bkd57Jul 01, 2014Jul 01, 2014 at 02:04 AM
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Rak'Shiri the Ancient One
A sorcerer one of the first born beings on the mortal plane, immortal, elder and defender of the much beloved Khajiit race.
Destined to roan the land alone in search of the last of his kind, a lost beloved sister. Vowing never to take a mate for the pain of watching them grow old and die would be more then he could stand. For he has enough burdens that weigh him down, the down fall of his siblings, the near total destruction of the race that for so many years he protected
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ESO UserID: bkd57
Full Name: Rak'Shiri the Ancient One
Title: Elder and Guardian of the Khajiit race
Age: Unknown
Life Status:Immortal
Birth Place: Mortal plane(Nirn)
Place of Conception: Aetherius realm
Lunar Lattice Phases at Birth: First Mane to rise in the mortal realm with a blood red third moon
Mother: Nirni
Father: Unknown
Siblings: 7 brothers and 8 sisters
Siblings current locations: 14 are trapped in Coldharbour by Molag Bal / 1 lost in Tamriel
Litter Status: Runt
Original Race: Unknown (change into a Khajiit by Fadomai)
Gender: Male
Class: Sorcerer
Faction Alliance: Aldmeri Dominion
Favorite weapon: Destruction Staff (Fire)
Backup Melee: Dual Wield
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 155 lbs
Hair Color: Golden
Fur Color: White with black stripes
Eyes: Yellow and clear
Tattoos & Markings: none
Clothing Description: Cloth is my main choose for the magicka and health. But as a Khajiit i may wear medium armor. In time i will craft the best legendary armor so that my sorcerer can take his rightful place as a force to be reckoned with.
Support Team: I have 6 characters that do the job of holding all my crafting materials. They stand in the bank like good minions and wait for there master to return with the spoils he has picked up from his great adventures
Hirelings: 24 are there number for they scurry the land gathering materials for there master.
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Any race that mistreat or abuse any Khajiit.
The act of shedding the blood of any of the mortal races ( for from the beginning of the mortal plane till the fall of the sixteen Elders in 1E 2260 the only lives i took where the Daedra in the defense of the Khajiit.
Seeing the Khajiit in every city i travel to reduced to slaves or servants,for the other races.
(for they where the jewel of all the created races)
The Thrassian Plague (which was created and caused by the bestial race known as the Sload) struck Tamriel in 1E 2260 and wiped out vast numbers of Khajiit, leaving behind only two primary kingdoms for only two Elders remained.
The disappearance of all of the first great ancient races .That where from the beginning .For now all that we have to remember then, is there ruined cities and fragments of there once great magnificent cultures.
The fall of my siblings and there lost at the great battle with Molag Bal in 1E 2066.
My beloved missing sister Raj'Shiri that i can not find.
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Things i like and that give me great joy
That the Khajiit have grown back to there former numbers after the Thrassian Plague.
That all races now stand and fight Molag Bal and his dark portals.
The formation of the 3 factions,for now the races are learning to live together.(For this was not so in the beginning.)
The cultures and cities that exist today, not as grand and magnificent as the ones of old that passed away. But are still a great achievement to the races that have evolved from then.
The life long friends that i have Divayth Fyr and Yagrum Bagarn that are still living today.
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HISTORY
The back ground story that leads up to my birth and change into a Khajiit
This story begins with the original litter mates, Ahnurr and Fadomai (Anu and Padomay). These two gave birth to all of the great spiritual children, including Alkosh the first cat (Akatosh), Khenarthi (Kynareth), Magrus (Magnus), Mara, and S'rendarr (Stendarr). A second litter of children soon followed, including Merrunz (Mehrunes Dagon), Mafala (Mephala), and Sangiin (Sanguine), among others. Ahnurr did not want further children, but Fadomai was persuaded by her elder children to birth one more litter, this final group containing Azurah, Nirni, and the moons. At this, Ahnurr became angry at Fadomai, who fled to the void, and birthed one last child, Lorkhaj. Fadomai knew she was dying, her life having been drained by her birth, but she gave to Nirni a gift, that she would birth children of her own.
Nirni went to Lorkhaj, asking him to form a dwelling place for her children. This he did, but he tricked his siblings, forming the mortal plane and trapping many of them there with him. Most of Fadomai's first litter were trapped, while her second litter saw the danger and fled. Into this dwelling, Nirni birthed many children, the various human and mer races of Tamriel. However, one of Fadomai's children, Azurah, had also been given a gift by their mother. She was given permission to take one of Nirni's children, and reshape them to her own liking, so long as she made them the fastest, cleverest, and most beautiful of all creatures.
Azurah chose a group of forest dwellers among Nirni's children, and from them, she formed the Khajiit. Nirni was furious at this, and ask her sibling Y'ffer to punish the Khajiit. He did this by turning their grasslands into a dry burning desert, and their forests into poisonous marshes. The Khajiit, however, were protected by Azurah, who taught them the secret of the moons (the Lunar Lattice in Khajiiti terms), and how to change their shapes to survive. Those forest dwellers who stayed true to their mother, Nirni, were turned into the Bosmer, and given the lush forests of Valenwood as their home.
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My Birth and Change into a Khajiit
We where conceived in the Aetherius realm.Being of the first litter of Nirni born in the mortal plane We where born as immortal.We where not like the ones who where conceived and born in the Aetherius realm for they where Divine. On the night of our birth the first mane moon appeared as Masser and Secunda joined together, the third moon rose to meet the others its color was as red as blood.Sixteen where in the first litter born that night,one for each of the Lunar Lattice.Nirni birthed many children after her first litter, the various human and mer races of Tamriel.Fadomai disappointed at the decision that Nirni had made towards the Khajiit to have them punished.
