The next step was to reclaim the city of Kvatch from the remaining Daedra. Naturally, my help was wanted. We forced open the gate and fought out way towards the chapel which was the now the only way in ot out of the rest of the city; for the chapel's tower had collapsed blocking the road completely. Once we had cleared the area of Scamps and Clanfears, we entered the chapel.
I found Martin Septim. He was the exact opposite of what I had expected. A monk. The Last Heir to the Imperial Throne is a monk. Who would have thought. When I approached him, his first words were that if I were looking for a priest to go somewhere else for he was having trouble understandiing the gods right then. I took him down to the undercroft and explained the situation to him. He responded saying that he couldn't just leave these people to their fate. Just then one of the guards came through the door asking for me. I followed him back upstairs, leaving Martin to consider the situation.
The Captain wanted to launch a recovery mission of the City and to rescue the Count of Kvatch. Again, he wanted me there alongside his troops. I felt as if I had been drafted into the service and made a mental note not to linger around the city for too long after we were finished. We fought our way to the castle only to find our way hopelessly blocked. The Captain sent me back to the chapel to retrieve the key to the guard house from Berich Inian, who was still at the chapel with two other soldiers. Berich wasn't too pleased about how "close" I was getting with the Captain, so he decided to accompany me, as so did three Imperial soldiers who, from the road, had seen smoke rising from the city.
Once inside the guardhouse we opened the gate so that the capatain and those with him could enter the courtyard. We shortly joined him in the courtyard where two of the three Imperial soldiers and Berich fell dead in the fray. Upon Entering the main hall we found the Count's throne smashed, and the seatting torn as if by claws. Needless to say the Daedra had made their way into the castle as well.
The Captain sent me ahead to search for the Count while he and those few soldiers who remained cleared a safe passage out of the castle. I ran into some lesser Daedra as I made my way towards the Count's personal quarters and of course I dealt with them. What I found in the Count's Chambers was a most gruesome sight. The Count's body, bloody and tortured, was sprawled out on the floor with a Scamp Daedra standing over it. I quickly disposed of the beast and paid my respects to the dead man, setting him up on his bed, arms folded and eye closed. I removed the Count's Signet Ring to give to the Captain. It would be up to him to keep what was left of Kvatch together.
I did not leave the castle empty-handed mind you. There was way too much silver left unattended in what was left of the feasting hall. I returned to the Chapel where Martin was waiting for me. He had decided that it was in the nation's best entrance to come with me to Weynon Priory. And so our journey towards victory began.
In the end it wouldn't matter if the gods were false or the nine were just ignoring us. We could not sit and hope for some greater power to build the Dam to stop this flood of destruction. We had to take a stand and bring about the fall of this shadow with or without the help of some higher power.
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