Skyrim: Return to Sovngarde

Skuldafn, still the same it was after clearing the place of Draugr and Dragons that were under Alduin's wing. Renee had climbed the Jerall Mountains to visit this almost out of reach place, despite she could've asked Odahviing to fly her here. The place was quiet, as quiet as an abandoned town similar to Hackdiirt, if it still even exists in Cyrodiil. The Argonian Vampire made her way through the doors and towards the upper area after reaching the second floor in the exterior area of Skuldafn, turning around the corner and up the stairs where the supposed upper middle section of the floor contained the portal to Sovngarde.

"This..." Kjen'eck-Ba, her Grandfather appearing out of the Daedric Spear whom he had bound his soul to upon his death. "This place... You said it contained an entrance to Sovngarde where this... 'Alduin' you speak of, created?"

Renee walked near the stairs, looking over the remains of the Dragon Priest, Nahkriin, she had slain just a few years back. Kneeling, she grabbed a piece of cloth which slowly dissolves as she rubs it between her fingers as if it were just simple dust. "Yes, Just as you were as you told me the Nerevarine... The err... Incarnation of Lord Nerevar of the Tribunal... I'm the Dovahkiin... Alduin much Mythic Dawn, Mehrunes Dagon, and the King of Worms known as... I think Mannimarco, right?" She turned as Kjen'eck-Ba nodded, then started walking around the area of the portal to Sovngarde, now laying in ruins. It's presence still hummed with energy but it was very faint. The Dragon Priest shaped Staff which stood at the very top of the small set of stairs which was also the very staff of Nahkriin that held the portal to Sovngarde open was also in ruins open.

Kjen'eck-Ba studied it carefully, he had trouble believing that Sovngarde existed, even hearing it out of the very words from his own Granddaughter, despite raised by Nords. He stares at it closely for a moment, but a shine caught his eye where the portal seemed to shuffle and shift, stones clattering together as a strange ray of energy swirls towards Renee, which caught her off guard as she is sucked within the portal, falling unconscious.

"...Renee, Renee wake up!"

The Vampire, lazily opening her eyes as she slowly sits up but is shocked to see that Kjen'eck-Ba could touch her freely without the need of draining half her life force along with her Magicka and Stamina. "Kjen'eck-Ba... You can... But..."

"That's what I don't understand, I can't even go into my Spear even if I wanted to. This is a strange yet peaceful place wherever the hell we are..."

That moment, the colours in the sky struck her mind, she was in Sovngarde again. How she got back to Sovngarde is a mystery to her. Had she died? No, it's impossible... To suddenly die without any reason but knowing Tsun could simply bring her back. Slowly, she got up to her feet as she sees Kjen'eck-Ba sling the Spear over his back, as if he were alive again as they made their way along the path, Kjen'eck-Ba had to follow Renee knowing her deep study and understanding with the Nords, even forming a strong kinship with them than possibly any other Argonian that lived.

A Tall man, Nord in appearance and taller than the average height a full grown Nord would be as he guards the whale bone bridge, shocked to see that Renee had returned but rather happy. "Dragonborn! It seems you have met your fate, I welcome you back in Sovngarde with open arms. I am sure that many of our kinsmen will want to hear about your many tales!"

"Tsun! But I... I haven't... I came back to... No... Nothing, thank you. How about another duel like my first time? It's been a while since I've had a proper duel, hmm?"

"Ahh, you may be Argonian, but you have the heart and fire of a Nord." Taking his Ancient Nord Battleaxe from his back and into his arms. "Let us see your arm in battle, if it has changed over the years!"

"Sorry, Kjen'eck-Ba, I need to borrow the Spear for a few moments!" Lightly taking the Spear out of her Grandfather's hands as he was rather surprised. Just how much does she know and understand the Nords!? He shook his head, rather disappointed with Renee for living with the Nords for too long as he found them rather savage people, knowing they have been the slight bitter enemies with the Argonians for centuries. But to find his granddaughter much like a Nord than an Argonian seemed too much for him to take in and believe.