So Fadomai changed Nirni first litter born on the mortal plane us sixteen into the image of the Khajiit to punish her.
Fadomai asked some of her children the Eight Divines, who bound themselves to the new plane, that each make two scrolls sixteen in total to helps us guide the new formed race of Khajiit that Azurah had made.So that each Khajiit would know that we where Elders the prefix Ra was at the start of each of our names and it would end in ri. Each one of us was given care over the Khajiit born under the sign of the Lunar Lattice and so the sixteen kingdoms where formed.
I was born one of two runts of the litter for i had a sister Raj'Shiri. We where not as great in statue as our other siblings and we grew weak very easy, so we clung to each other and never parted .For we gained strength form each other.S'rendarr, the Runt. the God of Mercy took pity on us and granted endurance and strength to us when we where apart.
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This was the beginning of the Merethic Era
During this time period the Khajiit grew in numbers and all was well in the land. For the scrolls would warn us if any of the other races would invade our land. And the Khajiit would move from that area, so the invaders found only wasteland with no inhabitants.For the north was dry burning desert and the south poisonous marshes. Through the first part of this era the land that Y'ffer had changed to punish the Khajiit turned out to be the greatest blessing they could have received.For it keep them separated and safe form the influence of the other races.
During this time the Daedra who had created there own realms that each prince ruled over became jealous of the creation the Aedra had made in the mortal plane. The Daedra would visit each race and inflict as much harm as they could by starting wars between the different races. The Khajiit where the jewel of all created races. And the Daedra soon set there eyes upon them, for they had remained pure from there creation for they had not yet spilled the blood of any of the other races.It was at this time that the scrolls would warn us Elders the sixteen that the Daedra would open a portal to our land and bring forth there evil.At the place the portal was to open we the sixteen would unite as one and turn them back to where they had come. Time after time we won the battles and our beloved Khajiit remained pure untainted by the evil the other races had embraced.
At the midpoint of this Era the Khajiit had grown into great numbers so no long could they move so the other races would not know of there existence. The Daedra Princes spread word of a land and people known as the Khajiit the jewel of created races.The other races took offense at this for they all believed they where the jewel of creation. So many nations over this period of time try to invade the land, all the armies that came from the north where defeated by the harsh burning desert.
Now the Bosmer of Valenwood believed that they alone where the true jewel for they had remained true to there mother Nirni, for they had been given the lush forest. And in this forest the first battle was fought. The scrolls warned us of a great army massing on the border to the west Valenwood. So all the Khajiit of fighting age assembled and prepared for there first war.As the Bosmer shouted there battle cry and the first Khajiit fell for this was the first time in there history that one had died at the hand of another race. The others seeing there brother fall charged forth, so the first blood had been shed of another race at the hand of a Khajiit. The battle lasted many days and nights thousands from both side fell and lay dead in the forest. The invaders had been turned back and the Khajiit returned home a changed people there innocence had been taken from them. To the end of this Era many small conflicts where waged but none like the first one.
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The start of the First Era
Khajiit early in the First Era,were a model of cooperative specialization and harmony compared to other races of the time.Some Khajiit at this time ventured north and east out of Elsweyr to explore Cyrodiil.Topal the Pilot was an Aldmer explorer. From Topal Bay He traveled up the river, in what is today known as the Niben River. He continued up this river until he eventually reached Lake Rumare, encountering along the way Khajiit, far from their Elsweyr homeland of today. Early in this Era a great war broke out in Cyrodiil as the human uprising against the Ayleid(Wild Elves or Heartland High Elves started.The Ayleids made deals with Daedra for more power, blessings, and other advantages.They employed entire armies of Daedra to conquer, subjugate, and enforce their rule. In the earliest Cyro-Nordic stories, Shezarr fought against the Ayleids on mankind's behalf, then vanished, presumably to go help humans elsewhere. Without his leadership, the Ayleids dominated and enslaved the men of Cyrodiil. The Alessian Slave Rebellion lead by Pelinal Whitestrake "legendary immortal hero" mistook the Khajiit living in Cyrodiil for another type of Aldmeri, slaughtering many before his mistake became apparent.Durning this time no army entered Elsweyr through the desert in the north.
The 16 kingdoms grew along with the people, in the south plantations grew to supply the kingdoms with moonsuger the holiest of substances to the Khajiit.The Khajiit believe moonsugar to be "crystallized moonlight," which is caught in the Topal Sea and brought to the sugarcane groves of the Tenmar by its twin tides. This is said to be a blessing that the Khajiiti gods reguarly bestow upon their chosen people. According to the Words of Clan Mother Ahnissi, the light from the moons shone down on Elsweyr's marshes and became sugar when Azurah spoke the Third Secret to the first Khajiit on Nirn. Riddle'Thar, the cosmic order deity of the Khajiiti, is also known as the Sugar God. For peace ruled over the land for many years.
The Daedra Princes where enraged that they had influenced all the other races but had always been repelled by the Elders . So under the command of Molag Bal he gathered all the Daedra Princes together to make war against the Khajiit and the Elders that protected them.The scrolls warned us of the upcoming Daedra invasion so the sixteen Elders prepared for the upcoming battle
The Great Daedra Battle with the Elders
This was the year 1E 2260.
