2 Works in Relonikiv (Elder Scrolls)
“So, you have slain Alduin...Well done. I could have slain him myself, back when I walked the earth, but I chose a different path.” Miraak told you and you held back your urge to roll your eyes at his arrogance.
“Then why didn’t you? I’m not oblivious, I can feel the power you have, the soul of a dovah underneath your skin. You’re powerful, so why?” You asked as he sighed in response as he let go of your face.
“They wanted to use me to deal with Alduin - Hakon and the rest. I chose otherwise. Do you seriously believe that they would let me live if I had done what they wanted? I would become a bigger threat to them than Alduin was.” Miraak explained, you were pretty sure that was his arrogance speaking again, but you could at least understand where he was coming from. He would definitely become a threat in people’s eyes.
“Have you not become dangerous to those around you, Dragonborn?” Miraak asked as you could feel an ever-slight tone of smugness to his words. He wasn’t exactly wrong in that regard.
Not one had heard Miraak or felt his presence, only her. Her grip on Dawnbreaker shifted. Outside, the wind screamed. On it, a parting message fell into her ears:
I grieve that you must meet your end this way, but necessity demands it. In another life, ahtlahzey.
In which the Dragonborn travels to Solstheim to deal with that bastard calling her a pretender, and returns with the First Dragonborn who calls her "ahtlahzey" in tow.
- Part 1 of The Dragonborn Era