Skyrim: A New Life

It seemed that her exploits in Saarthal had made her well know in the College. Masters and apprentices alike hailed her as she walked the hallowed halls congratulating her, Mirabelle in particular was glowing with praise. To be honest there was some part of Se’rith that believed she deserved the praise as Tolfdir had certainly put in her in danger’s way and she came out relatively unscathed. Yet not all was good news. As she entered the Hall of Elements Faralda called her over into an alcove and gave her a warning that sent a chill down her spine. She claimed that Ancano, the Thalmor Ambassador had been asking several probing questions about this new dark elf just arrived in the College. It was clear that despite being a high elf herself Faralda held no love for the Aldemri Dominion. Se’rith thanked her for the warning and wondered what she’d done to merit such unwelcome attention.

Ancano, Thalmor Ambassador to the College of Winterhold

Entering the Arcaneum she finally found Urag, who in true orc style, was nonplussed about what had happened in Saarthal. He, alas, did not have anything to aid Se’rith in her research due to a theft by a former apprentice of the College called Orthorn. He had apparently  got in with a rouge element of conjurers that decided to leave the College. Urag intimated that they were involved in some dealings and research that conflicted with the tenets of the College and thus relocated to a ruined keep near Whiterun called Fell Blow Keep. This Orthorn, in order to impress his new associates, pilfered supplies and books from the College. Some of the volumes he took off with his dealt with the history of Saarthal and the first Nord settlements. If any information was to be had it was sure in one of those volumes. With tusks dripping with sarcasm Urag suggested she go and have a chat with Orthorn. He even gave her a map of the province and marked the location of Fell Blow Keep, only half way across Skyrim! Se’rith thanked him for his aid and made her way to her chambers as the hour was getting late if the rumblings in her stomach were anything to go by!

There she bumped in J’zargo who, in his way, expressed his amazement that a mage of Se’rith’s quality could pull off the feats she did. As such he granted her the ‘honour’ of field testing a new fire spell for use against the undead in particular. He beckoned her into his room and handed over a bunch of 10 scrolls and tasked her with frying some skeletons and draugr to test the effectiveness of his creation. Se’rith thanked him for the ‘great honour’ he was bestowing her. The vain khajit failed to see the sarcasm and went on about the privilege blah blah blah.

OT – J’zargo and all argonians and khajits will from today benefit from Better Beast Races by Xenius.

She made her apologies to the rambling khajit and made for her bedchamber. She had some beef jerky she was going to wash down with some Hunningbrew Mead she had purchased at Birna’s as she read two volumes she had found in her room. The first book was titled ‘The Madmen of the Reach’ by Arrianus Arius. A treatise on the Forsworn in an area of Skyrim called the Reach. Checking her map she saw The Reach was far to the West of her location and if what the book said was true then she was glad she was far removed from such a war torn area. If Skyrim was falling into civil war it was with the backdrop of another, much older conflict. Nords didn’t seem to like non Nords at all! Her second book was entitled Immortal Blood. An account on vampires and vampire clans. She was to regret this as her dreams that restless night were full of feather clad savages wielding primitive weapons and fanged vampires seeking her elven blood!

Skyrim: A New Life

Tolfdir could not answer Se’rith’s question and he ordered her back to the College. She was to find the Arch Mage and tell him what they had found. This orb was a mystery and it would be in the College’s interest to research and study it to release and use its power. As she turned to leave however Se’rith noticed a small door behind the floating orb. She opened it, ready to meet any challenge but the only thing she encountered was a wall of dark stone etched with writing she did not understand. She was about to tell Tolfdir when she heard it. Distant whispers floating on the wind beckoning her towards the wall. Ethereal wind began to generate from the wall as the runes began to glow eerily.

The runes glowed brighter and brighter drawing her in like a moth to the flame. One word in particular glowed with a fierce light, damaging her red eyes. The word grew in size until the wind rose in intensity and strength. The chanting became louder, she could make out distinctive sounds but could not understand their meaning. The door slammed shut behind her as her vision was totally consumed by this rune that seemed to be lifting off the wall and burning itself into her eyes. She lifted her hands to shield them when a loud thunder clap threw to the floor and she lost consciousness.

She woke up some time later. The wall was now smooth, there was no wind and no noise other than the whistling of the wind through a hole on the wall through which pale daylight was streaming through. Had she dreamt all this? Was it to do with her fever? She certainly felt..well different but she couldn’t tell exactly how or why! She gathered her wits about her and told herself not to be silly and made to move to the light and back to the surface. She had mission to accomplish and she had no idea how long she had been out for.