The scrolls told us of the place that the portal would be opened, the place of our birth into this mortal plane was the location.On the day of the battle we all meet together united as one as we had done so many times before.Of the sixteen Elders, 4 had been granted great strength for they worn steel armor and carried a great shield and sword able to hold back the strongest foes,4 had been granted great speed and agility able to cut a path through the enemy at lightning speed.These 8 where our front line.In the back stood our casters able to wield the strongest magic , 2 cast ice,2 lightning and 2 fire of which i was one. The last 2 cast spells one to consecrate the ground on which we stood so the taint of corruption of the Daedra would not pollute the land.The last my beloved sister Raj'shire cast spells to unite us all as one.
As the day began to end the air became heavy, the wind died down and a eerie silence fell upon the land.
As Masser and Secunda rose and joined together the third moon rose to join them its color as red as blood. As it was at the time of our births. For this was the 2nd mane for no other had be seen from the first one till this night.
As the final moon settled into place a crackling sound was heard as the portal from the planes of Oblivion started to open. We all stood ready for the battle . In one voice we shouted "FOR THE KHAJIIT". Then the portal opened only wide enough for a few hundred to pass through at a time , wave after wave of Daedra minions poured through. After a few hundred waves of minions a prince would appear. But each wave was cut down and none where allowed to pass as there bodies fell upon the hallowed ground it was returned back to the void.Many Princes where turned back that night and thousands on minions cut down. The battle raged all night and dawn would soon be upon us.
Now this was the night of my downfall.
As the portal was starting to close Molag Bal enraged by the defeat of his army, himself appeared through the portal. At this point i was growing weary for the battle was long and it had drained much of my strength. I had not much left to fight with. As he gazed upon us to see who could have turn back the forces that he had sent.His gaze rested upon me, my heart was filled with a icy fear that numbed my very soul. As the last of my strength was failing, my body numb. The scroll in which i held so tight, the source of all my power fell from my hand and hit the ground.
My sister Raj'shiri who stood beside me feeling my pain as we where linked together as runts from birth dropped her scroll and grabbed me tight. For i was in so much pain and she could feel the agony i was in. She had stopped casting the unity spell and with two scrolls on the ground. The bond that held the sixteen together as one was broken. Molag Bal grabbed the fourteen in his icy grip and pulled them through the portal, as he did there scrolls fell to the ground.But he could not pull us two through as we where bond to each other and the rift was closing fast. With one last scream which shook the mortal plane the sixteen scrolls where cast to the four corners of Tamriel to be lost forever.And with the last breath from his nostrils before the portal closed he separated me and my sister and we where hurled out into Tamriel never to see each other again.
With the fall of the Elders and there protection gone the Thrassian Plague (which was created and caused by the bestial race known as the Sload) struck Tamriel in 1E 2260 and wiped out vast numbers of Khajiit, leaving behind only two primary kingdoms for only two Elders remained.
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This is the history of the Khajiit people from the beginning of there creation, some of this is in your lore most of it was never recorded down in history. From this date on i do not know what happened to my beloved Khajiit people.
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The time of my awakening
When i awoke i was in a strange land of the likes i had never seen. For all that i had known of the mortal plane was the land that the Khajiit dwelt in, dry burning desert and poisonous marches.As my senses started to return to me the realization of what had just happened gripped my very soul.My siblings lost, taken by Molag Bal, My beloved sister Raj'Shiri lost somewhere, all along in this world. Was more then i could bear,as my heart sank into despair i was found by a stranger.He picked me up and took me to his dwelling where he tended to my physical wounds.But the greatest wounds i had suffered where in my heart.As i recovered he told me his name was Seif-ij Hidja apprentice to Morian Zenas.
Now Zenas was a master of Conjuration also a Master at all the known and unknown Schools of magic.As i had lost my scroll that had given me all my power, he agreed to teach me with the help of his apprentice.For many years we studied and i learned the ways of the master. At this time i meet Divayth Fyr and we became friends.
Fyr like me never started out as a Dunmer but born in the First Era as a Chimer.The Dunmer were once the Chimer (Changed Folk, or Changed Ones).
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The time for my of my healing had come.
Now below Morian Zenas dwelling was a vault,where he and Hidja summoned Daedra to interview them on their native land . This was the place where my healing would begin.Divayth Fyr had a friend Aranea Drethan, Healer and Dissident Priest.So Zenas, Hidja and Fyr would Conjurer the creatures and make certain they came, were bound, and were sent away again without incident. For to be healed of the fear, it had to manifest.As the first Daedra was summoned that icy numbness gripped me and Drethan started to heal. As more and more powerful Daedra where summoned,more of the fear left me.This went on all night.As morning approached the last most powerful of all summoned Daedra appeared.Very little fear remained and my healing was complete.Exhausted and my strength drained, as emotions of joy flowed forth from my soul.Tears of gratitude ran down my face as i thanked my friends for all they had done to set me free.
Now free from the fear of the Daedea. Zenas was able to instruct me in the art of Conjuration for he was a Master.He told me that the summoned Daedea creatures would aid me greatly as a sorcerer.The first Daedea i learned was the Clannfear for they had a damage shield.And would keep my enemies at a safe distance where i could use my spells to destroy them.The next was the Winged Twilight for they would stay by my side and cast spells.They are resistant to fire, frost, poison, and shock and can reflect spells.But where susceptible to physical attack and would die easy. The last most powerful of all the summoned Daedea was the Storm Atronach, immune to normal weapons and shock, resistant to poison and can reflect spells and damage.
But to summon him took a great amount of magicka, that was gained from the substance, spirit and souls of the enemies that i defeated. And to choose wisely the time to summon him.For he could save me if all hope was lost in a battle.My apprenticeship with Zenas had ended. For now i was a master of Conjuration.
