Flash Fiction February Day 21 Creature Curiousity (Fyr)

 Day 21 Creature:

Over the years I have encountered many creatures both in the realm of scientific study as well as on my adventures throughout Tamriel, one I find fascinating is the concept of the Falmer. I asked a friend of mine, the last living Dwemer, once upon a time if he could tell me what happened to his people and why the twisted version of the former Snow Elves were left behind. Unfortunately old age and Corpus as well as severe stubbornness only rivaled perhaps by Neloth himself made the answer be withheld. Some day perhaps I will discover the secrets of the Dwemer, but I leave most of that to Neloth and Valan who prefer a combination of lab work and field work. My days of adventuring for the most part are over for a variety of reasons which I will not get into, it would take ages…literally. The question of the creatures called the falmer much to my dismay is brought up today. “Fyr, can I ask you a question?” Valan asks, knocking on the open door to my study. Taking a sip of my tea and sighing dramatically I turn around “Depends on the question. If it involves the arcane university or the business that I got into with that professor then the answer is no.” Valan gives me a displeased look, but to be fair, that is a line of questioning that has been asked about too many times for my liking. Yes, I got kicked out of university. Why? That is for me to know and you to not find out. “What do you know about the falmer?” Valan asks, taking a seat in one of the spare chairs after closing the door. “Not much, to be honest. They are rather strange creatures, they were elves once, but whatever culture and pride they once had was broken down millenia ago by the Dwemer before their disappearance into thin air. I was told once the plan was to blind the Snow Elves so they could be brought along with the Dwemer wherever they went, and were left behind by accident. Not the greatest plan if you ask me.” Valan hums in agreement with my last statement, it was a rather stupid plan if that theory is in fact correct, but the world may never know with how little we truly know about what happened, even people who knew the Dwemer such as myself. He then tells me about how a friend of his stumbled upon some interesting stone tablets that are in the process of being translated along with a large statue that was perhaps a carving of a snow elf deity, they may explain at least part of the process that occurred with the toxicity from the mushrooms the elves were fed that resulted in their blindness, and perhaps somewhere in there lays a cure to revert the effects that made them evolve into the twisted creatures they have become. “Well, thoughts?” Valan asks after a few minutes of silence when I was lost in my thoughts about all the possibilities that could occur if one tampered with the mutated genes that caused the Falmer to evolve the way they did. “Yes yes it’s very interesting, I’ll look into it more. If your friend has any other information, have them pass it along from you to me or have them write to me directly. In the meantime, I’ll be downstairs, I’ve got to have a conversation with an old friend about something. Stay up here if you want, just don’t break anything and don’t touch the daedric artifacts or I will hurt you…but you already know that.” Valan gives me a sarcastic comment and a grin in reply and genuinely promises not to break anything, he’ll be busy reading and finishing his tea. Levitating downstairs and following the hallway that leads to the sanatorium I say a brief hello to the youngest of my daughters, Uupse, while she works on organizing medication lists for the current patients. While they are clones and as a result quadruplets, it works similar to normal multiples with perhaps a few seconds or minutes difference between siblings depending on method of delivery. Letting her get back to her task I equip the necessary cautionary measures including sterile gloves and go into the sanatorium itself. Time for a chat about a fascinating group of creatures with a very old friend.