\u201cLet\u2019s get this over with, yes?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAye. I\u2019m right behind you.\u201d<\/p>\n
They hadn\u2019t gone far before a bone man surprised them. It had been standing next to one of the black standing stones along the path, and both it and its brother were completely invisible until stepping out to attack.\u00a0 Brynjolf took down one of them, silently, and Andante found that his heavy new greatsword could shatter even a bone man with just a couple of blows so long as he took a good deep breath beforehand and got a solid stance before swinging it.<\/p>\n
Then he turned and peered around himself in confusion. There was a platform, a structure above which floated a thing that looked like a gigantic black soul gem. It was humming, glowing with a pulsating purple energy.\u00a0 He didn\u2019t remember seeing it before, when he\u2019d first come into the Soul Cairn, but he had the unsettling feeling that he should have recognized it. He also thought he should have seen Dynjyl.\u00a0 He wanted to find Dynjyl, for Brynjolf\u2019s sake.<\/p>\n
Where is the man? I thought he was in this area.\u00a0 I don\u2019t see anything that looks familiar.<\/em><\/p>\n Except for those bone men.<\/em><\/p>\n There were at least five more of them, rising from the powdered surface of the ground around the platform.\u00a0 Both Andante and Brynjolf waded into battle, confidently, but as his first opponent beat against and blocked his blows it dawned on him; the last time they\u2019d been here, they\u2019d had Serana, and Serana\u2019s revived assistants, and later Dynjyl as well.\u00a0 This time there was only Brynjolf alongside him and, formidable though he was, Andante heard him grunting with effort as the bone man he was fighting did its damage.\u00a0 A sharp blow to his shoulder had Andante\u2019s head snapping around long enough to spy the archer bone man just under the platform.\u00a0 He grimaced and turned back to bring his greatsword down just as hard as he could manage, shattering the skeleton that was closest to him, and heard the clatter of bones behind him as Brynjolf also defeated his enemy.\u00a0 Both of them ran to the platform, up the stairs, and toward the archer as it retreated up the stairs onto the platform itself.<\/p>\n And then the most horrible thing happened.<\/p>\n They both attacked the archer. It should have gone down almost instantaneously, between the two of them.\u00a0 But Andante felt his energy being sucked from him, his movements slowing, his life dissipating in a similar way as it had when Durnheviir had Shouted at him.\u00a0 This felt different, though.\u00a0 He sensed that no matter how close to death he got, he would not die; he would simply continue to be held in place, to be drained, to feed\u2026<\/p>\n <\/p>\n He looked up and saw a great tendril of blue light extending from Brynjolf to the gigantic gem above him.\u00a0 Suddenly he remembered where he had seen such a thing before: the souls that had been trapped, feeding the magical energy of the barrier, from above each of the Keepers.\u00a0 They\u2019d been frozen in place, moaning, unable to die and unable to exercise any sort of free will, and just above those towers or just beside them had been more of the gigantic gems.<\/p>\n Now they had Brynjolf. And, as he looked down at himself and saw the wide band of pulsating energy extending upwards from his own body, he realized that they had him as well.<\/p>\n \u201cGet away, Bryn!\u201d he shouted.\u00a0 \u201cThat gem! It\u2019s one of the Ideal Masters!\u00a0 We have to get away from it!\u201d\u00a0 Or we\u2019ll be trapped here, forever, and we\u2019ll never see Dynjyl or Valerica or our castle again.<\/em><\/p>\n In his panic, he beat on the archer hard enough to push it right to the edge of the platform, and Brynjolf followed it.\u00a0 Andante watched the filament of energy detach from Brynjolf\u2019s back and retract, back up into the gem above them.\u00a0 He pushed his own body toward the edge as hard as he could and felt the same thing happen.<\/p>\n \u201cIt has a range, Bryn! Stay toward the edge!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAye, lad!