As time past Zenas gave me a book he had write 'On Oblivion,' the standard text for all on matters Daedric. I searched through this book looking to see if i could find a way to get my siblings back.For decades before and after the publication of 'On Oblivion, Zenas compiled a vast personal library on the subject of Oblivion, the home of the Daedra. He divided his time between this research and personal magickal growth, on the assumption that should he succeed in finding a way into the dangerous world beyond and behind ours, he would need much power to wander its dark paths.I spent many years reading each and every book trying to find a way to get them back.He made it his life's ambition to find a way in to the realm of Oblivion. During experimentation with portals, his mind became interconnected with that of his new apprentice Hidja.
Divayth Fyr taught him a method through exploiting a series of portals to various realms created by a Telvanni wizard long missing and now presumed dead. He used this method to then cross over to the realm of Oblivion and Hidja was able to document it, with their telepathic connection.
Zenas made me a promise that he would look for my lost siblings.
Zenas traveled through Ashpit, Coldharbour, Moonshadow, Quagmire, and Apocrypha. After finally reaching Apocrypha his lust of knowledge takes over, until his thoughts become nothing more than unintelligble whispers.Morian Zenas eventually was lured into the world of research and study, and is believed to have gone back to Apocrypha, or may have lost his sanity and fell into the stacks of Madness in the Shivering Isles.
Each Daedric realm he visited his news to Seif-ij Hidia for me , was always the same no sign of my siblings.
Now with Zenas gone lost somewhere in the realms of Oblivions. Fyr a powerful and intelligent mage . He took me me on as his apprentice. We left to explore tamriel together i in search of my sister and he for a cure for Corprus.After a few years Divayth Fyr and myself returned to his home Tel Fyr .For the Corprusarium is located beneath Tel Fyr. This is where citizens affected by Corprus can go to live with other similarly affected people. Victims of this horrible disease are usually sent here by the Tribunal Temple.
Divayth Fyr works here, experimenting on the victims of the disease in hopes of finding a cure.At Tel Fyr i meet Yagrum Bagarn a resident of the Corprusarium, and the last known living Dwemer. He is infected with Corprus, and can only move around with the help of a modified Centurion Spider's lower half. He is a good friend of Divayth Fyr. I stayed at Tel Fyr for many years helping Fyr as i could. Over that time i became good friend with Yagrum Bagarn and he told me of how his people had vanished one day. His story broke my heart and i was greatly saddened.
Throughout this Era we visited all the old runes of the the long forgotten ancient empires.We searched through there libraries and learned there ancient knowledge. Fyr would cast a spell so we could read the ancient text of each race.And we looked for artifacts that might help us find my sister and a cure. But we found nothing that would help in our search to find her or a cure. Fyr become more powerful in the wisdom of magic from the ancient knowledge and his power grew. This Era had come and gone.
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Second Era
Fyr now at 3000 year old he decided to return to his home again at Tel Fyr and resume his role as caretaker of the Corprusarium.For many years at night, after studying the knowledge of magic i would sit and drink with Bagarnand sharing tales of times past.
As our friendship grew he told me of his people.The Dwemer for they were an advanced race and civilization, and were far ahead of other races and civilizations.So over time he taught me how to read and speak the Dwemer's language called Dwemeris. He gave me maps to the lost hidden cities and keys to open the doors, for without the keys no force known would open them. And as a last parting gift he gave me his amulet.For without it i could not walk safely in the cities for to this day the mechanical sentinels where still active.As i gave him a hug and said farewell to him and Fyr.
I headed off to explore the hidden cities in hope of finding something that might help me find my sister. From time to time over the years i would return to Tel Fyr and see my friends.And bring gifts that i had found to Bagarn little things that would remind him of home.
And parts to keep his modified Centurion Spider's lower half working like new in which he was extremely happy to receive.On my last visit to Tel Fyr, Divayth Fyr told me he found a cure for Corprus disease.He can make a potion to the Nerevarine to annul the negative effects of the Corprus.This news brought great joy my heart and some of the burden that weighed heavy on my heart was lifted.
Now Divayth Fyr having found a cure for Corprus, had time now to help a old friend find his siblings.For in times past he had entered the realms of Oblivion.He told me that he, by choice, trafficked only with two Daedra Powers -- Mehrunes Dagon and Azura.But never with Molag Bal.Coldharbour he said"The realm reportedly contains an apocalyptic version of Nirn". It is unnaturally cold, even with magical resistance and is largely lifeless, instead filled with souls of the dead, called Soul Shriven, where they are tormented for eternity.
He knew a place Dreaming Cave, that i could find a portal into Coldharbour, but it was many days journey from here. Summerset Isles is the home of the Psijic Order, the oldest monastic group of Tamriel.The Isle of Artaeum is the third largest island in the Summurset archipel.The Psijics of Artaeum have a place they call The Dreaming Cave, where it is said one can enter into the Daedric realms and return. We made our way to the cave and prepared for my trip.
Divayth Fyr cast a spell on me to help with the cold that i would have to endure,we hugged and said farewell.
Through the portal i stepped into the unknown, when i emerged on the other side the cold gripped me and my mind became disordered, twisted,clouded by sorrow.For this was not the place for the living,darkness surrounded me. When i awoke i was in a cell in the Wailing Prison. As i approached the door a ghostlike image of a person appeared.He said he was the Prophet and to follow his instructions. I did and escaped coldhharbour and ended up in a town called Khenarthi's Roost.After many days of roaming the land i ended up in Vulknel Guard. Here is where a young Khajiit asked me to join his guild The Blue Skooma Company. So my tail ends, or has it just begun?
