Dagger's POV

I wake up to see myself at a shrine, on a glowing pillar and I growl looking around. There were people who were at the front of the steps and a Nord was walking upstairs, when the guard allowed him through.

"She's awake." He shouted and several people ran up to me and someone unbound me to the pillar.

"Lady Boethia wishes to speak to you." A dark elf said. "I am the priestess of the shrine. And I shall be her thrall." She shouted out to everyone. Someone grabbed me by the shoulders and I turned and saw a Woodelf.

"What's going on sister?" I said softly. The girl had my similar facial features and was smaller than me. Unlike her though, my body was made for Skyrim. Her name is Ellna

"Our Lady wishes to speak to you." Ellna said softly. "She doesn't usually talk to mortals causally, so this is huge!"

The priestess was bound to the pillar and the Nord who shouted about my wakening went up to her, before stabbing her.

My eyes widened and I watched her fall to the ground before my vision went weird. Colors came and went randomly and I felt sickish. I turned behind Ellna and threw up.

"Dragonborn!" The priestess shouted and went over to me. "We must talk my mortal."

"I am not your mortal. I am Sithis's." I said tensing up.

"Why? All that awaits for you when you die is pain." Boethia said.

"No, my Father allows his faithful to go to Sovengar." I said. Boethia loomed shocked but recovered.

"How about armor that can easily keep you safe and hidden? Can he give you that?" Boethia said.

"I'm good. Now leave me alone." I said as I walked over to the stairs.

"You leave me no choice. Kill her!" Boethia said. I turned and usedy Voice.

"FOS RO DAH!" I shouted and all of the followers were sent to the ground. I pulled out my dagger and stabbed the first follower and I was soon overwhelmed by followers.

Soon, almost everyone was dead. Except my sister. I looked down at her and walked away.

"Stay away from me. I am already taken." I said. The priestess glared at me before she died. I sighed and walked out.

"You made a horrid mistake sister."