Imposters/Imposters

*SHHhhhhhkkkK!*

On the island of Solstheim in the middle of an ashen field, a line opens up in midair, tracing around slowly to form a door... A Dimension Gate.

"GET THROUGH! QUICKLY!" a voice shouts as it completely opens, allowing many men and women to run through it as flames lick at their heels.

A luxuriously yet slightly scorched blue-haired man runs through, followed by a tall pink-haired girl who slams the Dimension Gate shut behind them, just a monstrous dragon's head approaches as if trying to follow them through.

"YOU WILL NOT PASS, BEAST!" Louise de La Valliere shouts as she flicks her wand, shutting the magical entrance before the creature could cause any harm... Once closed, she drops onto her back and breathes a long sigh of relief, along with everyone else they'd managed to bring with them.

"Hah... I have to say, girl, you have exceeded my expectation of your talent... Hah..." Joseph de Gallia, former King of the former country, Gallia remarks. "How you figured out to follow your... Former-Familiar's trail here is a marvel of magic..."

Louise sniffs in derision, "At least he served one use, other than making my life hell."

"My King..." Loutiel, the white-haired storm mage quietly asks, drawing their attention.

"What, slave?" Joseph grouses, following Loutiel's eyes towards the land around them, finally taking note to where they'd ended up. "What manner of place is this...?"

"Did we end up near a volcano?" Louise mutters.

Loutiel shakes his head in thought, "I've seen a place like this before, it's similar to an Eastern 'Hot Spring'... He casts a weak cooling spell on himself, "I doubt any would find much use for it considering the sun of this place..."

"So what are our plans then? My only thoughts were to escape that world-ending dragon..." Joseph admits, not having planned anything else out. To be honest, he expected their venture to fail and lead to the death of everyone involved.

"My only goal is revenge. I want to find my familiar and make him suffer." Louise growls, memories of everyone she'd lost because of him flashing through her mind.

Joseph nods, "If that's what you want, we'll support you... I suspect he'll be far more powerful now that he'd had time to grow... He was a force of nature with relatively little training from what I've heard..." he glances around, "Let's search this place for civilisation and begin work on colonising it, if we cannot beat the False-Familiar alone then let us use an army-"

"Wait... Do you hear that?" Louise stops him and looks up with her ears twitching...

"Bo... Stin... Mu...." a voice whispers on the wind, barely audible to Louise and no one else...

"Do you hear that?... Someone's trying to speak to us..." she asks, raising the brows of a few listening.

"No. What do you hear?" Joseph questions.

Louise shakes her head, "I'm not sure... It's not a language I know but, I think... It wants us to come to it..." she looks off in a direction, "That way..." she says, following the voice while everyone else hurries along behind her, unwilling to leave the person that'd brought them salvation.

They journey for a couple miles until they stumble across a strange ruin, pillars with strange inscriptions were positioned in a circular formation, surrounding a singular glowing statue of some strange creature...

*BO... STIN... MU...." the voice, now louder, growls in Louise' ears.

"I don't know what that means." she questions with squinted glare.

"Miss Valliere, perhaps we should be wary of exploring this foreign magic... This world is unlike our own, magic flows freely, inhabiting everything. We should be cautious of whatever you're hearing..." Loutiel warns.

Louise shakes her head, "I think, it means no harm..." she tilts her head to the side, "It wants to, help...?"

"Miss Valliere-"

"It wants me to free it..." she wonders aloud, "It was halfway there, but something stopped it... Only I can help it now..."

"Miss Valliere!" Joseph exclaims, grabbing the girl's shoulder and freeing her from the trance. "We should leave, this place is dangerous!"

Louise nods, "It is but, I believe this might be the key to our worries. This being doesn't feel hostile, I believe freeing it would be the best course of action..."

"A-are you mad? We've just entered this world and you seek to deal with unknown beings!?" Joseph exclaims with wide eyes.

Louise brushes off the former-king's hand, "This is what I've decided. I will assist this being, if you wish to help and seek fortune you may, if not, leave and try your luck on your own."

...

"Fine, we'll dabble with beings unknown, let us see if your gamble is a boon, or dooms us all." Joseph says with folded arms before looking to his subjects that'd survived the catastrophe, "All of you! Let us make this new land our own! Harvest wood, stone, and any other resources nearby! LET US WITNESS THE BIRTH OF THE KINGDOM OF HALKEGINIA!"

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Elsewhere, Miraak watches with keen attention, the arrival of these foreign beings had sparked hope within him... Foreign beings had sealed his prison, so it was only fate that foreign beings would too, free him.

His magics weren't able to completely influence the pink-haired girl, but it was enough to push her towards his will. She was the key to his lock, he felt it in his bones, his soul.

With Hermaeus Mora all but catatonic from the separation of Oblivion and Nirn, he was more confident than ever that his freshly made plans would succeed. The Return of the Dragons only made it more apparent that his return was fated, he would lead an army of mortals and dragons to claim Tamriel, it was his birth-given right as the First mortal child of Akatosh, the first Dragonborn.