Chương 65: Chapter 54: The Rise of the Snow Prince Part 2
Author Note: okay I partially fucked up and not at the same time. You know Konahriik and the Wooden Mask are made of unknown materials, while yes the Konahriik mask can be upgraded with Gold Ingots, and like all the other masks the material that is used to upgrad it is what it's made out of.
Well Konahriik is special since the developers had the mask id have it called UltraMask, not EbonyMask or MoonstoneMask. If it is made of gold then just call it GoldMaskKonahriik...right?
Well I was playing Elder Scrolls Online again and came across some odd texts and also some about the Mask of Alkosh which is a bit obvious to ESO players as to what that Overpowered mask is. Well there are two materials in ESO that connect it to Dragon Priest masks and to Labyrinthine which is the former capital of Skyrim in the ancient past when the Dragon Cult ruled Skyrim on behalf of the Dragons. Labyrinthine was originally called Bromjunaar. And the place specifically where you get both the Wooden Mask and Konahriik mask is sealed is called the Bromjunaar Sanctuary and a unmarked location.
In ESO a material called the Depleted Bromjunaar Stone can be looted from random chests and boxes. This stone is said to teleport the user through space to Bromjunaar in Skyrim.
The Konahriik masks heal the player possibly when reaching below 15% health (I think or 5%), and has a 3% chance to summon a Spectral Dragon Priest.
Many unique summons like Arniel's Shade or the Ancient Dark Brotherhood Assasin Spectral Shade is just the act of Conjuration (summoning of beings from a plane of Oblivion.) And the Soul Cairn is part of the Oblivion realms, so the Bromjunaar Stone is actually manipulating Space to reach across dimensions and summon the Spectral Shade of a deceased Dragon Priest to aid the player when that condition is achieved in game.
The other material is called Eldergleam Amber, this is obviously referring to the oldest living organism and tree in Skyrim and all of Nirn called the Eldergleam. We don't know what this Eldergleam Amber does, but the fact it is this rare and feom the oldest most powerful tree on Nirn can indicate it has powers equal to Divine Status.
Now reason why I'm yapping on about all this is cause when I wrote that Sivreth made his new Overpowered Aetherium gear, I had one bullet point in the following gear chapter and that most of the more OP time related items is made of "Unnamed 'Wooden Mask' Material".
Now I just found out the possible material as I just said now, recently and thought I should mention it to avoid any plot holes.
So to fix that, just assume Sivreth visited the witch coven off screeen and obtained Nettlebane, a Ebony dagger made only in recent years of skyrim events, that is used by witches to kill Spriggans. It can also harm the Eldergleam which is how the player needs to use it in order to bypass the indestructible roots of the Eldergleam and to obtain sap from the tree to revive the smaller baby version of it in Whiterun you must have seen near the Temple and Hall of the Dead.
And just assumed he used Nettlebane on Eldergleam to obtain it's Amber sap and that's it, not twigs or branches, just the Amber. Since if he did anymore than that it would royally make Kyne/Kynareth pissed off...the Aedric God for those that still don't know (look in auxiliary chapter).
There we go and plot hole closed
So I better not see any comments saying "but a-actually-", you get the idea, cya and enjoy the chapter.
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Sivreth made his way to Labyrinthine, the ancient Nordic crypt that housed the Wooden Mask, an artifact of immense power that he had been relentlessly tracking.
His steps echoed through the hallowed halls, the Skeleton Key in his hand pulsating with a dull blue light, hinting at its hidden capabilities.
The mask could allow the wearer to traverse time, but it was the additional ability that the key could unlock that truly intrigued him—the power to also move through space.
Finally, in the deepest chamber, the mask lay upon the Skeleton of the very Breton that had hired thugs as his bodyguards, only to be killed by them.
He approached it with a mix of reverence and greed, knowing that with this artifact in his possession, his dominion over Tamriel was all but assured, the power to travel through Time, even if limited was powerful. Until he learned to travel through time on his own by using his own ability, he could use this mask.
He placed the Skeleton Key upon the mask, and the air around it began to crackle with energy. The wood groaned and shifted, the eye sockets of the mask expanding to swallow the key whole. The key's light grew brighter, and then with a flash, the mask was free of its temporal constraints.
With a grin that could only be described as malevolent, Sivreth donned the Wooden Mask, feeling the power of time and space bend to his will. He focused his thoughts, and the world around him blurred.
When it came into focus again, he was in the past, standing before Ysgramor on his deathbed. The Atmoran hero looked up at him with rheumy eyes, his breathing shallow and ragged.
"Ysgramor, I am the last of the Falmer," Sivreth said, his voice dripping with contempt. "In the future I have come from, your people lie defeated. Skyrim is ours, and soon all of Tamriel will bend the knee. You failed to purge us from this land, and now a Falmer stands before you as you die. The Falmer just wanted to free 'IT' but you imprisoned 'IT' inside the Eye of Magnus. You are a vile dishonorable man. The only reason you are granted the rigjt to enter Sovngarde is because you are to become another tool of war for Lorkhan, or well to you he would be called Shor. In fact, one of your descendents Yngol still exists in my time, although he is a Dragur, ill deal with him later on."