\u201d\u00a0 Brynjolf swung to slash at the bone archer once more, keeping away from the tendrils of energy that extended from above, like fingers seeking to grasp them once more. The skeleton finally disintegrated; Andante grabbed the sleeve of Brynjolf\u2019s armor and pulled him, as hard as he could, down the stairs, away from the platform and back out toward the trail.<\/p>\n He stood there for a moment, his hands on his thighs, panting.<\/p>\n \u201cAre you… alright?\u201d he said between gasps. \u201cThat was horrible.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, I am now,\u201d Brynjolf said, also laboring to get his breath back. \u201cWhat were you doing over there in the first place, Andante?\u00a0 The castle is up that way.\u201d He pointed toward the two enormous towers in the distance.<\/p>\n \u201cI was looking,\u201d Andante said, grabbing one more lungful of air and straightening up, \u201cfor Dynjyl.\u00a0 I thought we left him around here, somewhere.\u201d<\/p>\n Brynjolf stared at him for a moment, looking stunned.<\/p>\n \u201cReally?\u201d<\/p>\n Andante snorted. \u201cYes, really.\u00a0 That\u2019s what you wanted, isn\u2019t it?\u00a0 Why would I not try to give you what you want, you silly man?\u201d Do you really not understand that I want to please you more than I want anything else?<\/em><\/p>\n \u201cLad.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cLoverboy.\u201d\u00a0 He grinned. \u201cCome on.\u00a0 I\u2019m sure he has to be around here somewhere. But mostly I want to find Valerica and get out of this place.\u00a0 Once was enough for me. Twice is more than I could ever have asked for.\u201d<\/p>\n Brynjolf laughed. \u201cI agree.\u00a0 Let\u2019s get going, then.\u201d<\/p>\n They ran forward, through terrain that began to look more familiar to Andante as he went.\u00a0 Arvak the spectral horse ran past them.\u00a0 Some of the same spirits he\u2019d spoken to before still haunted the same areas.\u00a0 Another bone man attacked them, and try though he might Andante couldn\u2019t seem to bring him down.<\/p>\n \u201cHa! You\u2019re pathetic!\u201d Brynjolf yelled.<\/p>\n \u201cI know I am!\u201d Andante snapped, bringing his blade down hard.\u00a0 \u201cBut I need to learn how to use a greatsword and the only way to do that is practice!\u201d<\/p>\n Brynjolf smashed the bone man into pieces with his shield.<\/p>\n \u201cI didn\u2019t mean you<\/em>, lad,\u201d he snorted. \u201cI was laughing at this skeleton.\u00a0 As new as you are to that blade he should have been filling you full of arrows.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh,\u201d Andante said, feeling foolish.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat, did you really think I\u2019d say such a thing to you? Honestly. Let\u2019s go.\u201d<\/p>\n They trotted across the landscape, Andante\u2019s head swiveling right and left as he searched for, but did not see, Dynjyl.\u00a0 Near one of the small outbuildings he saw a figure walking about and sprinted to get closer; but as he neared, he realized that this was the shade not of a tall Nord man but of a woman with a broom, seeming not to know that she was dead and trying to sweep up lifetimes of dust and decay.<\/p>\n He was about to give up and simply run to the castle when a bright spot off to his right caught his attention.<\/p>\n Maybe?<\/em><\/p>\n He broke into a full run, dashing over the uneven terrain in the heady way only a vampire could move; and the closer he got the wider his smile became.\u00a0 He pulled up beside the man and called out to him.<\/p>\n \u201cDynjyl! Good to see you!\u201d<\/p>\n Dynjyl smiled at him as though he\u2019d never been anywhere else.\u00a0 \u201cGood to have you by my side, friend,\u201d he said. \u00a0He glanced over Andante\u2019s shoulder and broke into a brilliant, joyful expression as Brynjolf caught up to them.<\/p>\n \u201cBryn!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHello, Dynny,\u201d Brynjolf said, beaming.\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019m glad you\u2019re still here.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhere else would I be, you damned fool?\u201d Dynjyl laughed.<\/p>\n \u201cThere is that I suppose.