Greetings

Over the following months, Mithifus ("Foundation Agent") could be found all across the continent of Skyrim and many adjacent locations: Wyrmstooth, Falskaar, Moonpath to Elsweyr, Solstheim, etc...

The result of this expedition is subtle and unnoticeable to those who would like to know, but many important figures across the land began to wear an innocuous ring on their right hand.

It was high-quality and unassuming, but the runic engravings covering the surface spoke of its importance. From Mavin Black-Briar of Riften, to Neloth of Tel Mithryn....from Savos Aren of Winterhold to Cheif Lieutenant Rikke of the Imperial Legion.

Many influential and/or key figures throughout the region joined the mysterious Foundation under the gentle hands of Mithifus, some by willful engagement, others by force.

Many in contact with these new members inquired about the new jewelry, but simple explanations like "it represents my dedication to my station" or "found it at the local market for a good price" will suffice people's curiosity.

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'The groundwork has been laid. The Dragonborn will be appearing soon, so the last preparation must be made. I will give The Foundation historical credibility through a few key 'ancient remains' that will conveniently be discovered soon, and I will also provide a witness...' Mithifus smiled at that last thought, as he walked away from Dimhallow Cave.

His hand held a vial of blood taken from a sleeping maiden that will continue to sleep until her 'hero' comes to save her...' sorry beautiful lady, I'm not your hero this time around...could never marry you anyways...'

*chuckle*

With a little laugh at his own joke, Mithifus pocketed the vial and headed North toward Castle Volkihar.....

'I'll find one of the oldest Foundation members still alive within the Soul Cairn...'

....(Scene Break-Timskip)...

".....I can't believe we made it out of Helgen alive."

A panting Hadvar was bending over, barely able to breathe with a Nord ex-prisoner beside him. They worked together to escape the dragon attack...

'Dragons, they're actually real in this new world I've found myself in...' Hadvar thought to himself, he just transmigrated into this body after diving into the "Skyrim" world through Dome City.

'First things first, I should ditch this rando before running to the town of Riverwood nearby, my uncle apparently lives there and can help me deliver the message to my new commander...' with that thought, Hadvar turned to the exhausted-looking stranger before speaking.

"Thanks for your help friend, you're free now so good luck. I have to quickly deliver a report on what happened...be safe!..." Hadvar darted down the nearby path leaving the soon-to-be-known Dragonborn all alone.

...(POV CHANGE)....

I watched as this Hadvar guy takes off running...' defiantly a Traveler like me, otherwise he wouldn't have an indifferent or almost excited look on his face after that fiasco....moreover, he lost good friends in that raid.'

I didn't think about it anymore as I got up, dusted myself off, and began making my way down the path. I walked for a couple of hours passing by lush forests and beautiful scenery...' truly a beautiful place, my favorite yet I'm certain...'

I turned at the next bend on the road, and off in the distance, I saw three large stones clustered together with what looked like engravings on their surface...I couldn't make them out due to the distance.

What I could see is a mysterious-looking man standing in front of a particular stone. He was draped in a black trench coat with a top hat, his gloved hands crossed over the head of a marble walking stick. It looked picture-esc with the sun setting behind his silhouette...

I knew from the very second I saw the man that I wanted nothing to do with him....so I immediately tried to creep in the opposite direction only to hear a deep and majestic voice in my ear like a whisper. Instinctively I knew that it was the masked man's voice, even though that was impossible from this distance.

"Come here Igrid, that is your name right Nord?.... I'd like to talk for a little while before you begin your journey..."

A chill ran up my back but I resigned myself to whatever happened before turning and approaching the man that never looked away from that particular statue. When I arrived at his left, I simply turned to look at the same statue while I awaited my fate.

*chuckle*

"Be calm young man, you're far too important for what's to come....you can't simply die here, it's not becoming of a hero like yourself..." the mysterious man spoke humorously through his mask.

I let out a large breath I didn't know I was holding before looking at him questioningly, a little more relaxed than before.

"How do you know my name? How'd you know I'd be here?....who are you?..." before I could reign myself in, I begin to ask questions, but the man raising his gloved hand in a stop gesture made me glue my mouth shut.

"Firstly..."