Post by Vokunulov on Feb 28, 2012 13:59:21 GMT -6
Vokunulov looked to the West, the general direction of Valthume, and nodded his scaly head. It was true, Valthume was once the home of one of the Dragon Priests and their cult... it was just a very cryptic and desolate place now, filled with draugr, skeever, and giant frost spiders. Vokunulov hadn't been near the tomb in quite some time, but he remembered it's location very well.
"Ahhh yes.... Valthume was once the home of the Dragon Priest Hevnoraak. Hevno, the first part of his name, means brutal in the dragon tongue. He certainly earned his name during his time here," Vokunulov told him, glancing at the mask the Nord wore, "And you are welcome, Dovahkiin. I must go before I attract the wrong kind of... attention. Beyond High Hrothgar is the path that leads to the top of the Throat of the World. When you are ready, your voice will show you the way... should you need to speak with me again. Farewell, Wilhelm Bear-Heart."
The old dragon pushed off the ground and flew away, heading back to the tallest mountain in all of Tamriel where he would await the end of the world.
"Ahhh yes.... Valthume was once the home of the Dragon Priest Hevnoraak. Hevno, the first part of his name, means brutal in the dragon tongue. He certainly earned his name during his time here," Vokunulov told him, glancing at the mask the Nord wore, "And you are welcome, Dovahkiin. I must go before I attract the wrong kind of... attention. Beyond High Hrothgar is the path that leads to the top of the Throat of the World. When you are ready, your voice will show you the way... should you need to speak with me again. Farewell, Wilhelm Bear-Heart."
The old dragon pushed off the ground and flew away, heading back to the tallest mountain in all of Tamriel where he would await the end of the world.