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhy are you two here?\u201d he asked.<\/p>\n Andante swapped glances with Brynjolf.<\/p>\n \u201cWe\u2019ve taken Volkihar Castle,\u201d Andante told him, \u201cand it\u2019s safe for Valerica to return if she wants to. We\u2019ve come to tell her that.\u201d<\/p>\n Dynjyl was quiet for a moment, then nodded.\u00a0 \u201cWell. I\u2019ll be sorry to see her leave, but I\u2019m certain she\u2019ll be happy to return to her home.\u201d\u00a0 He nodded, and once more Andante was impressed by the unflappable good nature of the man.\u00a0 \u201cLet\u2019s go share the news, shall we?\u201d<\/p>\n Andante nodded, and trotted ahead of them toward the castle.\u00a0 He could hear the two behind him, their low voices just far enough behind to give them privacy.\u00a0 I hate that we\u2019re leaving him alone. Why do I even care? If we could bring Dynny out I\u2019d be guaranteeing the end of my own relationship with Brynjolf, the same way I\u2019ll be doing if I am able to find Dagnell.\u00a0 It makes no sense.\u00a0 But I still hate that we\u2019re leaving him here.<\/em><\/p>\n As he had the thought, he frowned.<\/p>\n Something scrambled my brain. I don\u2019t know whether it was the beatings by the Thalmor, or becoming a vampire, or turning back twice now but something happened in there.\u00a0 I never used to care about anyone else and here I am worrying about a ghost.<\/em><\/p>\n He found Valerica where he had first seen her, bent over an alchemy table and hard at work.\u00a0 She looked up and nodded at him in recognition.<\/p>\n \u201cYou appear to have something on your mind,\u201d she said. \u201cWhat is it?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat I do.\u00a0 I\u2019ve come to tell you that Harkon is dead.\u201d<\/p>\n Her eyes grew round. \u201cWhat? Are you certain?\u201d<\/p>\n Andante laughed. \u201cOh yes, quite certain.\u00a0 He died by my hand, with the help of Brynjolf and Serana. He fought well, but his ashes currently adorn the floor of the cathedral in Volkihar Castle.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, he\u2019s definitely dead,\u201d Brynjolf said, coming up behind them. \u201cHe was slippery but we got him in the end. Auriel\u2019s Bow worked as described; a big burst of sunlight.\u201d<\/p>\n She was quiet for a moment.<\/p>\n \u201cThat must have been a painful way to die, burning in the light like that.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t know,\u201d Andante said quietly.\u00a0 But I do know.<\/em> He vividly recalled the day Brynjolf had turned, when he\u2019d opened the door and been caught full in the face by mid-day sun. It had been excruciating. \u201cIt probably was. But it was very quick.\u201d<\/p>\n Valerica nodded.<\/p>\n \u201cThen\u2026 I see nothing preventing my return to Tamriel.\u00a0 Allow me to gather some of my things, and I\u2019ll\u2026 return to Castle Volkihar.\u201d\u00a0 She straightened, and faced Andante. \u201cAnd from the bottom of my heart, I thank you.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019re welcome. You will find that we\u2019ve spent time restoring much of the castle; but we have left your quarters and your study for you.\u00a0 Feel free to direct the thralls and so forth to restore it to your specifications; there\u2019s no reason for you to do the heavy work yourself.\u201d\u00a0 He started to turn away and then stopped.\u00a0 \u201cOh, and at Brynjolf\u2019s suggestion we\u2019ve left the gardens untouched.\u00a0 Maybe you\u2019ll be able to coax some life back into the things that are still there.\u00a0 All you need to do is ask and we will be sure you have any assistance you need.\u201d<\/p>\n While Valerica gathered her possessions, Andante walked around the area before the castle, leaving Brynjolf and Dynjyl alone to talk while they could.\u00a0 It was the least he could do, he thought; he would have Brynjolf to himself once they returned to Tamriel, at least until such time as he learned whether or not the Listener was really Dagnell.\u00a0 That thought was distressing.\u00a0 He didn\u2019t know what he would do, exactly, if Roggi\u2019s hint and Delvin\u2019s contacts managed to determine the truth about her.