Sharp-Eye-Nerevarine
Chapter One: Plot of the Tribunal
"The Temple won't hold up Almelexia, the Nerevarine has come."
The wavy image of the goddess faltered for a moment, then returned to normal.
"Well Vivec," she said' "the Nerevarine may be able to help us." Vivec turned to face the projected image of the goddess hovering in his chambers.
"No good can come of this." The god could only imagine what would happen if the Nerevarine decided to turn on the Temple. He was said to have untold power, stonger than any of the gods. "What if he decides that we are obsolete to Dagoth Ur's destruction?"
"He will come to you for guidence," she answered, "he will have to obey your law. You will have control over him Vivec, no one can stop us."
Vivec thought of the idea. What if he could control the Nerevarine? All of Vvardenfell would be at his feet.
He turned to the image. He would finally be able to rid himself of Almelexia. Her reign over Mournhold had not helped Vivec in any way. She just liked to manipulate the Temple into fufilling her tedious tasks.
Almelexia had given too much power to her soldiers, the High Ordinaters. They would probably destroy her before the Nerevarine could ever learn of Mournhold.
"Almelexia," Vivec said. The ageless goddess turned to face him. "I will send a message to the Dunmer. They will spread the rumor of the Nerevarine's return."
The goddess smiled. "Good, the harder his quest is, the easier it will be to manipulate him. Goodbye for now Vivec. I will hold off the King Helseth's Brotherhood for now." The goddess' image faded, leaving the room dark.
If we know of the Nerevarine's return, then Ur would know as well. I hope this works.
Vivec sent for a priest to spread the word.