The Rat’s grubby letter warned us that General Malivus, Molag Bal’s Xivkyn leader in the Imperial City, had already begun his assault upon the Dragonfire Cathedral. Thankfully though Captain Caudex and his soldiers had gone on ahead of us to prepare the defences and blockade the main entrance.

In the meantime Father Egnatius had finished translating the mysterious scroll. It contains a ritual to be performed within the Cathedral, that can imbue a mortal with the immortal blessing of Akatosh. The recipient of the blessing will however be duty bound to protect the relic in the Cathedral forever. The Drake of Blades volunteers herself for this most undesirable honour. Whilst understandably reluctant, I think she somehow always knew her fate was tied to that of this relic. A long time ago she committed her life to the Dragonguards, swearing fealty to the Emperor. Yet without the Sublime Brazier there can be no Dragonfires, and thus no Emperor. I can’t imagine though she expected her life of service would turn out to be an eternal one.

As the Drake knelt before the Brazier and Father Egnatius began the ritual, a huge explosion signaled that the outer doors had been breached. Captain Caudex and I rushed to meet the Daedric incursion at the battlements. We overcame the initial onslaught, however portals opened within the main chamber behind us, eventually leading to the arrival of General Malivus himself.

Even when we had overcome this formidable Xivkyn, it seemed all was lost for us as yet more portals opened and a whole company of Daedra charged the Brazier with single minded intent of destruction. But they themselves were too late for the ritual was complete. The Drake of Blades rose majestically above us all engulfed in the flames of the Brazier, and unleashed a mighty wave of Divine fire across the whole sacred chamber that washed away every last Daeda.

S.K