Upon reaching the College she immediately sought Savos Aren to relay her news. He was certainly impressed by the whole story and commended Se’rith for her handling of the revenant, especially by one so young and inexperienced. She did, however, not mention the wall or the glowing runes. Aren rewarded her with a staff. One, he said, she would find very useful the next time she was underground. He also bade Se’rith head to the Arcaneum and seek Urag’s aid in researching the orb. He then dismissed her and once again thanked her for her efforts. When she got to the Arcaneum she had no option but to sit down as her body was suddenly racked with chills and she broke out in cold sweat, damn fever! As she recovered she produced a small folded scroll she had found in the revenant’s chamber.  It contained some sort of riddle. Something to research at a later date.

Urag was not to be found at his usual perch so Se’rith headed back to the Hall of Attainment. Her apothecary’s satchel was full of ingredients she had been gathering. Having acquired a basic knowledge of Alchemy in Morrowind she was keen to brew some potions of her own. She knew she had enough material to brew several Stamina potions, and by the Nine she would need them, and several weak health potions. She found a communal alchemist’s station on the second floor of the Hall of Attainment and set to work. As she mixed the pulped ingredients she found that crushed wolf heart mixed with a certain blue flower native to Skyrim, she had certainly not seen anything like it in Morrowind, accentuated the power of the basic health potion and it not only boosted ones health it increased the rate of regeneration. This is what is felt like to be a mage, research and discovery.

Once she had finished Se’rith headed to Winterhold, to the small General Store(Birna’s Oddments or something like that) she had seen on her way into the College. She had several items she had picked up inside Saarthal, items that were not magical in nature and sure not to interest the College, she wished to trade. Birna was sure to welcome the trade and Se’rith was mindful of the fact that a successful mage would also need coin to fund experiments and such. As she left the College she bumped into Brelyna. As a fellow Dunmer a familiar face brought Se’rith some comfort. They engaged in conversation of a common heritage and Brelyna revealed she was a scion of House Telvanni, Se’rith raised her eyebrows at this a Great House! She also mentioned that before the Oblivion Crisis Winterhold was full of Dunmer but as elves in general were blamed for the woes of Winterhold very few dark elves now came seeking the College’s knowledge. As they talked Se’rith began to warm to her, hearing the familiar accent made her feel at home and somewhat nostalgic. As such she quickly agreed to help Brelyna in some sort of spell casting she wanted to try. She instantly regretted it as her world turn green! The look on the other Dunmer’s face said it all. She was mortified and apologised profusely. Se’rith told her not to worry and she was sure the spell effects would wear off in time. Indeed they did as they sat together and reminisced about their homeland and its sad fate.

Se’rith must have lost her senses when she once again agreed to become Brelyna’s subject matter. She was sure that this time she’d get it right. The swirl of purple energy told Se’rth she was attempting some alteration magic and before she knew it Se’rth was sprouting a pair of horns and mooing! Brelyna went into a panic and started casting one spell after an other. First a cow, then a horse and then a barking dog! What kind of a mage was she?!?!? At the fourth attempt Se’rith was polymorhped back into her usual body. The look on Brelyna’s face was the last straw and she burst out laughing, the Telvanni joined her in mirth. Se’rith told her not to worry and that it was a pleasure to have helped her in her studies. As a matter of fact she felt the blossoming of a budding friendship. She felt that she could call on Brelyna’s aid in future should she need to. She bade her farewell and went off once again to seek Urag.

Se'rith the Horse, courtesy of Brelyna Telvanni

War in the Pacific Admiral’s Edition. Game vs Herb

6th June 1943, Reuters.

China in Peril?

Japanese air units have suddenly decided that the air space over the Chinese city of Changsha is prime estate. Oscars and Lilys have been contesting the air space and bombing the airfield respectively. CAF units reinforced by several USAAF squadrons from Burma, have been fighting back. Recon of the nearby area suggests that the IJA is also on the move West. Yesterday Kuomintang units holding the river to the East of Hengyang reported coming into contact with advanced elements of a Japanese division. Reinforcements are on their way and it is now clear that the Japanese summer offensive plans revolve around the capture of Changsha whose industries are vital for the war effort in China. The Generalissimo has been reassured by allied commanders that China will not be left alone and that moves to support her have already started and two very far flung theatres of war. For now the USAAF stands shoulder to shoulder with their brave Chinese allies in the face of continued Japanese aggression. The Japs may find a different Chinese army to that they started fighting in 1937 as Uncle Sam is now arming these brave soldiers wanting to rid their homeland of all traces of Japanese occupation!