\u00a0 The worst of it was that the longer he thought about what he knew of the situation, and the timing of it all, the more certain he was that he was in fact working with Brynjolf\u2019s wife.<\/p>\n If it had been anyone else, anyone at all, he\u2019d have been tempted to just sink his fangs in and remove the problem once and for all, and realizing that was unsettling all on its own.\u00a0 But it was the Listener in question; and no matter what other circumstances existed, one respected the Listener.<\/p>\n And then I\u2019ll lose him.\u00a0 \u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n He had the unmistakable sensation of being watched, and turned to find that Brynjolf was frowning at him.\u00a0 Or frowning in his direction, at least; as he watched the man turn and walk down the stairs toward the trail back, Andante realized that he knew of no reason why Brynjolf should be frowning at him unless he\u2019d suddenly developed the ability to read minds.<\/p>\n \u201cAndante,\u201d Dynjyl said quietly, from just behind Andante\u2019s left shoulder.<\/p>\n Ah. That\u2019s who he was looking at, not me.\u00a0 I should have known.<\/em><\/p>\n He turned to face the specter.\u00a0 Dynjyl\u2019s expression was sad, but kind.<\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019s upset. He doesn\u2019t want to leave me here.\u201d<\/p>\n He pondered Dynjyl\u2019s sad expression and frowned. From the depths of his mind a thought came, unbidden.\u00a0 We have so much in common. Both of us want him, and neither of us can really have him. Not really. All we can do is share little portions of the man.<\/em><\/p>\n \u201cNeither do I, Dynny, if the truth be told.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThen you two are more alike than he knows.\u201d He smiled. \u201cListen to me. There\u2019s nothing that can be done for me at this point. He knows that. You know that. Except for one, solitary thing.\u201d<\/p>\n Really? Is there something?<\/em><\/p>\n \u201cWhat\u2019s that?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cTake care of him for me, Andante.\u00a0 I know you care for him as much as I do. I can feel it. I can see it. I see his ring, and I don\u2019t see a matching one on your hand. I know he\u2019s married to someone else, but that she\u2019s not with him. You are.\u201d<\/p>\n Andante sighed, and tried to make light of it.\u00a0 \u201cHow do you know it\u2019s a she, Dynny? Can you see into Tamriel?\u201d<\/p>\n He chuckled. \u201cNo, but I know Brynjolf.\u00a0 And I know in my heart that you treasure him as much as I do. I can be here for all of time if I know that you are watching out for him.\u201d<\/p>\n Andante started to speak but realized that his voice was caught and his eyes were blurring.\u00a0 He nodded.<\/p>\n \u201cYes, Dynny.\u00a0 I\u2019ll watch out for him as long as I\u2019m alive, as long as he\u2019ll allow me to be nearby. \u00a0And I can promise you that we\u2019ll be thinking of you. Both of us will.\u00a0 I\u2019m\u2026 glad to have met you.\u201d<\/p>\n To his great surprise, Dynjyl snickered. \u201cNow, you know that I know Brynjolf well enough to have a very good idea of just exactly what he\u2019ll be thinking. He\u2019s really a very unconventional man when he lets himself loose a bit.\u201d<\/p>\n Andante stared at him for a moment, caught completely off guard by Dynjyl\u2019s irreverent observation, and then burst out laughing.\u00a0 \u201cThat\u2019s exactly so.\u00a0 I do my best to keep him that way.\u201d<\/p>\n Dynjyl chuckled. \u201cGood. That makes me happy to hear. I\u2019ll be picturing it in my mind and enjoying the view that my twisted little mind presents.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell!\u00a0 My, my.\u00a0 No wonder the two of you got along so well. It\u2019s probably a good thing that you have to stay here. The world simply wouldn\u2019t be safe if all three of us were in the same place at the same time.\u201d<\/p>\n Dynjyl nodded, and laughed. \u201cThat\u2019s why we ended up together all those years ago.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat are you two laughing at?\u201d Brynjolf grumbled from down the path.