(A little rp blog for a blind Nord Dragonborn, who is also a Companion. I'm trying to be as accurate as I can, so please bear with me. Also, I love crossovers of any kind, so don't be afraid to chat with me!)
Come to visit have you? Allow me to introduce myself: I am Mortalvis...some call me Mortalvis the Blind. I came from Cyrodil after...incidents.
But let me make one thing clear:
Just because I'm blind doesn't mean I can't kill you were you stand.
And if you see a mage running around that looks like me? That would be my twin brother Enno. ((He'll be in bold text.))
Enno was getting fussy. Fast.
Mortalvis set him down on the bed, trying to reassure his brother. “M-Mort…Please. Don’t do this. I don’t want you getting hurt because of me. I alread-“
The blind brother simply shushed his brother, giving a weak smile. “I’ll be back, Enno. And you’ll be well again.” He promised. Mortalvis could hear Enno’s whimpering. He was still afraid.
To be honest…Mort was terrified.
He had heard the tales of what Heino had done. He snuck into the Clan’s history records as a child, and did that give him nightmares. Taking a deep breath, he stood. “It’s time…Enno, get some sleep.”
“But I’m not tired!”
“You will be shortly.”
With that he walked out of the room, giving a nod. “Anyone who’s staying. there’s a book on the table. It’ll have the spell we need to get in his head. One of you read that off while the Bard sings Enno to sleep.”