Dexion Evicus had reached Fort Dawnguard safely. Now that he is out of danger, he seems to be in a good mood.
“Ah, my rescuer! It’s good to see you again,” Dexion greets this one. “My trip to Skyrim has become quite the adventure!”
Dexion seems to be well treated even though he admits, “It’s not exactly the hospitality I’m used to, but your man Isran has seen to my needs well enough. And might I add, this is a remarkable fortress. I have colleagues back home that would love to study this place in detail.”
Wait, “your man Isran”? Did Dexion thinks that Isran works for J’Zhirr? Better not let Isran hear that.
Dexion is ready to read the Elder Scroll. J’Zhirr tries to peek over his shoulder but all he sees is a drawing. Yet Dexion seems to understand what the drawing is trying to convey.
Dexion says, “I see a vision before me, an image of a great bow. I know this weapon! It is Auriel’s Bow! Now a voice whispers, saying ‘Among the night’s children, a dread lord will rise. In an age of strife, when dragons return to the realm of men, darkness will mingle with light and the night and the day will be as one.’ The voice fades and the words begin to shimmer and distort. But wait, there is more here. The secret of the bow’s power is written elsewhere. I think there is more to the prophecy, recorded in other scrolls. Yes, I see them now… One contains the ancient secrets of the dragons, and the other speaks of the potency of ancient blood. My vision darkens, and I see no more.”