<\/p>\n \u201cNothing at all, my dear,\u201d Andante called to him.<\/p>\n \u201cLoverboy,\u201d Dynjyl added. He lowered his voice and leaned closer to Andante. \u201cMore than twenty years and he hasn\u2019t changed at all in so many ways.\u201d<\/p>\n Brynjolf stomped back to them and glared at Dynjyl. \u201cHave you been putting ideas in his head?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhy, whatever could you mean, my dear boy?\u201d Dynjyl smirked.<\/p>\n Brynjolf looked back and forth between them.<\/p>\n \u201cDon\u2019t look at me, Bryn,\u201d Andante said, putting as innocent an expression as he could muster on his face.\u00a0 \u201cYou\u2019re the one who introduced us. And you know perfectly well I have more than enough ideas of my own.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m ready,\u201d Valerica called from the door of the castle, pushing a crate of ingredients along with her foot and balancing another on her hip. \u201cCould one of you take this?\u201d<\/p>\n Brynjolf harrumphed at Andante, glared at Dynjyl, and picked up Valerica\u2019s crate.\u00a0 He lifted it up onto one shoulder and started down the trail toward the portal.\u00a0 Andante grinned at Dynjyl.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ll take the other one. Somehow I don\u2019t think you could.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou are correct.\u00a0 I\u2019ll walk with Valerica and keep an eye out for bone men.\u201d<\/p>\n Andante took the crate from Valerica and then hurried down the path. \u201cBrynjolf. Wait up a moment, dearest,\u201d he called.<\/p>\n It\u2019s such a shame that he\u2019s not still alive.\u00a0 I really like him. It would be good to have another real friend in the world.<\/em><\/p>\n And he laughed to think that he, of all people, was considering what it would be like to have friends at all.<\/p>\n __<\/p>\n They arrived on the shoreline near Northwatch Keep and were set upon almost immediately.\u00a0 Andante hadn\u2019t been expecting to see any Thalmor; it hadn\u2019t been that long since they\u2019d gotten back to Volkihar, walking past an empty fortress. But somehow, during the time they\u2019d spent rebuilding the castle\u2019s interior, the Thalmor had moved back in undetected by anyone on the island.<\/p>\n He wasn\u2019t even conscious of transforming.\u00a0 The rage rose up in him, overpowering, all-encompassing rage, and he found himself roaring, swiping with long, poisonous claws, firing life-draining blasts at the Thalmor over and over and watching them fly backward, dead.\u00a0 He was dimly aware of both Brynjolf and CuSith, one of Volkihar\u2019s death hounds, tackling the Thalmor nearest them \u2013 but only dimly aware.<\/p>\n Kill them. Kill the Thalmor. Revenge.<\/em><\/p>\n After some time he looked around at the cluster of bodies laid out before him and realized, slowly, that he was hovering just above the ground, held aloft by his own massive wings.\u00a0 He looked down at Brynjolf, puzzled.<\/p>\n \u201cI did that?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMost of it, yes.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t remember transforming.\u201d<\/p>\n Brynjolf shrugged. \u201cI didn\u2019t even have time to think about doing the same. You had them all on the run by the time I drew my sword.\u201d He grinned. \u201cYou\u2019re getting better at aiming with that spell.\u201d<\/p>\n Andante concentrated for a moment and reassumed his normal form, shaking his head.\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019m glad, because obviously it\u2019s not a thing a person wants to misfire.\u201d\u00a0 He looked down at the nearest Thalmor body and kicked it. \u201cThey all need to die.\u201d<\/p>\n Brynjolf frowned.<\/p>\n Great. Now I\u2019m in trouble. He\u2019s on the scent. I can\u2019t let him learn about Markarth.<\/em><\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m tired of being attacked for no reason, Bryn.\u201d He spied a Vigilant of Stendarr in the group and pointed to the body. \u201cThese people, well, I can understand it. I\u2019m a vampire; they kill vampires. It\u2019s their job. But the Thalmor? They just attack because we\u2019re not elves. I won\u2019t have that.