The inn's nice and not too busy while Lace warms up - pretty effectively, between the fire and the soup Elana's feeding her.

"Wanna keep moving, soon, or camp here for a bit?" she asks after a little while, once she's finished eating.

"I think we can afford at least a day. Do a bit of reading and plot our next move in more detail."

"Alright. Resting and reorienting sounds good..."

They'll need to take a room at this inn, then.

Fortunately, there's ones available. None of them very nice, compared to the inns in Solitude, but one has a view of the port, one a view of the mountains behind the inn, and they all have warm bedding and solid furniture. (And no bugs, probably mostly due to how cold it is).

They'll take the one looking at the ocean.

It's quite affordable.

Lace nuzzles Elana when they settle into their room. "Do you want me to go ahead and read the Scroll?" she asks.

"If you're feeling up to it."

"I think I am. And it'd be nice to get it out of the way."

Kiss. "Okay then."

She kisses back, then settles in to read - Scroll still angled so Elana can't see it.

And she opens the Elder Scroll of Dragons.

She sees - 

- A dark shadow - 

?She's? hiking through the cold, spinning and humming and cursing ?her? staff in a sudden jarring scene change - 

Two dragons circle over an icy throne - 

Light shining from her skin, coruscating through the air - 

Ash falls like snow from the sky - 

The end of all things crouches on a stony outcropping, craning his head to look at her with cold eyes like - 

A star over Lace's head, her pain flowing through Elana's hands and into it - 

A dragon rises in the east, new, scales bloody red, and events shiver into their proper order under his careful claws - 

Flecks of color and stone swirl about a curled up body covered in a thin crust of dirt, ticking down like clockwork - 

Lace's face in Elana's hands, eyes closed - 

A crooning song, and the clock of death unwinds - 

A golden dragon soars through the starry void - 

Harkon and Elana stand across from each other - 

A star shines in a veiled woman's hand, prophecy and power flowing through it - 

Two novas blaze in the dark, swelling to encompass the world between them - 

And Lace - 

can't see - 

She crashes back into herself, her body a screaming stranger - closes the scroll with fumbling hands, her thoughts shivering and breaking apart as they wrap around everything - 

She crawls into Elana's lap as best she can without her sight.

Elana pats her soothingly.

"That looked worse."

Nuzzle. "Less - weirdly ominous. More stuff."

Pet pet.

She shivers and nuzzles Elana until her sight returns, then recounts the vision as best she can. "I think a lot of it wasn't related to us except maybe via weird metaphors, the Scroll felt like it had a few - things it was mostly interested in - "

Elana grabs a journal to take notes. "I'm not quite sure how the dragons fit. Akatosh is traditionally depicted as one, which fits the time..."

"I think time was a big part of it? And - things that may happen." She furrows her brow. "Light or stars and time seemed to be the main things..."

"Mm," she agrees.

Snuggle. "Head feels weird still, though."

Pet pet.

"A woman and a star that holds power... sounds like Azura's Star."

"What's that?"

"A Daedric artifact. Soulgems disintegrate after a single use, but Azura's Star is a soulgem that can be reused indefinitely."

"Hmm... The thing with a star over me - maybe bleeding off my magicka and storing it in Azura's Star instead of yourself?"

"Could be."

"That - seemed like a separate thing from the blood ritual..." She frowns. "Maybe use it to store a bunch at once like - a battery - and then get enough magicka to hit escape velocity..."