Chapter 746: Children of the All-Maker
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Things took an interesting turn on Solstheim. While distrust and fear were prevalent among the involved parties, the end of Miraak's control over the minds of the innocent sparked a widespread purge of anything that may relate to Hermaeus Mora and the Cult of Miraak. This happened both in Raven Rock and the Skaal's villages.
The Nords and the Dunmer of the two sides were fairly some of the most headstrong xenophobes on Tamriel but years of commerce and negotiations taught them to be lenient with each other in times like these.
As for Jon Dare, he was seen in the Skaal village and in Raven Rock to meet with the headmen of the settlements and offer the last bit of help he could. He needed to make sure that there were no remnants of Miraak's cult and that there was no problem that may arise from the fact that he spared Miraak in order to dodge Mora's curse.
In a way, Miraak was the most critical danger Jon would have faced and now that he is done with it, Jon felt less attached to the place but still did his duty to preserve the peace and maintain the partnership between Solstheim and Winterhold. Soon, House Redoran would contact the Dare Dragon Company to make things clear and clear the debt they have with Jon for this situation. Jon had yet to learn what to expect from them and he didn't bother either way.
The other man he met was the Elder Shaman of the Skaal, Storn Crag-Strider, the man who was supposed to be sacrificed to Hermaeus Mora in order to break the Alliance between him and Miraak.
Hermaeus Mora wanted something from Storn Crag-Strider, a secret of the All-Maker, and Jon almost had some idea what that was.
"The Children of the All-Maker." Jon said as he put down the herbal tea offered by the Shaman, "What are they?"
Jon's question was direct but there was no need to shy out from asking, especially with Nefertiti by his side, as she shares a lot of similarities with those so-called children.
"There is no need to keep it a secret from you, Bloodskal." The shaman took out another brew from the cauldron and sat on the floor of his shack facing Jon.
"Entertain me!" Jon sipped the bitter brew and carefully listened.
"Long ago, before the age of mer and men, the world belonged to the Old Ones, the Dragons of Time, the Giants of Frost, the Great Beasts, and the Ancient Roots. The old wanderers were always fearful and resisted the temptations of falling under the authority of the old ones. Their way was the Old Ways.
The All-Maker was revered by all back then, all of existence recognized him as the hand of creation, he wasn't given any names or seen by any other attributes other than what we Skaal recognize him by in the present. The One, the Origin, the Everything, or simply the World."
"Interesting!"
"Quite put, he wasn't called the All-Maker until he became less popular among the old wanderers, but we Skaal remained true.
Either way, the Spirits of old were always interchanging and took many forms, some Animalistic while others Humanoid, but there was a time when there wasn't much difference between all creation, what was human-like can have some attributes of animals and what was beast-like had human features.
It is impossible to argue that we were always the way we were and we shall remain what we are. Look at the Dunmer, their skin was brass when they were Chimer and then Gray when they turned.
But some of us can still be closer to the earliest stages of creation than others, those who remember the Dawn, as we call them in ancient stories. Some spirits that started with lesser strength and intellect managed to beat the odds and develop their ancient blood to become stronger, smarter, and more human-like.
Jon looked away and turned to the people who were on the ship with him.
"Hooman!"
A small child was calling and waving for him to come join the rest of the group. Of them was his first wife who smiled as her hair fluttered with her beautiful red dress, then his second wife who stood on the rail of the hull as she held a rope with all the dare in the world, then his brother who sat on a ship barrel while cleaning his weapons from the blood on them, then the rest of his gang from the time when he was outside Skyrim.
Jon walked over to Nefertiti and patted her head affectionately.
He learned a few interesting things about Hermaeus Mora's agenda from the Head Shaman of the Skaal.
The Spirits of Mundus form when creatures ascend from a lesser state to a greater one. Just like mortals who ascend to CHIM, beings with lesser kinds of souls ascend to spirits. What differentiates between mortals and other lesser creatures is the type of soul they have. A Black Soul is the standard of all mortals with some exceptions when it comes to Argonians but as for Beasts, they have white souls which can range from Minor to Lesser to Medium to Greater to Grand as the common categorization goes.
A Cat like Nefertiti should have had a soul of the Minor or Lesser grade even though Jon would disagree and go all the way for Grand. As she grew from a normal cat to a Fey or a Spirit, she underwent a lot of transformation thanks to her link with Jon and the blessing of Hircine lay upon her.
Eventually, Jon's growth was enough for her to become what she is today, and even in the Shadow World, she has a greater image where she is one of the largest Shadow Fey.
As for other beasts, namely the Caenlorn Beasts from Solstheim, they have developed in different ways according to the secret shamanic practices of the Skaal. The Elder Shaman of the Skaal revealed to Jon that each Shaman adopts one animal (preferably wolves) and raises it as a Caenlorn beast. The methodology is different from what made Nefertiti a Spirit but it is certainly an effective one albeit succeeding in very rare cases.
Hermaeus Mora was very interested in that method. The reason is unknown to the Skaal but they can guess it is just the neverending greed of the Old Man of the Wood, Herma Mora.
As for Jon, he sensed that it was something else, something much different than what the Head Shaman said. It may not relate to Jon or his Fate but what Hermaeus Mora had in mind for the method that creates such Fey must be very enticing for the Daedric Prince to simply offer to give up on his rebellious champion.
What could it be?
Was he ever going to find out?
Should he even try to find out?
Jon's mind was jammed with such questions but he knew he should focus on something else right now.
Miraak, one of the Three Main Antagonists, is defeated.
With the third of his Fate fulfilled, Jon was ready to march on the other two antagonists as soon as he landed in Winterhold.
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