Dragonborn Saga Chapter 58
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[A/N: When I wrote Hilda's journal, I always put '......' at the end of every sentence. The reason is to imply that there is more to it than what's just written. It's not something I want to hide or anything. It's just what you can think of as me giving myself space to add more in the future. Something like Jonrad's personality and stuff like that. Don't think too much about it and Enjoy!]
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I knew things would never be that simple, but that's too crazy!
There are too many things in my mind right now, to many things I want to say but I can't just start shouting at night!
If someone who knew nothing, a native from this world would only see the journal as two parts, one part spoke about the Great War and one part spoke of a struggling mother.
But I, a reincarnated individual, saw more than just that!
I was in an emotional roller coaster. Sometimes laughing about the things between Hilda and Jonrad. Sometimes I got really immersed in the way Hilda described the vivid image of the war. Sometimes I just wanted to skip some embarrassing parts. Sometimes I was about to scream from the cosmic coincidences I found, something like teacher Laaneth.
But most times I felt bitterness! Hatred and darkness! There were those who inflected such a mental and emotional damage to Hilda.
Extremely hateful!
Totally unforgivable!
Not even a thousand death can be a fair compensation!
Fate! Prophecy! Elder Scrolls!
In the end, these are things mortals hold dearly!
If my fate is prophesied to be entwined with three Elder Scrolls then that is no news to me.
I already know where are these Scrolls right now. And I don't even need them.
It may help make things easier and acquire some valuables but it is just a bother to even hold them around.
The Elder Scrolls are 'godly' artifacts with incomprehensible powers!
They can allow one to look in the past and future, they can even do 'Time Warps' and manipulate Time itself, one of the most dangerous aspects of magic.
Not just this and that! The mysteries of the Elder Scrolls are innumerable! For example; they can't be counted as they actually don't have a fixed numbers, they exist within space put appear and disappear according to the need.
I just think of them as the e-mails sent by a higher entity to guide lower entities. To show answers and make choices. That's is the reason for their omnipresence property.
Of course they are terrifying to use, if someone acquired even a small Daedric artifact then the whole surroundings would go up and down, let alone an Elder Scroll, let alone three.
I mean the game franchise itself was called 'The Elder Scrolls'.
Whatever! I shouldn't think about the Elder Scrolls now anyway.
Back to the content of this Journal, or before that, this is no ordinary Journal!
I never took the blood proof seriously as I got absorbed in reading quickly. But now that I think about it, I don't even recognize the Aspect of the Enchantment. It's too mysterious! I can only guess it is something related to Restoration School.
But what I don't know now is not important compared to what I learned from the content!
First, my name is not Jon but Jonhild. I knew I chose the name in the character menu before but this is just too weird!
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My parents are Jonrad and Hilda and they combined their names to make Jonhild.
Jonhild Fire-Mane, huh! Sounds Nord enough to me! I also like the sound of it.
Jonrad is a member of the Blades! For some reason I don't like the sound of it!
He is also dedicated to Fire magic! I guess he is my father for a reason.
Anyway! He seems like someone I'll get along with! We can research tons of magic together, something like making total annulation spells as a family project on weekends.
But to think he is researching the Dragonknights! I secretly felt proud about it.
Dragonknights were the followers of a martial tradition that emerged during the Second Era, originating from the dispersed Akaviri Dragonguard. Their abilities were said to descend from the powers of dragons, although none had been seen a dragon for years at that time. They were particularly skilled at manipulating fire, and could wreathe themselves in it completely without being harmed.
This is something fearsome. And from the journal here, Jonrad has reached a good level of mastery as it seemed he attacked few ships in Illiac Bay and some of them were destroyed by him.
Hilda was abnormally strong too when I met her, she was not someone I would think of going against even four years from now.
Still, the amount of hardships she recorded in her journal made me feel bitter and my throat felt like on fire, I was angry and I still am.
The last word she wrote actually made my eyes tear. Conflict over racial superiority and power in no strange between mankind and merkind, but it gets stranger and meaningless for those who live the action of conflict itself. They took their weapons to fight for peace but eventually, only more blood was shed.
I think I got to know my parents better. I am in conflicted emotions yes, but I feel somewhat better.
One other thing, Jonrad was suppose to be the Clan's Patriarch! But for because of his birthsign, he was not allowed to be the Patriarch!
I also have the same birthsign as him from what Hilda wrote.
I am confused! Birthsigns are the stars one was born under, which means his zodiac sign in my past world. The signs in this world are sometimes a source of great power. And as I discovered before I was born under the 'Shadow' stars and no stars will give me power except them, unlike the game which allowed the player to switch them anytime.
But here where it gets weirder. Hilda wrote I was born on the 22nd of Morning Star (January), and as much as I appreciate finally knowing my birthday, it still meant that my stars are the 'Ritual' not the 'Shadow'.
I don't know how foreign stars can protect me without using a certain artifact that appeared in game. Still, either one of the Birthsigns are widely favored between people! Does the clan have a certain rule about that thing or something? I'll have to ask Hilda about that! This is important!
The thing that amused me the most was the topic about Uncle Delvin. He is my mentor in thievery and all the stuff I learned from him were hard earned knowledge, nothing from the game like most of the other stuff. Funny thing is, he was actually caught once. This is a scandal just as Hilda wrote! Delvin Malory being dragged to prison is nothing we heard of before. This guy is the one who made the rules for the guild around Skyrim. He is not the leader but he is the mastermind and the expert about business. Even though I prefer the ways of big sis Vex, I learned most from him and he gave me my business nickname. Let's not talk about that to anyone.
