Let the Shackles Be Broken

  • Greetings everyone, I've been planning this for awhile, especially after I realized I have never posted a simple short story before! And that's all this'll be, I don't have the time, devotion, or writing ability for writing a massive epic like Kyrielle, Armathyx, Christopher Perigoe, or Kynareth have. Anyways this is a short story about one of my favorite creations, Charon the Prophet. He's a bit of a mad prophet. Think Heimskr only not as mind-bogglingly annoying and he kills people...lot of people. As in he's planning to commit mass genocide.^^ This passage takes place several years after the Redguards pushed the Thalmor out of Hammerfell, when Imperial culture is looked down upon by Crown and Forebear alike. With that out of the way, let us begin...

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    Within the Alik'r Desert, a man by the name of Charon wandered the land, spreading his influence. Some called him a heretic, some a savior, but he merely called himself a prophet. He helped the nomads within the desert. Fought off bandits, killed deadly creatures, but it was not gold he was after. It was belief and a favor, always a favor. His influence in the desert slowly spread, his purpose was sinister for some, but it was not a secret, he spoke quite openly about it...

    "And so you see, my children, just as the scales of Sakatal are discarded to make way for a new layer, so must we remove the weak from this world. We have been told, but we ignored. We knew, but we did not understand. But I see now, I see the way HoonDing has made for us. He has chosen me to be his Way-Maker. But our way is not shackled to this world, which was created through greed and corruption. Our way is through the stars, and to the Far Shore."

    At that moment the elder for the unnamed village arrived, and when he spoke, he spoke with a mix of authority and sarcasm, "Arrived at last, have you, Prophet?" Charon leapt down from the rock he was standing on and bowed to the elder, "Travel has been slow, wise one. But I have come to speak with your people, they must hear me out...and so should you." The village elder spoke angrily and with finality, "I do not have the time or patience to listen to the ramblings of an insane prophet. You are not welcome here..."

    Charon looked back at the villagers, and then to the overshadowing hills, no doubt rife with bandits and creatures much worse. He slowly turned back to the elder, "Sorry, old one, but I cannot leave these people to suffer under the dangers of this land, I will cease my preaching, but I refuse to leave them. They have told me of the drought that has been plaguing this place, they believe it to be a curse set upon by some dark magic." The elder looked at his fellow villagers with annoyance, "Dark magic? Bah, it is simply bad luck, it will pass. We Redguards have faced far worse, suffering is a way of life." Charon nodded, "Yes, I told them of my doubt as well. This is not dark magic, but it is something far worse. And not so easily fixed..."

    The elder lost his patience, "What are you babbling about now, you insufferable fool?! You are done stirring up suspicion and fear in my village!" The prophet looked down at the ground thoughtfully, "I believe that someone in this village...is a heretic. But the gods wouldn't punish an entire village for the fault of a single man. No, it would have to be someone influential, someone who holds much power." Charon glared back at the elder, who stumbled as he spoke, "Y-you aren't seriously suggesting that I am still loyal to the gods of those traitorous pigs, d-do you?" Charon slowly walked towards the old man, and as the old man was about say something, he felt a sword pierce his stomach. Charon reached down and ripped the necklace, a symbol of Kynareth, off the elder's neck. And the elder slowly bled out as Charon looked into his bloody hand and studied the amulet. And as he looked at it, the rain began to pour for the first time in months. The people of the village crowded around the prophet and cheered. And as he left, he only asked for two things...belief and a favor.

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    And that's it guys, thanks for reading. I realize it's a bit short, but I'm not much of a writer. And I figured it was better to keep it how I imagined it rather than just fill it with pointless stuff I don't think actually contributes to it. Not sure how much writing I'll actually be doing, but any criticism will be accepted.

    PS: The ending may seem sudden and out of nowhere (and this may sound like an excuse) but that's pretty much Charon for yah! No, seriously, he's kind of a douche.

    Credit:

    I'd like to thank Kyrielle for discussing the lore bits of the story, she also lead me to a group of nomadic tribes who wished to return "through the stars." I'd like to thank Tim Faroe for giving me the idea of taking the name directly from Charon's preachings (I actually finished his opening speech and THEN came up with the title!). And everyone who helped with the tough task of teaching me capitalization in titles!

Comments

18 Comments
  • Chris
    Chris   ·  October 22, 2014
    Joan of Arc actually never killed a single person. She led the troops, but never lifted a blade.
  • Bryn
    Bryn   ·  April 17, 2014
    Yes, cause saying "god spoke to me, and he told me to kill you all" is totally sane... It is vastly believed now that she had schizophrenia
  • Chris
    Chris   ·  April 17, 2014
    Saint Faustina Kowalski
  • Chris
    Chris   ·  April 17, 2014
    Bryn, Joan of Arc was not insane
  • Matt Feeney the New Guy
    Matt Feeney the New Guy   ·  July 28, 2013
    Okay, yeah, he's kind of insane, I suppose.
  • Bryn
    Bryn   ·  July 28, 2013
    I always lump extremely religious people with insanity... seriously, name 5 people who have ever "had a vision by god or goddess" and was not insane?
  • Matt Feeney the New Guy
    Matt Feeney the New Guy   ·  July 28, 2013
    @Kyne~ Sorry, Kyne! I was gonna try to enter his stuff into the backstory contest, but I may not be able to meet the deadline (doesn't mean I won't write it, it just won't be a contestant). Compact and prose, hmm, I think I'll use that =P

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  • Henson
    Henson   ·  July 20, 2013
    Good name!
  • Kynareth
    Kynareth   ·  July 20, 2013
    Oh, Matt, you are in trouble now!  How dare you create such an interesting character and then tell us you might not write anymore about him!    Seriously, very well-written, and I have tons of questions now about Charon!  You have nothing to be concerned ...  more
  • Matt Feeney the New Guy
    Matt Feeney the New Guy   ·  July 20, 2013
    A boogeyman story to discipline their children, no doubt.^^ Thanks, Kyrie!