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alin awoke in the darkened cell, his head pounding from the blow it had
received. A single candle guttered and flamed in one corner. Occasionally
the clink of chains could be heard as they swung in a slight, fetid breeze. He
knew where he was now. It came back to him even as he struggled to his
feet. Fighting off the nausea he made his way to a crude stone bench.
I have been taken by the Emperor, but for what? His thoughts were inter-
rupted by a low moan that came drifting down the corridor outside his cell door. Suddenly he
was glad for the obvious strength of his cell door. I have been left to die, he thought incredu-
lously. They did not even bother to strip me of my possessions. Indeed, upon self examination
Talin found that he still carried his dagger and his pouch of money. It seemed that the
Emperor had no fears of his escape. And why should he? He did a quick circumspection of the
room, finding that except for the slime covered walls and floor, no water or food had been left.
A slow death indeed.
Suddenly the air near the center of the cell seemed to brighten, slowly coalescing into a
globe of brilliance. Talin fell back, shielding his eyes from the glare. The light receded, and in
the purple afterimages of that burst he could see the shimmering form of a woman floating,
her body draped in gossamer and blown by an unseen wind.
“Do not fear Talin, for it is I, Ria Silmane.”
Talin looked on in shock as the figure of his friend took on form and substance, though
somehow it did not seem to lose its edge of etherealness. “Ria! What in the name of the Lady
has happened?”
Ria’s face seemed etched in grief, drawn by a sadness he could not comprehend. “Talin, do
you remember the last time we saw each other? It was at the Mid Year’s festival. I fear that is
where the evil took form.”
“What happened to you?” Talin asked in a shocked whisper. He had known Ria since he
had been summoned to court to learn under her tutelage the ways of Sorcery. Ria had been the
senior apprentice to Jagar Tharn, the Imperial Battle Mage of Tamriel.
“I am dead, Talin. Only my powers keep me in this form, though the pull to the afterlife is
strong. I can resist, but only for a time. It is imperative that someone know the truth; that
someone stop the evil which has struck from the heart of the Imperial Seat.”
Talin sat down once more, his legs seeming to no longer obey. Left to die in a cell, my
friend already dead? What has happened to us all? 
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