The scrolls of the 16 Khajiit Elders are known today as the Elder Scrolls
Rak'Shiri the Ancient One
A sorcerer one of the first born beings on the mortal plane, immortal, elder and defender of the much beloved Khajiit race.
Destined to roan the land alone in search of the last of his kind, a lost beloved sister. Vowing never to take a mate for the pain of watching them grow old and die would be more then he could stand. For he has enough burdens that weigh him down, the down fall of his siblings, the near total destruction of the race that for so many years he protected
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ESO UserID: bkd57
Full Name: Rak'Shiri the Ancient One
Title: Elder and Guardian of the Khajiit race
Age: Unknown
Life Status:Immortal
Birth Place: Mortal plane(Nirn)
Place of Conception: Aetherius realm
Lunar Lattice Phases at Birth: First Mane to rise in the mortal realm with a blood red third moon
Mother: Nirni
Father: Unknown
Siblings: 7 brothers and 8 sisters
Siblings current locations: 14 are trapped in Coldharbour by Molag Bal / 1 lost in Tamriel
Litter Status: Runt
Original Race: Unknown (change into a Khajiit by Fadomai)
Gender: Male
Class: Sorcerer
Faction Alliance: Aldmeri Dominion
Favorite weapon: Destruction Staff (Fire)
Backup Melee: Dual Wield
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 155 lbs
Hair Color: Golden
Fur Color: White with black stripes
Eyes: Yellow and clear
Tattoos & Markings: none
Clothing Description: Cloth is my main choose for the magicka and health. But as a Khajiit i may wear medium armor. In time i will craft the best legendary armor so that my sorcerer can take his rightful place as a force to be reckoned with.
Support Team: I have 6 characters that do the job of holding all my crafting materials. They stand in the bank like good minions and wait for there master to return with the spoils he has picked up from his great adventures
Hirelings: 24 are there number for they scurry the land gathering materials for there master.
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Any race that mistreat or abuse any Khajiit.
The act of shedding the blood of any of the mortal races ( for from the beginning of the mortal plane till the fall of the sixteen Elders in 1E 2260 the only lives i took where the Daedra in the defense of the Khajiit.
Seeing the Khajiit in every city i travel to reduced to slaves or servants,for the other races.
(for they where the jewel of all the created races)
The Thrassian Plague (which was created and caused by the bestial race known as the Sload) struck Tamriel in 1E 2260 and wiped out vast numbers of Khajiit, leaving behind only two primary kingdoms for only two Elders remained.
The disappearance of all of the first great ancient races .That where from the beginning .For now all that we have to remember then, is there ruined cities and fragments of there once great magnificent cultures.
The fall of my siblings and there lost at the great battle with Molag Bal in 1E 2066.
My beloved missing sister Raj'Shiri that i can not find.
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Things i like and that give me great joy
That the Khajiit have grown back to there former numbers after the Thrassian Plague.
That all races now stand and fight Molag Bal and his dark portals.
The formation of the 3 factions,for now the races are learning to live together.(For this was not so in the beginning.)
The cultures and cities that exist today, not as grand and magnificent as the ones of old that passed away. But are still a great achievement to the races that have evolved from then.
The life long friends that i have Divayth Fyr and Yagrum Bagarn that are still living today.
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HISTORY
The back ground story that leads up to my birth and change into a Khajiit
This story begins with the original litter mates, Ahnurr and Fadomai (Anu and Padomay). These two gave birth to all of the great spiritual children, including Alkosh the first cat (Akatosh), Khenarthi (Kynareth), Magrus (Magnus), Mara, and S'rendarr (Stendarr). A second litter of children soon followed, including Merrunz (Mehrunes Dagon), Mafala (Mephala), and Sangiin (Sanguine), among others. Ahnurr did not want further children, but Fadomai was persuaded by her elder children to birth one more litter, this final group containing Azurah, Nirni, and the moons. At this, Ahnurr became angry at Fadomai, who fled to the void, and birthed one last child, Lorkhaj. Fadomai knew she was dying, her life having been drained by her birth, but she gave to Nirni a gift, that she would birth children of her own.
Nirni went to Lorkhaj, asking him to form a dwelling place for her children. This he did, but he tricked his siblings, forming the mortal plane and trapping many of them there with him. Most of Fadomai's first litter were trapped, while her second litter saw the danger and fled. Into this dwelling, Nirni birthed many children, the various human and mer races of Tamriel. However, one of Fadomai's children, Azurah, had also been given a gift by their mother. She was given permission to take one of Nirni's children, and reshape them to her own liking, so long as she made them the fastest, cleverest, and most beautiful of all creatures.
Azurah chose a group of forest dwellers among Nirni's children, and from them, she formed the Khajiit. Nirni was furious at this, and ask her sibling Y'ffer to punish the Khajiit. He did this by turning their grasslands into a dry burning desert, and their forests into poisonous marshes. The Khajiit, however, were protected by Azurah, who taught them the secret of the moons (the Lunar Lattice in Khajiiti terms), and how to change their shapes to survive. Those forest dwellers who stayed true to their mother, Nirni, were turned into the Bosmer, and given the lush forests of Valenwood as their home.
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My Birth and Change into a Khajiit
We where conceived in the Aetherius realm.Being of the first litter of Nirni born in the mortal plane We where born as immortal.We where not like the ones who where conceived and born in the Aetherius realm for they where Divine. On the night of our birth the first mane moon appeared as Masser and Secunda joined together, the third moon rose to meet the others its color was as red as blood.Sixteen where in the first litter born that night,one for each of the Lunar Lattice.Nirni birthed many children after her first litter, the various human and mer races of Tamriel.Fadomai disappointed at the decision that Nirni had made towards the Khajiit to have them punished.
