also display some relatively idiosyncratic and aggressive behavior.Like Rageclaw, Stonetalon is a matrilineal clan.However, there are very few women in this tribe.The women of this tribe usually wear heavy cloaks made of feathers, as if they are sick.

But each of the cloaked women of this tribe is a powerful spellcaster.As such, the Stonetalon tribe is probably the most dangerous of the three tribes.

Because we know that crow hags are mostly women.

These three primitive and bloody tribes occupy most of the area from Lake Cass in the south to the town of Loristed. If the business travelers from Snowrun, Rift Valley City, and even the southern provinces of the Empire do not want to be caught suddenly in the deserted mountains, If you're knee-jerk with cold arrows and shredded by beasts like raging brown bears, it's best to avoid them—or hire a powerful escort to protect your life and property from harm.

In addition to the orc robbers, homeless beggars, and horse thieves who came from the Dragonscar Mountains, it can be said that although the Andor family controls Markarth, danger is everywhere in the vast and primitive frontier.

In 4E173, Ye Xingyue.

On the 19th.

On the sixth day after the outbreak of the war, Maidenach finally led his tribe to the deep and strong city of Markarth.

It is said that when Maidenaki saw that the leaders of other tribes were so ignorant to allow the blood of their tribes to flow crazily under the ancient city of Dwemer, which was deep and strong, he was so angry that he held a meeting that only the leaders of the tribes could attend. Meeting.

At the meeting, Maidenaki had a fierce quarrel with the leaders of the various tribes, and then the Ragged King returned to his tent in a huff.

Seeing the tattered king sitting behind a simple but sturdy log table, Naipold couldn't help but ask, "Parry (meaning leader, lord) in the old Reach language, what did the council say?" Naipold has beautiful short brown hair, the sides of which are customarily shaved.A bushy beard grows on the chin and lips, and deep-set eyes.He was Maidenach's second-in-command, one of the most trusted men of the Tattered King.

The big man behind the table raised his head, and a bitter smile appeared on his weather-beaten and resolute face, "How else can I say it?" Maidenach slapped the table heavily. On it were several topographic maps of the surrounding area of ​​Macas and city guards. Defensive maps, slender brushes made of goose feathers, ink bottles, etc. jumped up one after another, "Their brains with only muscles left can only attack! Attack! Or attack!" The ragged king said desperately: "But they can't see the blood of our people at all. Halfway through this meat grinder siege!"

Maidenach has thick blond hair and a beard, and his strong body is only covered with a leather armor and a cloak made of the fur of a saber-toothed tiger. His two muscular arms are shining brightly outside.

"Maybe they think this will please the Bloody Prince!" Naipold said after a long silence.

"Uricanbeg {Uricanbeg, i.e. Hirsine. Bloody and hunting prince has multiple aspects, in which Uricanbeg, a huge stag always chasing prey and destroying, is one aspect of this cruel demon god} Encourage hunting and killing, But at the same time, we should not forget, the swift fox of the woods."

Here the Ragged King speaks a slang term that only a person or scholar who really digs deep into and understands the culture of the Reachers understands.

In the Reach, or Forsworn, culture, the swift fox, also known as 'Gulibeg', is the cunning and calm side of Hircine.In this vision, Hircine in the form of a fox would confuse mortal hunters, sending them running in circles until they became so confused and mad that they followed him over cliffs or into mires with nowhere to go.He might fill you with rage and you just have to go after him, or, he might notice your cleverness and teach you his tricks.

Naipold closed his mouth, and he and Maidenaki fell into a wordless sigh.

It was then that a sinister shadow entered the Tattered King's tent.It flew around the pointed roof, and after confirming the target, it fluttered its night-like wings and landed on the table.

The Tattered King stood up abruptly.

Naipold looked around vigilantly, but found no sign of the enemy.The raven pecked at its feathers gracefully, its dark eyes reflecting the surprised face of Maidenach.

Thus, Maidenaki knew that this was the messenger of the 'Allies'.

Regardless of his deputy's dissuasion, he took a note with some information from the black crow's paw, and after reading it, he meditated for a long time alone under the light of the candle.

After Naipold gave the messenger a certain reward—a few juniper fruits, he let him go.

"Parry," he said, "what's this?"

Maidenaki didn't answer.Instead, he stood up with a dignified and disdainful expression, "I need to go out for a while." He said to his deputy, "When I'm not around, you need to help me prevent those who want to destroy my plan from asking for a visit, but you must not cause trouble. suspicion of these people."

Naipold asked about the ragged king's whereabouts, but was ordered to stick to his post.

Then Maidenaki left the camp alone.

He didn't disturb anyone, but quietly walked through the noisy and fanatical tents and bonfires, and under the cover of magic and night, he left the camp of the Forsworn army.