J’Zhirr finds a road and follows it. The road leads pass Broken Tower Redoubt. It is a ruined fort, now occupied by the Forsworn. They shoot arrows at travelers passing by the fort. However, J’Zhirr finds that if he sticks close to the opposite side of the road, the Forsworn will ignore him.
Isran says that he needs someone out in the field, taking the fight to the vampires while he gets the fort back into shape. So the plan is to keep the vampires busy while Isran prepares for the showdown?
Isran adds, “Tolan was telling me about some cave the Vigilants were poking around in. Seemed to think it was related to these recent attacks. Tolan, tell him about it, what was it, Dimhollow?”
“Yes, that’s it. Dimhollow Crypt.” Tolan steps forward. “Brother Adalvald was sure it held some long-lost vampire artifact of some kind. We didn’t listen to him any more than we did Isran. He was at the Hall when it was attacked…” Tolan stops, unable to continue.
Isran asks J’Zhirr to poke around in Dimhollow Crypt to find out what the vampires were looking for. Hearing this, Tolan offers his help and says that he will meet J’Zhirr at Dimhollow Crypt.
When Isran tries to tell Tolan that it’s not a good idea, Tolan says angrily, “I know what you think of us. You think we’re soft, that we’re cowards. You think our deaths proved our weakness. Stendarr grant that you do not have to face the same test and be found wanting.” With that, Tolan leaves.
J’Zhirr enters the fort and find Isran deep in conversation. This one quietly joins Agmaer by the side of the room so he will not interrupt the conversation. A man dressed in Vigilant robes tells Isran that the Vigilants are under attack everywhere and the vampires are much more dangerous than believed.
Isran replies, “I remember Keeper Carcette telling me repeatedly that Fort Dawnguard is a crumbling ruin, not worth the expense and manpower to repair. And now that you’ve stirred up the vampires against you, you come begging for my protection?”
Isran seems to be still angry about the past. The Vigilant notices this too and replies sadly, “Isran, Carcette is dead. The Hall of the Vigilants… everyone… they’re all dead. You were right, we were wrong. Isn’t that enough for you?”
Hearing the Vigilant’s words, Isran apologizes, “Yes, well… I never wanted any of this to happen. I tried to warn all of you… I am sorry, you know.”
Celann, a Breton, is waiting on the steps of Fort Dawnguard. Years ago, Celann and Isran were both members of the Vigilants. They left together but the partnership did not last long as Celann did not agree with some of Isran’s methods. After many years, Isran sought out Celann, and now here he is.
Celann says, “I’ll tell you, the only thing more surprising than hearing from Isran after all these years was hearing that he wanted my help. I immediately realized things must be pretty bad. Looks like I was right.”
For Agmaer, the reason is simple. He heard about what’s going on, the vampires, the Dawnguard and all, and he wanted to help.
We reached the foot of the hill leading up to the fort and Agmaer bides J’Zhirr farewell. “I guess this is it,” he says as he starts up the road alone. “Wish me luck.”
J’Zhirr hangs back for a while and waits until Agmaer climbs up the front steps. This one is in no hurry. Let Agmaer savor the moment.
In the last room, J’Zhirr finds a master necromancer in the midst of what is probably one of those experiments mentioned in the letter. J’Zhirr knows that the man is a necromancer because of the green skull on his robe. It is the latest fashion trend for all necromancers.
The master necromancer is so focused on the bones in front of him that he did not notice J’Zhirr quietly pushing open the door. But he notices J’Zhirr very quickly after this one shoots an arrow at him.