So Fadomai changed Nirni first litter born on the mortal plane us sixteen into the image of the Khajiit to punish her.
Fadomai asked some of her children the Eight Divines, who bound themselves to the new plane, that each make two scrolls sixteen in total to helps us guide the new formed race of Khajiit that Azurah had made.So that each Khajiit would know that we where Elders the prefix Ra was at the start of each of our names and it would end in ri. Each one of us was given care over the Khajiit born under the sign of the Lunar Lattice and so the sixteen kingdoms where formed.
I was born one of two runts of the litter for i had a sister Raj'Shiri. We where not as great in statue as our other siblings and we grew weak very easy, so we clung to each other and never parted .For we gained strength form each other.S'rendarr, the Runt. the God of Mercy took pity on us and granted endurance and strength to us when we where apart.
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This was the beginning of the Merethic Era
During this time period the Khajiit grew in numbers and all was well in the land. For the scrolls would warn us if any of the other races would invade our land. And the Khajiit would move from that area, so the invaders found only wasteland with no inhabitants.For the north was dry burning desert and the south poisonous marshes. Through the first part of this era the land that Y'ffer had changed to punish the Khajiit turned out to be the greatest blessing they could have received.For it keep them separated and safe form the influence of the other races.
During this time the Daedra who had created there own realms that each prince ruled over became jealous of the creation the Aedra had made in the mortal plane. The Daedra would visit each race and inflict as much harm as they could by starting wars between the different races. The Khajiit where the jewel of all created races. And the Daedra soon set there eyes upon them, for they had remained pure from there creation for they had not yet spilled the blood of any of the other races.It was at this time that the scrolls would warn us Elders the sixteen that the Daedra would open a portal to our land and bring forth there evil.At the place the portal was to open we the sixteen would unite as one and turn them back to where they had come. Time after time we won the battles and our beloved Khajiit remained pure untainted by the evil the other races had embraced.
At the midpoint of this Era the Khajiit had grown into great numbers so no long could they move so the other races would not know of there existence. The Daedra Princes spread word of a land and people known as the Khajiit the jewel of created races.The other races took offense at this for they all believed they where the jewel of creation. So many nations over this period of time try to invade the land, all the armies that came from the north where defeated by the harsh burning desert.
Now the Bosmer of Valenwood believed that they alone where the true jewel for they had remained true to there mother Nirni, for they had been given the lush forest. And in this forest the first battle was fought. The scrolls warned us of a great army massing on the border to the west Valenwood. So all the Khajiit of fighting age assembled and prepared for there first war.As the Bosmer shouted there battle cry and the first Khajiit fell for this was the first time in there history that one had died at the hand of another race. The others seeing there brother fall charged forth, so the first blood had been shed of another race at the hand of a Khajiit. The battle lasted many days and nights thousands from both side fell and lay dead in the forest. The invaders had been turned back and the Khajiit returned home a changed people there innocence had been taken from them. To the end of this Era many small conflicts where waged but none like the first one.
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The start of the First Era
Khajiit early in the First Era,were a model of cooperative specialization and harmony compared to other races of the time.Some Khajiit at this time ventured north and east out of Elsweyr to explore Cyrodiil.Topal the Pilot was an Aldmer explorer. From Topal Bay He traveled up the river, in what is today known as the Niben River. He continued up this river until he eventually reached Lake Rumare, encountering along the way Khajiit, far from their Elsweyr homeland of today. Early in this Era a great war broke out in Cyrodiil as the human uprising against the Ayleid(Wild Elves or Heartland High Elves started.The Ayleids made deals with Daedra for more power, blessings, and other advantages.They employed entire armies of Daedra to conquer, subjugate, and enforce their rule. In the earliest Cyro-Nordic stories, Shezarr fought against the Ayleids on mankind's behalf, then vanished, presumably to go help humans elsewhere. Without his leadership, the Ayleids dominated and enslaved the men of Cyrodiil. The Alessian Slave Rebellion lead by Pelinal Whitestrake "legendary immortal hero" mistook the Khajiit living in Cyrodiil for another type of Aldmeri, slaughtering many before his mistake became apparent.Durning this time no army entered Elsweyr through the desert in the north.
The 16 kingdoms grew along with the people, in the south plantations grew to supply the kingdoms with moonsuger the holiest of substances to the Khajiit.The Khajiit believe moonsugar to be "crystallized moonlight," which is caught in the Topal Sea and brought to the sugarcane groves of the Tenmar by its twin tides. This is said to be a blessing that the Khajiiti gods reguarly bestow upon their chosen people. According to the Words of Clan Mother Ahnissi, the light from the moons shone down on Elsweyr's marshes and became sugar when Azurah spoke the Third Secret to the first Khajiit on Nirn. Riddle'Thar, the cosmic order deity of the Khajiiti, is also known as the Sugar God. For peace ruled over the land for many years.
The Daedra Princes where enraged that they had influenced all the other races but had always been repelled by the Elders . So under the command of Molag Bal he gathered all the Daedra Princes together to make war against the Khajiit and the Elders that protected them.The scrolls warned us of the upcoming Daedra invasion so the sixteen Elders prepared for the upcoming battle
The Great Daedra Battle with the Elders
This was the year 1E 2260.
