After killing the Gourmet, Kyssandra knew she should head back to the Sanctuary, but there was one thing that she needed to do first. Ever since the whole tentacle parasite incident, she still had not forgotten the family in the lighthouse, that had posthumously provided her with the purple mountain flowers to get rid of that thing. In the father’s diary, that she had found, his only dying request was that his ashes be sprinkled in the fire of the lighthouse, the home of his dreams. Kyssandra figured it was the least she could do for this family. Here at the Nightingale Inn, she was very near the lighthouse, so she decided to go ahead and take care of that.
She rode north a bit, and found the lighthouse exactly as she had left it. First thing, to sprinkle ashes, she assumed she had to find the father’s body. She still had not done that yet, she had found the basement full of chaurus, and left because of the parasite attached to her back. So this time, as she went back down to the basement, it was a different sort of fight. She was full strength, accompanied by her pets, so she made her way through a good bit easier.
After a while, after what seemed like a million chaurus bugs, she finally found the queen, and there in its lair, the remains of the man that had been the father of this family. Kyssandra did her best to drag what was left of the man back out of the cave, up to the lighthouse, and then all the way up to the top, to where the fire burned. Knowing nothing better to do, she hoisted the remains of the body up the ladder, and plopped it into the fire. The whole ordeal was rather nasty, and it stank to the heavens above. But, it was all she could think of to do, to honor this man’s request. It was probably nowhere near the burial he had hoped for, but it would have to do.
After this, Kyssandra headed back to the Sanctuary. Riding due south, checking her map every once in a while, she suddenly thought of another matter she could check into. Back in Whiterun, she had run into a woman named Carlotta, and her kid, while casing out the meat merchant she had a contract on. The daddy had run out of them, or disappeared or something, and she had asked Kyssandra to just check the last place she knew of that he had headed to, a place called Shearpoint, if she was ever in the area. Well, as luck would have it, according to her map, she would be going right across a dot that was marked Shearpoint.
When she got there, she looked around, and Shearpoint appeared to be nothing more than some type of old ruin with words on it, on top of a mountain. There did appear to be a treasure chest, so Kyssandra could not leave that unrifled through! As she got closer, a wraith, or undead wizard, or something loomed up out of the ground. Uh oh, this was one of those ruins that was protected. And Kyssandra had just disturbed something’s slumber. Time to fight!
This thing, whatever it was, was quite powerful. Kyssandra called forth both atronarchs, and had to keep cycling them, over and over. The undead wizard thing was calling forth atronarchs and golems of its own. She was glad that she had Shadowmere there with her. The horse was actually quite good in a fight, and not afraid to jump in the fray and help.
Finally, after circling around and around, the thing was dead. It probably had a name, but Kyssandra didn’t pay that much attention to it to figure it out. As she looked around, mainly looking for any gold or treasure to be had, she spotted a book, laying in the snow. It appeared to be a diary. She stooped to pick it up.
Luckily, everyone in Skyrim seemed to keep a diary. This one was from the man, Carlotta’s husband. In reading it, Kyssandra realized that he had never run out on them, he was trying to find treasure, to make a better life for his family. Or maybe he had run off, and was searching for treasure in hopes of buying back their love. She couldn’t really tell, but it did say that he was going to check out this ruin, as he saw it from a distance, then go to another ruin called Forelhost, to meet his friend and check that one for treasure. Kyssandra made a note on her map, to check Forelhost, if she was over that way. It appeared to be near Riften. She’d wait to say anything to Carlotta until she had done that.
Southward she rode, after that, and reached the Sanctuary with no more incident.
Kyssandra reported in to Festus Krex, and let him know that the Gourmet was dead. She showed him that she had the writ of passage, which she could use to identify herself as the Gourmet now, and that she had properly disposed of the body.
Now, all the pieces were in place. Astrid told Kyssandra to go to Solitude, to Castle Dour, where the Emperor himself would be dining tomorrow night. She was to use the writ, gain access as the Gourmet, and prepare the Emperor’s evening meal. Astrid gave Kyssandra some jarrin root, which was a deadly poison. All she had to do was add the root to the meal, and after ingesting it, the Emperor would be dead in seconds.
Kyssandra phase shifted back to the archemage quarters at the college. She could sleep in her own bed, drop off some of the heavy gold she was carrying, and then port to Solitude in the morning. This particular job, she decided to leave Shadowmere at the Sanctuary. It was all inside the city, so no reason for him to be there.
The next day, after a good nights sleep, Kyssandra ported to Solitude. It was still fairly early in the day, and she didn’t have to be at the Castle to start the meal until after the lunch meal, so she just wandered around the city. As she was walking, she suddenly put two and two together. Some crazy beggar had wanted her to go find his master last time she was hear, in the Pelagis wing of the Blue Palace. The crazy old jarl woman from Morthal asked her to go find something called a wabbajack, if she wanted her to release her daughter from her evil machinations, and had mentioned that it might be in the Pelagis wing of the Blue Palace. Walking along, in front of the Blue Palace, it suddenly hit Kyssandra, the connection between these two separate events. Since she had time to kill, may as well see what was in the Pelagis wing of the Blue Palace.
