Nocturnal

Nocturnal Daedric Prince of Night and darkness

Nocturnal

 

Every time I’m on a quest, I ‘am sucked in to a thief’s thirst,

 Hiding with the shadows, and taking the night are my adrenaline,

My bow is my weapon, dagger my defence,

Steal from the rich and give to the poor, are not really my following,

My duty is the Skeleton Key, to keep from prying hands,

Prayer to my Night mistress, as I creep along this shadowed halls,

And to me she sends silence of the night, though I bare these metal plates,

Let this nightingale armor keep me hidden from my foes, an my arrow on its path,

And in return I will sign my alliance, for the protection of The Ebonmere.

Author's Note

"I strove to understand her labyrinthine philosophy, the source of her mysterious pain. Everything about her was dark and shrouded, even the way she spoke and the acts she required of me. It took years for me to understand the simple fact that I could never understand Nocturnal. Her mystery was as essential to her as savagery was to Boethiah or treachery was to Molag Bal. To understand Nocturnal is to negate her, to pull back the curtains cloaking her realm of darkness. As much as I loved her, I recognized the futility of unraveling her enigmas." ―Sigillah Parate

(Skyrim related poem)

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Reviews

[Rob Santana]

This is sick!!!! ahahaha. Your deep jus like me. I love acient dark stuff.

[AWickedMoon]

Me to... well if you put the work ancient with anything I'm guaranteed to love it and then slap a dark on it even better! Mind you so far the only "witchy" thing I've done is prayed to an Egyptian god. Unless you count making dragons blood ink. lol. And thank you! X)
-Wicked

[Rob Santana]

HAHAHA, I love your style....