The scrolls told us of the place that the portal would be opened, the place of our birth into this mortal plane was the location.On the day of the battle we all meet together united as one as we had done so many times before.Of the sixteen Elders, 4 had been granted great strength for they worn steel armor and carried a great shield and sword able to hold back the strongest foes,4 had been granted great speed and agility able to cut a path through the enemy at lightning speed.These 8 where our front line.In the back stood our casters able to wield the strongest magic , 2 cast ice,2 lightning and 2 fire of which i was one. The last 2 cast spells one to consecrate the ground on which we stood so the taint of corruption of the Daedra would not pollute the land.The last my beloved sister Raj'shire cast spells to unite us all as one.
As the day began to end the air became heavy, the wind died down and a eerie silence fell upon the land.
As Masser and Secunda rose and joined together the third moon rose to join them its color as red as blood. As it was at the time of our births. For this was the 2nd mane for no other had be seen from the first one till this night.
As the final moon settled into place a crackling sound was heard as the portal from the planes of Oblivion started to open. We all stood ready for the battle . In one voice we shouted "FOR THE KHAJIIT". Then the portal opened only wide enough for a few hundred to pass through at a time , wave after wave of Daedra minions poured through. After a few hundred waves of minions a prince would appear. But each wave was cut down and none where allowed to pass as there bodies fell upon the hallowed ground it was returned back to the void.Many Princes where turned back that night and thousands on minions cut down. The battle raged all night and dawn would soon be upon us.
Now this was the night of my downfall.
As the portal was starting to close Molag Bal enraged by the defeat of his army, himself appeared through the portal. At this point i was growing weary for the battle was long and it had drained much of my strength. I had not much left to fight with. As he gazed upon us to see who could have turn back the forces that he had sent.His gaze rested upon me, my heart was filled with a icy fear that numbed my very soul. As the last of my strength was failing, my body numb. The scroll in which i held so tight, the source of all my power fell from my hand and hit the ground.
My sister Raj'shiri who stood beside me feeling my pain as we where linked together as runts from birth dropped her scroll and grabbed me tight. For i was in so much pain and she could feel the agony i was in. She had stopped casting the unity spell and with two scrolls on the ground. The bond that held the sixteen together as one was broken. Molag Bal grabbed the fourteen in his icy grip and pulled them through the portal, as he did there scrolls fell to the ground.But he could not pull us two through as we where bond to each other and the rift was closing fast. With one last scream which shook the mortal plane the sixteen scrolls where cast to the four corners of Tamriel to be lost forever.And with the last breath from his nostrils before the portal closed he separated me and my sister and we where hurled out into Tamriel never to see each other again.
With the fall of the Elders and there protection gone the Thrassian Plague (which was created and caused by the bestial race known as the Sload) struck Tamriel in 1E 2260 and wiped out vast numbers of Khajiit, leaving behind only two primary kingdoms for only two Elders remained.
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This is the history of the Khajiit people from the beginning of there creation, some of this is in your lore most of it was never recorded down in history. From this date on i do not know what happened to my beloved Khajiit people.
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The time of my awakening
When i awoke i was in a strange land of the likes i had never seen. For all that i had known of the mortal plane was the land that the Khajiit dwelt in, dry burning desert and poisonous marches.As my senses started to return to me the realization of what had just happened gripped my very soul.My siblings lost, taken by Molag Bal, My beloved sister Raj'Shiri lost somewhere, all along in this world. Was more then i could bear,as my heart sank into despair i was found by a stranger.He picked me up and took me to his dwelling where he tended to my physical wounds.But the greatest wounds i had suffered where in my heart.As i recovered he told me his name was Seif-ij Hidja apprentice to Morian Zenas.
Now Zenas was a master of Conjuration also a Master at all the known and unknown Schools of magic.As i had lost my scroll that had given me all my power, he agreed to teach me with the help of his apprentice.For many years we studied and i learned the ways of the master. At this time i meet Divayth Fyr and we became friends.
Fyr like me never started out as a Dunmer but born in the First Era as a Chimer.The Dunmer were once the Chimer (Changed Folk, or Changed Ones).
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The time for my of my healing had come.
Now below Morian Zenas dwelling was a vault,where he and Hidja summoned Daedra to interview them on their native land . This was the place where my healing would begin.Divayth Fyr had a friend Aranea Drethan, Healer and Dissident Priest.So Zenas, Hidja and Fyr would Conjurer the creatures and make certain they came, were bound, and were sent away again without incident. For to be healed of the fear, it had to manifest.As the first Daedra was summoned that icy numbness gripped me and Drethan started to heal. As more and more powerful Daedra where summoned,more of the fear left me.This went on all night.As morning approached the last most powerful of all summoned Daedra appeared.Very little fear remained and my healing was complete.Exhausted and my strength drained, as emotions of joy flowed forth from my soul.Tears of gratitude ran down my face as i thanked my friends for all they had done to set me free.
Now free from the fear of the Daedea. Zenas was able to instruct me in the art of Conjuration for he was a Master.He told me that the summoned Daedea creatures would aid me greatly as a sorcerer.The first Daedea i learned was the Clannfear for they had a damage shield.And would keep my enemies at a safe distance where i could use my spells to destroy them.The next was the Winged Twilight for they would stay by my side and cast spells.They are resistant to fire, frost, poison, and shock and can reflect spells.But where susceptible to physical attack and would die easy. The last most powerful of all the summoned Daedea was the Storm Atronach, immune to normal weapons and shock, resistant to poison and can reflect spells and damage.
But to summon him took a great amount of magicka, that was gained from the substance, spirit and souls of the enemies that i defeated. And to choose wisely the time to summon him.For he could save me if all hope was lost in a battle.My apprenticeship with Zenas had ended. For now i was a master of Conjuration.