\u201d<\/p>\n Brynjolf nodded, slowly, then raised his hand to shield his eyes. The sun had risen high enough over the horizon that it was beginning to be hot, beating down from a clear sky. Andante had felt his body growing ever more sluggish as it had risen, and growled in frustration about it.<\/p>\n \u201cGood thing you weren\u2019t hungry, lad. That would have been nasty on all that exposed skin.\u201d<\/p>\n Thank all the gods, Andante thought. He\u2019s been distracted. I really don\u2019t know how to go about talking of the Thalmor without getting myself into a lot of trouble. But now\u2026<\/p>\n He looked at Brynjolf, a smile growing as he contemplated what he was about to do. It\u2019s time.\u00a0 <\/em><\/p>\n \u201cYes. Let\u2019s see what we can do about that.\u201d\u00a0 He drew his bow; not the Daedric bow he\u2019d carried for years now but the gleaming elven bow they had fought so hard to find.<\/p>\n Brynjolf\u2019s brow furrowed. \u201cYou\u2019re not going to\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh indeed I am,\u201d Andante said, pulling one of the blood-cursed arrows from his quiver.\u00a0 \u201cWe may not be elves, and they may think we are lesser beings because of it.\u00a0 But we have an elven bow that is going to prove otherwise.\u201d He fitted the arrow to the string, carefully, and turned to face directly into the sun.<\/p>\n \u201cWe have it. We got it, you and I.\u00a0 Let us see what it will do. We\u2019ll never know unless we try.\u201d<\/p>\n He let fly the blood-cursed arrow.<\/p>\n For a long, silent moment nothing happened.<\/p>\n He was wrong, Andante thought. Harkon was wrong, and so was Gelebor. The blood-cursed arrows don\u2019t do a thing. Damn.<\/p>\n Then the disc of the sun, just high enough to have fully cleared his line of sight over the trees and nearby hills, turned black.<\/p>\n What is this? What is this?<\/em><\/p>\n There was a deep, concussive boom, the loudest explosion he\u2019d ever heard. \u00a0Andante flinched backward, involuntarily, unable to avert his eyes from what was happening.\u00a0 The hair on his neck rose.\u00a0 Behind him he heard Brynjolf\u2019s sharp intake of breath as he gasped in surprise.<\/p>\n YES.<\/em><\/p>\n There was a second explosion.<\/p>\n The disc of the sun turned a bloody, angry crimson and concentric rings of black and red energy began radiating from its center like ripples from a stone dropped into water. \u00a0They raced away from the sun, the initial shockwave visible as a grey ring followed by bands of black, red, and orange.<\/p>\n YES!<\/em><\/p>\n The blackness expanded, filling the entire field of his vision, racing outward across the sky.\u00a0 At the center, where the bright yellow sun had been, an enormous oval of fiery red expanded for just a moment, surrounding the central disc like a horrid, malevolent eye in the sky, and then collapsed to form a brilliant, incomplete ring around a completely blackened star.<\/p>\n The sky was dark.\u00a0 Only a sickly reddish glow, like the light of the sun filtered through closed eyelids, illuminated the landscape.\u00a0\u00a0The band of red rotated around the darkened sun, filling in, becoming an eerie, moving disc around what had been a brilliant orb just a few moments earlier.<\/p>\n Vitus stood and spread his arms wide.<\/p>\n \u201cYES!\u201d he shouted at the top of his lungs. He could feel his body responding to the dark, knew that he would be as fast, and as strong, and as dangerous as he ever was during the night.\u00a0 They would be in Solitude in minutes and could probably run to Riften in the space of a day.<\/p>\n He turned to Brynjolf.<\/p>\n \u201cYes! Look at it! We\u2019ve done it!\u201d<\/p>\n Brynjolf was utterly silent, his eyes scanning the sky, taking in the enormity of what they\u2019d done.\u00a0 Vitus took him by the shoulders and turned him to face Volkihar Island.<\/p>\n \u201cLook at it, Brynjolf! It\u2019s ours! Ours! <\/em>\u00a0And so is EVERYTHING else!\u201d<\/p>\n He whirled and ran back along the shoreline, eastward toward Solitude. \u00a0Behind him he heard Brynjolf\u2019s voice calling after him, but he didn\u2019t stop. 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