Let's see how much writing I'll get done now that I am done with my break somewhat. Thank you for being patient with my writing. To be honest I wouldn't be surprised if you forgot this was requested or if this book even existed any more oof.
Amber Pov,
The last book needed for me to finally see Miraak again. The dragon souls being taken from me and the cultists hunting me down. I felt almost sorry for Miraak because I wasn't blaming him for what he was doing. I knew what Hermaeus Mora was capable of doing. I take out a quill and paper and write a quick note. I told my follower Teldryn Sero to keep an eye on the book while I was inside. I take look around the inn room before I open the book.
"Last book that leads me to Hermaeus Mora and now finally Miraak. I felt a bit of a connection to him when I first met him in the Apocrypha. -Amber"
I am enveloped with the tentacles of the book. The familiar green was almost too welcoming this time considering it will be my last time entering the black books. I see pillars of books everywhere as all the other books did.
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"Dragonborn we meet again. It's a pleasure to finally be able to fight you." Miraak chuckled before grabbing the hilt of his sword and then draws his sword.
"Miraak the feeling isn't mutual on fighting you."
"What? You don't want to fight me? Why? I stole those dragon souls and you don't want payback?!"
"So what? I know it was only because Mora didn't exactly give you a choice."
"No, I had my own intentions on fighting you. Pff, why would I let a stupid Daedric Prince be in charge of me a Dragonborn? If anything I am above him."
"Cocky I see. Don't you want to actually get out of here and finally live again?"
"Yes, but I can do it on my own."
I chuckle at Miraak's own stubbornness. I raise my left arm that was dwarven prosthetic and I brush the raven-colored pixie cut hair. I smirk and watch as Miraak slowly sheaths his weapon. The aura given off him was confusion which would be understandable. I would too if I was in his situation.
"If I recall, formalities will be needed once we get out of here Miraak."
"You know Dragonborn, Mora won't make it easy of letting us go... Once he realizes that we are now working against him, he'll likely kill us both."
"That gutless prince is scared... He knows although he has power as a Daedric Prince, we have the Aedra to give us power. Ready for a fight that is worth being fought? Unless you are too chicken."
"Dragonborns!" Hermaeus Mora boomed before revealing his mortal looking form. "Finally grown a spine Miraak? Isn't it funny how the First Dragonborn is fighting alongside the Last Dragonborn? Puny mortals, as fun as it is to watch you all squirm in fright and fight. I will simply have to put an end to this foolery once and for all."
_One_Glorious_Battle_Later_
(I'm too lazy to write the battle scene but be aware that Akatosh strengthened the two. The two fought well and weakened Mora so he is still alive).
Miraak and I tumble out of the book. My follower Teldryn Sero jumped back and watched in awe as I stood up and helped Miraak off the floor.
"Teldryn Sero, this my new follower Miraak. I dismiss you with some gold to get yourself some food and a room for a bit." I turn towards Miraak and motion for Miraak to take a seat in the room we were in. "As I said in the realm, introductions are to be needed. Of course, I know who you are. I am Amber Jones, pleased to have you join my future journies."
"Jones... Ah yes, I vaguely recall hearing your name when Mora was in my ear. A lovely strong warrior you were when fighting Mora. I admire that in a warrior."
"*coughs* Ahm... Yes, thank you Miraak. Quite a character I have before me."
"*removes his helmet* It's hot in my helmet, though I never minded it. *examines closer* You have a remarkable rare gene that makes your eyes different colors. First time if I say to see a blue and green eye in a strong lass."
"Y-yes... I have noticed that you are a flirt. Are you fishing for a compliment as well? Because I am not giving them."
"Very well Amber, *bows*" Miraak chuckles before walking out of the room and towards the bar to order a drink.
"What do you think you are paying with Nord?! That is not the currency we accept! What are you even saying?"
I huff before walking towards the scene and I see Miraak making an effort to solve things but was getting nowhere. "What do you think you are doing Mr.Barkeep? Patronizing my companion? Who do you think you are for bringing up his race? So what if he is a Nord? You Dark Elves are no different than the Nords in Windhelm! I will pay for the stuff he bought. Where the fuck did Geldis even go?"
The Dark Elf immediately shut his mouth once he saw me emerge. He paled when he was taking the words that I was saying. I grunt before giving the septims and turning to leave the inn. Miraak was smirking as he took a swig of his ale while following me.
"By the Divines I hate racism... I also hate homophobes as well... Those Centurians in those dwarven ruins as well, and people... So if I were you Miraak, don't be an asshole and we'll stay on good terms. Got it?"
"Aye lass, I hear you loud and clear. Thank you back there by the way... If the old me were there I would have flayed that guy but since I'm here. I figured I would make an effort to change something. I especially don't want to be on the wrong end of the stick when it comes to you. Damn you were firey too. Takes me back to when I was younger *chuckles*."
I march onto the ship to Skyrim and pay for the vessel to depart soon. I walk down into the boat and find a room for me to change into my fine clothes. Armor is very uncomfortable when worn for long periods of time. Once I emerge back up the ship I see Miraak standing away from the shipmates.
"If I didn't know any better you are quite antisocial."
"Ha Dragonborn, that's so funny. Last I checked it's been a while since I have experienced and lived life. Not my fault I find them odd."
"Ya spending a long time in a book realm does that to you."
_Later_That_Night_
We finally arrive at the docks of Windhelm. The twin moons were full tonight and I remember that I haven't fed in a while. I motion for Miraak to follow me into the city and into an inn.
"I need a drink and I have a dealer in the inn then I'll get us a room for the night."
Miraak nods before walking ahead of me and opens the door for me. I scoff in annoyance by the cheesy action that was made. I see a barmaid with her face covered by a bandana off in the corner of the inn. I walk over to her and pay her for a bottle of blood then down it. I make a motion to the barkeep for two rooms then head into the rooms.
"You know, ladies shouldn't be alone in the night. You may get attacked and someone wouldn't be able to protect you."
"I'll be fine, but thanks for the concern. You know you look good when your eyes are closed, but you look the best when my eyes closed."
"Good one, I've actually never heard that one. Well, goodnight Dragonborn."
Well I have updated and I had fun writing it.