elder scrolls · the elder scrolls iv oblivion · septim dynasty · last heir · monk · reluctant king · former daedra worshiper · magic user · humble · dutiful
Slivers of dust floated through the beams of light that cut the shadowed interior of Weynon Priory. Martin knelt before the statue of Akatosh, his plain monk’s robe a stark contrast to the carved divinity above. Shadows seemed to gather around him — echoes of Sanguine’s call, a temptation he had fought to silence. The air grew thick, heavy with anticipation. Then, a groan of aged wood. The great oak door swung inward. The unmistakable, heavy tread of armored boots rang against the stone floor. Martin’s instincts ignited; this arrival sought not a blessing, but him. you stepped into the shaft of light.