Skyrim: A New Life

Se’rith was back on the road. She took the North Road out of Riverwood and went on past Whiterun, the tundra seemed to go on forever and a multitude of travellers and peddlers travelled to and from Whiterun, obviously a trade hub for the Hold. Se’rith was amazed at the diversity of insect life. Colourful butterflies fluttered peacefully along the sides of the round, some even hovering curiously near the dark elf. She did not have the heart to pluck them out of the air knowing full the alchemical properties of many of their wings.

OT-diversity in bud and insect life comes from 83Willows 101 Bugs by 83Willow.

The road back to The Pale was uneventful and soon enough Se’rith was back in the Nightgate Inn enjoying a spot of lunch, some cooked beef washed down with an ale and finished off with a delicious sweet roll. As was expected the weather was foul. Snow fell endlessly and the wind howled. Yet she went on until nearing Winterhold. She was suddenly set upon just as the South Road dips into the village. An argonian materialised out thin air and drove a short sword into her side. It dug in painfully and the wound begun to sting instantly, poison! Se’rith quickly gathered her wits  and as she pushed the would be assassin back with a blast of lightning, she pulled at a scroll on her belt. She had acquired a brace of Fireball scrolls from a wandering wizard staying at the Whiterun Stables and one of them saved her life as she blasted the super heated ball of magical fire at the feet of the argonian. As she inspected the still smouldering body she saw a tattoo of a hand on the argonian’s left palm. Her weapons were of exquisite quality and her blade was still coated with some residue of the poison Se’rith seemed to have resisted. Most worrying of all was small note she found folded and ticked into the assassin’s pouch. It seemed the Dark Brotherhood, the Assassin’s Guild was after her for some reason or other. Se’rith suddenly felt very scared!

She took the road back to the College with greater haste and did not feel safe until she felt its stone walls around her. She went to her room in the Hall of Attainement and changed out of her travelling clothes, after bathing. The road had been long and tiresome but she was not afforded the luxury of rest as a feline voice was suddenly asking her if his scrolls worked. J’zargo was somewhat shocked to hear Se’rith’s rpeorts. Yes they did work destroying the undead that got anywhere near the shrouding flames but the damage to the caster left them weak and vulnerable. His whiskers seemed to droop at this and for the first time since meeting him Se’rith noticed him somewhat subdued. She told him to keep working at it as the spell was clearly potent, it just needed tweaking. At this the khajit perked up and thanked the Dunmer. He proclaimed he was in her debt and if she needed any assistance J’zargo would be happy to provide it. With that he gave her a curt bow and left her to rest.

Once rested, she went into the Hall of Elements and found Sergius. She handed Ahlam’s necklace over and passed on the Redguard’s message. The somewhat dour Sergius was quite pleased however and passed over a small pouch holding a not so insignificant amount of gold for her troubles. She knew exactly what she’d be doing with that. A travelling mage, calling himself and ambassador of the Manatis was staying in the College peddling a number of new and very rare spells. Serguis’s gold would go to purchasing one of these spells. Though the tome was difficult to master, Se’rith was able to commit it to memory.

OT-Spells courtesy of Phendrix’s Magic Evolved mod (Highly recommended if you are going to play mage).

Se’rith had one more matter of business to deal with, dragons! She sought out Mirabelle and showed her the adventurers journal she had found when she was assaulted at the Guardian Stones. She also showed her a very peculiar stone she had found in an ancient barrow she was investigating in the mountains above Riverwood. Mirabelle did not laugh as Se’rith expected but instead advised her not to show this to anyone else and to seek out Farengar Secret Fire, a former College student and widely recognised as Skyrim’s authority on dragon lore. As luck would have it, or unluck, he was now in the employ of the Jarl of Whiterun as court wizard. Mirabelle told her she had found a dragon stone, something of which she knew very little about. Farengar would be in a much better position to tell her more. Though she laughed off Se’rith’s question about the existence of dragons there was something in her countenance that sent a shiver down the Dunmer’s spine.

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2 comments on “Skyrim: A New Life

  1. antiscamp says:

    You make some really good mod recommendations too.

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