Kjen'eck-Ba snapped to reality as he spots Renee performing his signature move he calls the 'Spear's Dance'. Where as impaling the Spear into the ground while throwing his weight over planting a single or double kick to the opponent which mostly knocked them over with a finisher killer move by removing the Spear, with a foot pressing to their chest and meeting the Spear's head to the neck or chest of the opponent, finishing them. However, Renee did not drive the Spear into Tsun, but instead stopped and helped him back up to his feet.

"Like a true Nord, your skills show no dull. How great you must have been over the years after your return to Tamriel! Come, you are free to head inside to the Great Feast to meet the other heroes and valiant warriors who await your return." Tsun stepped aside, with a slight gesture telling her it is safe as Renee nodded. Carefully, she and Kjen'eck-Ba crossed the whalebone bridge as Kjen'eck-Ba shuddered.

"It scares me to see how much you behave like a Nord and not like an Argonian, my dearest Granddaughter... If only Mai'kur-Ja did not abandon you like this... And the unfortunate happens of Swift-Slicer... Tch..."

"Nonsense, Grandfather! Many of our ancestors could've been raised by other races, show some respect for all other races, really..." She snapped angrily in defense "Unlike you and the other ancestors of our blood, I show deep respect for all other races. I don't care about what race I am or someone such as yourself tell me I can't fit in. I'm a true daughter of Skyrim since my birth." With a scoff, she opened the large doors and entered the Hall of Valor's grand feasting hall where many Nords greeted her. Kjen'eck-Ba could not understand as the language they spoke is Nordic, Renee being very fluent and understanding of the language also spoke.

'By the Hist... She even knows how to speak Skyrim's primary language too... Why must my dearest Shadow Stalker choose to live in such a harsh place instead of remaining in Cyrodiil or any other non-hostile cold areas such as the province itself...' His attention was returned when he listens to Renee explain his appearance, but then hearing the familiar voice from 225 years ago.

"Kjen'eck-Ba! My friend, it is you! How did you end up in Sovngarde?" Ulfgar the Unending, Kjen'eck-Ba himself knew him from Solsteim when he was at loss from losing his friends after slaying a wizard named Grimkell after the unfortunate betrayal at Brodir Grove in Solsteim.

"Ulfgar! It's you! Well, I'm bound to the Spear here, now carried by my Granddaughter here, Renee whom is the Dragonborn... Or in the so-called 'Dragon Toungue', Dovahkiin."

"Aye, that Renee's a fine lass. Being able to take down the terrible black dragon, Alduin and his followers. I myself find it hard to believe, that you are the Nerevarine as she is the Dragonborn. I hope you have put my standing stone to good use, along with Hunroor's, Nikulas's, and Erlendr's."

"I have been putting your blessings to good use throughout my lifetimes, friend. I really enjoyed the battle we had and consider you the strongest opponent I had battled."

Ulfgar gave a hearty laugh as he then offers another battle, this time a friendly duel unlike the fierce battle he had offered him those 225 years ago. "Another battle? Sounds good! Lets go!" The Nords cleared up the area as they gathered around the duel. Renee watched but her vision was clouded as she could see Kjen'eck-Ba from a time where he and Ulfgar were still alive, battling a fierce and nasty battle at Ulfgar's request himself. Renee could see that Ulfgar was thanking him for sending his Soul to Sovngarde.

After the vision, Kjen'eck-Ba had stood victorious as the two shook hands, ending their duel as they sheathed their weapons. "For many years, friend, you have not lost your touch one bit!" With a hard smack to the back as he chuckled, causing Kjen'eck-Ba to fall forward as the other Nords cheered and began singing a couple songs, Kjen'eck-Ba chuckling and laughing with joy with response. "You as well, Ulfgar!"

Renee approached Ulfgar, requesting she would hear his story which dated 725 years back to Ysgramor's time as he did. She listened carefully to his tale.