The palace seemed to be full of people today. Asking around, Kyssandra discovered that the Pelagis wing was closed, and off limits. Shrugging, Kyssandra found a maid, and told her that Falk Firebeard, the court wizard, had told her to retrieve something from the wing in question, and could the maid unlock it for her. Easy.
Once inside, Kyssandra started poking around, looking for something that could somehow be called a wabbajack. She had no idea what this thing was, or what she should even be looking for, with a name like that. As she meandered around, Kyssandra realized there really was nothing of interest in here. It was just cobwebs, and stored up furniture.
As she wandered down one hall, the air suddenly blurred. Kyssandra was confused. She had not activated her phase shift home ability, but that is exactly what it felt like was happening.
The air cleared.
She looked around. She was not home.
This was some weird place, a rocky meadow of some sorts. And her clothes had changed, she was now dressed in a fine yellow formal dress, with black stiletto heels and a hat. There was a table off in the distance, so she moved towards it slowly. As she approached, she got the impression it was some type of dinner party, or tea party. There were three men there talking, but as she drew near the the table, two disappeared, leaving only the one that was dressed in odd colors.
Kyssandra approached and the man introduced himself as none other than Sheogorath himself, the daedric prince of madness. ‘Well, of course,’ Kysssandra thought, expecting no less by now. It seemed that they were inside the mind of Pelagis III, former emperor of Skyirm, eons ago. ‘Could it get any weirder’, Kyssandra thought to herself. When she asked how to get back home, Sheogorath shrugged, saying he had them all trapped here, and unless someone could help Pelagis with his old fears, he would not allow anyone to leave. But he was growing bored, so Kyssandra was welcome to try.
He gave her an odd looking staff, with a weird head carved onto it.
“Here take this,” he exclaimed in his sing song riddle like voice, “Its called the wabbajack! It may help!”
Kyssandra stared at the stick. She could not believe this was happening.
Nevertheless, what could she do? She didn’t have anything in her backpack, and her magic simply would not work here. It was play Sheogorth’s game, or nothing. So she took this wabbajack thing, and headed into each of the three areas.
In each area of Pelagis’s mind, there was a problem. It took Kyssandra a bit to realize, but she could actually cast with the wabbajack, using it as she would a normal staff. The trick was just to figure out what to cast at, to overcome each problem. There was a confidence issue, a bout with paranoia, and then night terrors. This Pelagis must have been one messed up individual. But she finally fixed them all, and returned to Sheogorath and his little tea party.
As promised, he honored his end of the bargain, and after a lot of useless banter, he told Kyssandra she could go back to her dimension.
“Can I keep this?” she asked, indicating the wabbajack.
“That? oh, yes, you can have it. I don’t need it.”
And with that, the air shimmered, and she found herself back in the Pelagis wing of the Blue Palace, although still in a yellow dress and holding a wabbajack. She looked at the time. It was late afternoon. ‘Oh no,’ she thought, ‘I’ve got to get over to the emperor’s dining hall before it is too late!’ She took off running down the hall.
Along the way, Kyssandra stopped by the kitchen of the Blue Palace, and ‘borrowed’ a chef’s outfit. She figured a chef would not show up in a formal ball dress. She could not find any shoes to fit though, so she had to make do with what Sheogorath had put her in. Minutes later, she stood at the back entrance of Castle Dour, before Commander Mayo.
“I am zee Gourmet!” she announced, trying to act like a famous chef.
Commander Mayo looked at her like she was stupid.
She remembered the writ, which she had brought with her, and produced it.
The commander’s attitude changed, and he promptly welcomed the Gourmet, and let her in.
Once inside, Kyssandra was promptly ushered to the kitchen area, where the head chef, Gianna, had already started the meal. The meal was to be something, whatever the Gourmet was famous for cooking. Kyssandra didn’t’ even know what it was called. But Gianna had already started the broth, and was asking for advice on the ingredients. Kyssandra just made up stuff as they went along, but produced the Jarrin root, and told Gianna it was the secret ingredient. Apparently if you are the most famous chef in the land, people just accept anything you say, in a recipe. Kyssandra highly doubted if what they had concocted was even edible. But soon it was done, and she was following chef Gianna, who proudly marched it up to the dining room, and set it in front of the Emperor, giving him the first bowl.
At this point, Kyssandra thought about a taster, someone that would taste people in power’s food first, in case of incidents just like this. Apparently they did not do that here. The Emperor already had a mouthful of the stuff. He puckered his lips, obviously wondering what in the nine he had just ate, but then tried to smile and say how good it was.
Just as Astrid had said, within moments, the Emperor started frothing at the mouth, and fell face first into his porridge, deader than the bowl he landed in. The guards started shouting, wondering what had just happened, some of them already starting to blame the cooks. Kyssandra had been instructed when this happened, to go out the door to the bridge across the city, and escaped that way. She backed away, slipped through the door while no one was watching, and took off running across the bridge.