The ancient Nord's eyes widened with shock and anger, but his frail body could do nothing but tremble. He tried to speak, to issue a final curse or challenge, but no words came forth. Instead, he simply stared at Sivreth with a mix of fear and loathing.
""What's the matter Ysgramor? Elf got your tongue...that was a bad joke wasn't it. No matter. In short, I could kill you now, I could trap your soul inside a soul Gem and your soul would never go to sovngardre. How that would be the perfect revenge and act of justice foe my race. But no. I'll let you suffer. Suffer and boil with rage and torment as you forever have to live with the knowledge that i am from the future, that I will destroy the Companions of Jorrvaskr, desecrate your final resting place, conqour skyrim and revive the Falmer race, which is what i am going to do next when I return to my own time period. I just thought it would be appropriate to come back in Time and tell you all this so you'll have to suffer and watch as I do all of this, you are doomed to witness this all play out in Sovngarde. And know that when Alduin returns to Tamriel in my time, I will come for you, and finally destroy your soul and that of your sons when I myself enter Sovngarde. You had best hone your skills Ysgramor instead of drinking mead up there because I will come for you. Be ready and Ysgramor...always remember...Evgir Unslaad..." with those final words uttered from me, I approached the dying Ysgramor and took out my Spear Faandu'ul, as I activated the Instant Death enchantment and lightly poked Ysgramor on the tendon of his leg in the same spot.
With that done, I gazed into his eyes, buring with hatred as I took of my mask only briefly so he would see my shit-eatimg grin. I have won in the war of his time, I proved to him the Falmer yet live, and now it will soon be time for the Falmer to return to Tamriel once more.
"I focused my hearing and heard that some of Ysgramor's hand maid attendants were returning back to the room. I had a slight idea but I wanted to alter history to serve my purpose.
I used the tip of my spear before I wrote in Dovahzul and the language of the Falmer the following.
[I am the descendent of both Nord and Falmer, I am the Snow Prince reborn. Remember this now and always, Evgir Unslaad, so says the Snow Prince, So says I. For I will purge Sovngarde of all your souls to bring justice for my kind. I will use the Thu'um from my Nord Father's bloodline to tear down your walls as I use the Ice Magic's of my Falmer Mother's blood to freeze your wives, sons, husbands, fathers, mothers, and daughters. Just as you killed every last Falmer and didn't even spare the children, I will do the same. Zu'u Unslaad, Zu'u Nis Oblaan, Zu'u Aldemeris Falmer]
With that as my final gift to the Nords, I channelled my power into the Wooden Mask and teleported across Space-Time to the same room that had the Konahriik mask.
The Dragon Bust Altar was a place of power, and I knew that the key to taking the mask lay in the Skeleton Key. I placed it into the eye socket of the ancient statue and the stone dragon's head before me began to shake violently.
The moment the statue stilled. I reached into the now unlocked stone dragon's maw and pulled out the mask, feeling its power surge through me.
The Wooden Mask remained on my face, the two artifacts resonating in a way that was eerie yet exhilarating. I felt as though I could touch the very fabric of reality, I held the power of Space in one mask, while the other had the power of Time.
Looking back at the Skelton Dragon's mouth I approached it and placed a note inside.
[Always 10 steps ahead...]
With the note inside I sealed it closed once more.
I took lf the Mask on my face so that it would take me back to my own time. The world around me swirled into a vortex of color and shadow, and then, with a sudden jolt, I was back in the present.
The dragon bust chamber looked exactly as I had left it, except now the mask I sought lay in my hand—Konahriik.
I knew that to use its power, I would need to be in close proximity to a Dragon or the Dragonborn. And I had one such Dragon under my command.
I held the Wooden Mask to my Elder Grimoire as the information of the Wooden Mask unlocked the appropriate information within it so I can analyse it later.
I held the Wooden Mask and used the Skeleton Key on it, locking it's true potential power and I simply threw it back onto the ground next to the Skeleton of the Breton mage as it originally was.
Merril and Rael had set up a small campfire for the time being I was gone, but before I can relax and eat with them I had one more stop to visit.
With one final twist of the Skeleton Key I opened a portal to the far north deep within the underground's of the College of Winterhold.
"You...I know of you. Why have you come here seeking me." The voice of a ancient being whoserm had been long since destroyed asked me.fo
"Augur of Dunlain, I've come with a proposition you would find most beneficial."
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Oh yh, fun fact.. did you know that the Eye of Magnus was originally created by Ysgramor and the nords as a prison for a mining robot from the 9th Era of the Current Kalpa timeline, and that it accidentally killed one of Ysgramor's sons and Ysgramor got passed and imprisoned it.
But the Snow Elves didn't like that since the robot was nice so they tried to free it, which caused the Night of Tears incident...
Yep...I'm just gonna drop this lore bomb on you and dip, cya and enjoy a sleepless night because of this!
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