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He was born in the ash among the Velothi, anon Chimer,
before the war with the northern men. Ayem came first
to the village of the netchimen, and her shadow was
that of Boethiah, who was the Prince of Plots, and things
unknown and known would fold themselves around her until
they were like stars or the messages of stars. Ayem
took a netchiman's wife and said:
'I am the Face-Snaked Queen of the Three in One.
In you is an image and a seven-syllable spell, AYEM
AE SEHTI AE VEHK, which you will repeat to it until
mystery comes.'
Then Ayem threw the netchiman's wife into the ocean
water where dreughs took her into castles of glass and
coral. They gifted the netchiman's wife with gills and
milk fingers, changing her sex so that she might give
birth to the image as an egg. There she stayed for seven
or eight months.
Then Seht came to the netchiman's wife and said:
'I am the Clockwork King of the Three in One. In
you is an egg of my brother-sister, who possesses
invisible knowledge of words and swords, which you
shall nurture until the Hortator comes.'
And Seht then extended his hands and multitudes of
homunculi came forth, each like a glimmering rope through
the water, and they raised the netchiman's wife back
to the surface world and set her down on the shoals
of Azura's coast. There she lay for seven or eight more
months, caring for the egg-knowledge by whispering to
it the Codes of Mephala and the prophecies of Veloth
and even the forbidden teachings of Trinimac.
Seven Daedra came to her one night and each one gave
to the egg new motions that could be achieved by certain
movements of the bones. These are called the Barons
of Move Like This. Then an eighth Daedroth came, and
he was a Demiprince, called Fa-Nuit-Hen, or the Multiplier
of Motions Known. And Fa-Nuit-Hen said:
'Whom do you wait for?'
To which the netchiman's wife said the Hortator.
'Go to the land of the Indoril in three months' time,
for that is when war comes. I return now to haunt
the warriors who fell and still wonder why. But first
I show you this.'
Then the Barons and the Demiprince joined together
into a pillar of fighting styles terrible to behold
and they danced before the egg and its learning image.
'Look, little Vehk, and find the face behind the
splendor of my bladed carriage, for in it is delivered
the unmixed conflict path, perfect in every way. What
is its number?'
It is said the number is the number of birds that can
nest in an ancient tibrol tree, less three grams of honest
work, but Vivec in his later years found a better one
and so gave this secret to his people.
'For I have crushed a world with my left hand,' he
will say, 'but in my right hand is how it could have
won against me. Love is under my will only.'
The ending of the words is ALMSIVI.
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