Just before she got to the other side of the bridge, Kyssandra stopped short, as Commander Maro himself, and three guards emerged from the tower entrance. Maro took great delight in revealing to Kyssandra that he knew she was from the Dark Brotherhood, and the man she killed was just a decoy. ‘ah, so that explains the no taster part’, she thought. Maro went on to say that he knew the Brotherhood had killed his son, and in the original deal, he got Kyssandra. But he had reconsidered, and he had just decided to take down the whole organization. Even as they spoke, his guards would take out this puny girl, and he had other guards attacking the Sanctuary near Falkreath, and was going to kill everyone there and burn the place down. With that, his guards attacked.
Kyssandra instinctively called forth her atronarchs, and the fight was on. It really wasn’t that much of a fight, she overwhelmed the guards rather easily. Frantically, she tried to think, what could she do, to warn her friends at the Sanctuary? The only thing she could do, she decided, was she phase shifted back to the college, then ran to the portal room and ported to Falkreath. Maro had no idea that she had these abilities and spells, and could be at the Sanctuary in literally ten minutes.
As she came to the Sanctuary, she saw that it was already under attack. She called her pets, and started fighting the guards outside. She thought during the fights, that Shadowmere appeared and joined her, but she wasn’t sure. Once she got the guards dispatched outside, she ran into the cave.
The air was smoky, and as she went further in, the cause was obvious. The men had already been in here. Everything was destroyed and burning. She saw Astrid’s husband, the werewolf guy, that she had saved when he had chased Cicero to Dawnstar, laying dead. Kyssandra moved through the sanctuary, trying to locate anyone that was still alive. She also found the corpses of Gabriella, and others. They were all dead…no wait! she heard something. She continued to make her way through the burning cave, until she found Nazier, and Babette, huddled in a corner, fighting some guards, but alive. Kyssandra joined the fight, and soon the three were together, looking for a way out. There appeared to be none, the entire place was about to come crashing down upon them.
Now in a panic, all three started to run blindly, searching for anything, any way out of the burning cave. In her head, Kyssandra heard the voice of the night mother, very distinctly, calling to her. Out of sheer instinct, Kyssandra ran to the room where the night mother’s coffin was. The coffin stood open.
“Embrace me, child” the voice said, “it is the only way you will survive”
She did not know where Nazir and Babette had gotten to. They were not in this room with her. Kyssandra shrugged, and did what she knew the voice was asking. She walked up to the corpse, and stepped into the giant coffin, and hugged it. Immediately the door slammed shut behind her.
Inside the coffin, with the corpse, it was like an oven. Kyssandra could hear the crackling of the flames around her, and the crashes and timbers fell. She stood there, for what seemed an eternity, listening as the cave burned around her.
“Sleep…” the voice said.
Kyssandra awoke. She could hear something. voices. sounded like someone talking about the night mother’s coffin. then the sound of things being lifted off of it.
“Astrid is still here. Find her.” the voice spoke again.
With that, one of the doors sprung open. It was Nazir and Babette, they had survived! They had been trying to get to the night mother’s coffin, to salvage it, and were surprised, even though this was not the first time Kyssandra had fell out of it unexpectedly when someone opened it.
“What in the nine?” Babette said, stepping back
"Ingenious!" Nazir exclaimed, as he realized how Kyssandra had survived.
“We’ve no time” Kyssandra stood up, brushing herself off. “Where’s Astrid?”
“Astrid?” Nazir looked around. “I have no idea… I’m not sure she…surviv-”
“She’s here somewhere,” Kyssandra cut him off. “We need to find her. now”
After searching everywhere, they finally did find Astrid, behind what had been a secret wall, in her room, now destroyed by the fire. She was burned almost beyond recognition, laying in the middle of an arrangement of candles, the ritual of the Black Sacrament itself.
Astrid could barely speak, but she told the group that she in fact betrayed Kyssandra, handing her over to Maro, in exchange that everyone else would be spared. When it was apparent that Maro would go back on the bargain, she had performed the Black Sacrament on herself, hoping to die for what she did.
“Do it.” she whispered to Kyssandra, “take my blade, the Blade of Woe, and kill me with it. You are the most skilled assassin to come through here in ages. Rebuild the Brotherhood. Rebuild, and lead us back into glory. Do it Do it for us all!!”
With that, Kyssandra took the blade, knelt, and plunged it into Astrid’s heart.
@ButtStallion You would be ranting as well if you got a unfinished product that you paid $60 for. And I’m not talking about games, I’m talking about anything that costs money in general. Let us know if you like the game or not \o/
Well, I think I will get it myself. I am a sucker for such packs! Worst case scenario, I own all games and I just give them away here or on my channel. But are they 3 random games per box? Or 3 standard random games?
Well, I didn’t have any issues myself, but I am used to action RPGs by now. You should try the tutorial of FFXV, it’s really useful for newcomers! As far as tips go, try to utilize Warp Strikes as Katsuo said (Triangle) It’s the most useful mechanic!
@ButtStallion I didn’t watch the video but I’m sure the game doesn’t suck, as long as you can get past it’s issues. But that’s the problem isn’t it, you need to be able to look past the glaring issues and accept that another full price $60+ game seems to have been released incomplete.