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After collecting these information in a 'Family Drama' folder and saving them in the 'important stuff' memory. I now turn to the crazy stuff, the 'Total Coco' folder.
In the journal, few names were mentioned that I was about to jump off my seat when I read them.
'Tyr': a knight Blade who appears to be my uncle.
'Laaneth': that Laaneth, the Mysticism class teacher that was roped in by Nurina. She also said that she is a friend of Tyr Fire-Mane.
The 'Argonian Smuggler' and the 'Mysterious Man' that never showed his face. I could make a guess who are they.
'Lagate Cassia': that seemed to be a good friend of Hilda and Tyr.
Putting those five people together only ment one thing!
HOLY MARBLES!
How could I forget such names?
This is actually a Hero party.
'The Forgotten Hero'!
They had a game that I only read about but had no time to play. It was called 'The Elder Scrolls: Legends', a card game released after 'The Elder Scrolls: Skyrim' to serve as a material and adding some drama into the Great War.
The Forgotten Hero would rise to help a fellow prisoner from the Baldes named Tyr and would save the Empire with him along with other few people!
The Forgotten Hero himself was not recognized or named by the game but had three adventures! Other than the Great War, he had some action in High Rock and Cyrodiil with the Dark Brotherhood that led to their current decline, and he will have a third adventure later.
Unfortunately, I don't know the details! I haven't played this game but I read the brief description of it.
I guess I'll see Laaneth into a new light now. I am also looking forward to see any of the other people from that game.
This was not the end of it.
The name 'Fultheim' is a bigger surprise! He is one of the most mysterious NPCs in the game.
This guy was living in a travelers' inn in the middle of bu## f@€k nowhere! He had an Akaviri Katana, the same one belongs to the Blades. He also would attack the player if he/she was wearing the Thalmor Gear.
Many game theorists made videos about him but all they concluded that he was a Blade spending the rest of his life in seclusion after the disbanding of the Blades.
But to think he protected me when I was a baby and followed Jonrad as his attendant! Still, why is he not with the Fire-Manes?
Man! This is truly a headache bringer!
These amounts of information made my head hurt and my eyes heavy.
I'll just head to bed, I think it's dawn now.
Speaking of the bed, Julls was still sleeping. As I just lied beside her, she sensed me and engaged in a cuddle.
This is nice! It's my first time cuddling! Let's try that!
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It started to get noisy outside, I guess the people are going for their classes and stalls in the morning.
Few minutes later, someone knocked on my door!
Normally this the boys dorm so if my upper half is naked then no problem with it.
But the one knocking the door was Eliel.
"Hey we wer..."
She was going to say something but she suddenly lagged. She started to smile in a weird way while looking into my room.
I realized that Julls was still in bed so I covered the view with myself, but Eliel was already nose bleeding.
"We.. We.."
"I'll meet you guys in the club."
I closed the door hurriedly.
Dammit! This pervert of all times!
Let's see what she wants!
Switching back to the college robes, I took my bag that had my latest experiments and spells then headed out to the club.
Everyone was at the club already and there seemed to be a meating.
"What's going on?"
"We are here as the five core and only members of the club to fill the form and get finally registered as a team!" Eliel said. She seems to have wiped the blood but looked a bit pale.
Still, "Get registered?"
"Oh! Well, you see...." Morbagog was trying to say something but he was interrupted by Yisra.
"We are not an official team yet, we need to be five at least, why do you think we hide out here?"
"Aaah! So that's how it is!"
"I am sorry I hid that from you but please don't take it the wrong way!" Morbagog was apologizing.
"It's okay! I already made my plans..."
"So, pleas..."
"But... I will be the one taking charge from now on."
They all became silent. Of course I just joined them and now I am going to order them around.
"Excuse me, but Jon..." Eliel was about to say something.
"Too perverted! All you'll keep doing is creating useless spells."
They all went in silence. What I said was true!
Morbagog was about to say something but interrupted, "It would be scary if you made a captain speech."
"What about Yisra?" Mahran asked pushing Yisra under the rail.
"Just staring at the fire won't help you understand how to alter its nature."
"What about Mahran!?" Asked Yisra who was depressed from my answer.
""Adding spooky blades to Dwemer Automatons figures won't make it move."
That's right! That team is a mess
"I have brought you some of my small projects, the machine you were trying to create is done too."
I put a sketch note front of them.
"What!"
"Seriously!"
This is not my usual sketch note, this is a new one for the club having some minor ideas the can do for me.
"You can have a teaser trailer from a far for now."
I took the note and showed it from a far. They were some sketches and wild ideas as well as some calculations.
"C-Can we please?"
Eliel was making puppy eyes!
Ignored!
No puppy eyes can affect a cat lover.
"Only if I became the team leader!"
They looked at each other and Eliel felt dejected!
"Gaaah! Fine, you are the team leader!"
She wrote it in the registration form!
"Okay! Here!"
I gave them the notes and they crowded together on it.
I moved my eyes to the form.
It had the five names of the first members as well as the team type and name.
A research team. Perfect.
But what in Oblivion is that name?
"The Creation Club?!"
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