As time past Zenas gave me a book he had write 'On Oblivion,' the standard text for all on matters Daedric. I searched through this book looking to see if i could find a way to get my siblings back.For decades before and after the publication of 'On Oblivion, Zenas compiled a vast personal library on the subject of Oblivion, the home of the Daedra. He divided his time between this research and personal magickal growth, on the assumption that should he succeed in finding a way into the dangerous world beyond and behind ours, he would need much power to wander its dark paths.I spent many years reading each and every book trying to find a way to get them back.He made it his life's ambition to find a way in to the realm of Oblivion. During experimentation with portals, his mind became interconnected with that of his new apprentice Hidja.
Divayth Fyr taught him a method through exploiting a series of portals to various realms created by a Telvanni wizard long missing and now presumed dead. He used this method to then cross over to the realm of Oblivion and Hidja was able to document it, with their telepathic connection.
Zenas made me a promise that he would look for my lost siblings.
Zenas traveled through Ashpit, Coldharbour, Moonshadow, Quagmire, and Apocrypha. After finally reaching Apocrypha his lust of knowledge takes over, until his thoughts become nothing more than unintelligble whispers.Morian Zenas eventually was lured into the world of research and study, and is believed to have gone back to Apocrypha, or may have lost his sanity and fell into the stacks of Madness in the Shivering Isles.
Each Daedric realm he visited his news to Seif-ij Hidia for me , was always the same no sign of my siblings.
Now with Zenas gone lost somewhere in the realms of Oblivions. Fyr a powerful and intelligent mage . He took me me on as his apprentice. We left to explore tamriel together i in search of my sister and he for a cure for Corprus.After a few years Divayth Fyr and myself returned to his home Tel Fyr .For the Corprusarium is located beneath Tel Fyr. This is where citizens affected by Corprus can go to live with other similarly affected people. Victims of this horrible disease are usually sent here by the Tribunal Temple.
Divayth Fyr works here, experimenting on the victims of the disease in hopes of finding a cure.At Tel Fyr i meet Yagrum Bagarn a resident of the Corprusarium, and the last known living Dwemer. He is infected with Corprus, and can only move around with the help of a modified Centurion Spider's lower half. He is a good friend of Divayth Fyr. I stayed at Tel Fyr for many years helping Fyr as i could. Over that time i became good friend with Yagrum Bagarn and he told me of how his people had vanished one day. His story broke my heart and i was greatly saddened.
Throughout this Era we visited all the old runes of the the long forgotten ancient empires.We searched through there libraries and learned there ancient knowledge. Fyr would cast a spell so we could read the ancient text of each race.And we looked for artifacts that might help us find my sister and a cure. But we found nothing that would help in our search to find her or a cure. Fyr become more powerful in the wisdom of magic from the ancient knowledge and his power grew. This Era had come and gone.
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Second Era
Fyr now at 3000 year old he decided to return to his home again at Tel Fyr and resume his role as caretaker of the Corprusarium.For many years at night, after studying the knowledge of magic i would sit and drink with Bagarnand sharing tales of times past.
As our friendship grew he told me of his people.The Dwemer for they were an advanced race and civilization, and were far ahead of other races and civilizations.So over time he taught me how to read and speak the Dwemer's language called Dwemeris. He gave me maps to the lost hidden cities and keys to open the doors, for without the keys no force known would open them. And as a last parting gift he gave me his amulet.For without it i could not walk safely in the cities for to this day the mechanical sentinels where still active.As i gave him a hug and said farewell to him and Fyr.
I headed off to explore the hidden cities in hope of finding something that might help me find my sister. From time to time over the years i would return to Tel Fyr and see my friends.And bring gifts that i had found to Bagarn little things that would remind him of home.
And parts to keep his modified Centurion Spider's lower half working like new in which he was extremely happy to receive.On my last visit to Tel Fyr, Divayth Fyr told me he found a cure for Corprus disease.He can make a potion to the Nerevarine to annul the negative effects of the Corprus.This news brought great joy my heart and some of the burden that weighed heavy on my heart was lifted.
Now Divayth Fyr having found a cure for Corprus, had time now to help a old friend find his siblings.For in times past he had entered the realms of Oblivion.He told me that he, by choice, trafficked only with two Daedra Powers -- Mehrunes Dagon and Azura.But never with Molag Bal.Coldharbour he said"The realm reportedly contains an apocalyptic version of Nirn". It is unnaturally cold, even with magical resistance and is largely lifeless, instead filled with souls of the dead, called Soul Shriven, where they are tormented for eternity.
He knew a place Dreaming Cave, that i could find a portal into Coldharbour, but it was many days journey from here. Summerset Isles is the home of the Psijic Order, the oldest monastic group of Tamriel.The Isle of Artaeum is the third largest island in the Summurset archipel.The Psijics of Artaeum have a place they call The Dreaming Cave, where it is said one can enter into the Daedric realms and return. We made our way to the cave and prepared for my trip.
Divayth Fyr cast a spell on me to help with the cold that i would have to endure,we hugged and said farewell.
Through the portal i stepped into the unknown, when i emerged on the other side the cold gripped me and my mind became disordered, twisted,clouded by sorrow.For this was not the place for the living,darkness surrounded me. When i awoke i was in a cell in the Wailing Prison. As i approached the door a ghostlike image of a person appeared.He said he was the Prophet and to follow his instructions. I did and escaped coldhharbour and ended up in a town called Khenarthi's Roost.After many days of roaming the land i ended up in Vulknel Guard. Here is where a young Khajiit asked me to join his guild The Blue Skooma Company. So my tail ends, or has it just begun?
The scrolls of the 16 Khajiit Elders are known today as the Elder Scrolls
Rak'Shiri the Ancient One
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