An old Altmer walks in; Sauriil Adorin. He wore Archmage robes, Daedric Gauntlets (with the Daedric word for 'woe' carved into the plam area as the Gauntlets are his curse from the Dovahthur Crisis; my first RP that *ahem* no one replied to ): ) and the Dragon Priest mask Zahkriisos. The Staff of Magnus and Wabbajack hung on his back in a 'X.'

He whispered to Mirkrilaar, 'Ahnok, zeymah Dov. Zu'u ov nust vahraan pruzah? Paarthunaax lost fun zey wah fun hi wah fun niin pah. Nii los ni bal hin laas, Mirkrilaar.'

*I look at the Altmer shocked*

"Paarthurnax laanne zey wah genun ok nizaag? Zu'u vis ni dreh tol! Nii los bal dii laas. Hi dreh ni mindoraan brudaat do dii heyv. "

'I understand it Mirkrilaar. I am but a humble messenger. I have been in your situation before. I understand it completely. Zu'u fund gaar hi waan Zu'u vust, nuz ahrii Zu'u los sahlo. Frolaaz zey fah dii duziirah zeymah. Zu'u lost nid geivah wah faazrot hi, zeymah. Zu'u lost gone zeim  aus ol hi. Osos fund saag volz. Daar lost ni dii pruzaan do sul. Zu'u sizaan pogaas Zu'u geltkey do thraat dii grav wah ni fun niin naan. Zu'u sizaan dii goraan mon ruz.' A tear streaked down his cheek, though none could see the pain he still felt, after all those years of guilt.

*I lower my head*

"Zu'u mindoraan. Krosis fah hin saar. Nuz Zu'u vis ni lost gein do dii siifur. Zu'u vis ni fun. Zu'u fund milaar liivor het. Ok laas ahrk stin los dii ofanaat." 

He smiles sadly, 'I wish I could call you blood kin.'

*I look at him strabgly*

"Why do you say that?"

'My only brother is a demonic creature that nearly destroyed Tamriel because of his lust for power. I had to kill him. I just want to know what it is like to have a caring brother, a kind brother.'

* I nod*

"You mean that as a wish. I see now. We can still be zeymah."

'Thank you. Voth hin orlaav Zu'u fen fey. Wah kos bek tol nust dreh ni ahraan hi ... zeymah.' He felt a feeling saying that word to one he really considered a brother. A feeling he couldn't describe.

Sauriil thought, 'I felt this before with my daughter. What is it? Agh, it has been so long since ... '

*I nod and speak to the Altmer calmly.*

"Tol los hin komant. Zu'u vis kuz ulaak do dimaar. Areid, tol bruniik vahlt."

'Very well. I will stay. I am too old for most things in life anyway. Mul kos voth hi.' He stepped a few steps to the side .

*I lean closer to the man*

"become a dragon priest and you will have brothers and age won't matter."

'As a Dragon Priest at death you become Draugr as a curse from the Aedra. I will not be cursed with undeath.' Sauriil explains to the man.

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'Very well. I will stay. I am too old for most things in life anyway. Mul kos voth hi.' He stepped a few steps to the side .

*I nod*

"Ol hi hind."

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'As a Dragon Priest at death you become Draugr as a curse from the Aedra. I will not be cursed with undeath.' Sauriil explains to the man.

"Yes, but you get limitless power. If you're sick of life you can end it. The voice fuels me. The dragons will grant you vast power, enough for a god. You can take it or leave it."