Dragonborn Saga Chapter 247
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Now that I have a Sith Lightsaber (Bloodskal) and a Sith Mask (Krilon), all I need now is a Blaster Gun and I can achieve the childhood dreams of my Past Life to the max. That lawyer I used to be who died without knowing the reason can rest in peace once and for all.
[A/N: What do you guys think about the Blaster Gun? That energy gun from Star Wars. We can make it shoot Auras?]
Sigh! Such a dream!
Anyway, with all that done, my visit to Solstheim was finally coming to an end. I visited the old Foreman of the mine and returned to him the notes of his great-grandfather. With it, he could convince Councilor Morvayn and Second Councilor Adril Arano to reopen Raven Rock's mine. Once House Redoran checked the Mines that I cleaned, they were overjoyed to the max and asked me to come to Blacklight City in Morrowind to receive a gift from the Main House gain a title but I said it is okay and asked to be a trade partner with the mine too.
Without further delay, I got accepted right away and an Ebony Trade would open between Winterhold and Raven Rock.
Trading Ebony Ore and mining it was forbidden in the Empire and its provinces. The ebony was only imported as a certain amount by none other than the East Empire Company. The EEC has a total monopoly over the Ebony Trade in the Empire, selling the Ebony to them is the best course of actions.
Both towns were in a bad shape before but now, thanks to the Dare Dragon Company, everything is getting better and better for both towns.
We spent one day after that then took the 'Alexandria' back to Skyrim once again.
"That was a really nice trip. Even though we were fighting most of the time." Jull said.
"You liked Solstheim?"
"Yes, the Ashlands are not that bad and I heard the mainland of Morrowind look much better."
"What about you, Alina? What did you like about the trip?"
"It was interesting, my first time out of Skyrim so it was interesting." Alina said.
"Yes, Skyrim is more beautiful even though Winterhold is a damnable wasteland." Jullanar added.
"You both are right, I missed Skyrim too! Tell you what, we finish up with the coming even and go on a trip around Skyrim the three of us with Nefertiti of course."
"Yes, please." "Oooh!"
I was seen in a favorable impression by the girls and we at least planned up forward just a little.
We returned back to our cabin once the ship was going nicely. We have five days to laze around or do something useful until we reached Winterhold. I, myself, will go work on the Magicka Reactor.
***
Five days indeed passed.
Between intense lovemaking and researching, life on the ship was pretty simple and happy. Also, I am but a few steps away from finishing the first Magicka Reactor Prototype.
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I used a 'Ruby' gemstone as the core of the Reactor as it was enchantable. It was linked with a Soul Gem by Elven Metal Wires and all put together in a grinded Stalhrim. Putting the mix in a cylinder template, the Stalhrim was left to mold together with itself enclosing on the Soul Gem and the enchanted Ruby then the Stalhrim itself got enchanted once again. There were some Elven Wires coming out from the top and bottom of the Stalhrim mold and these were to connect some Dwarven Poles with, normally positive and negative poles.
The last step was going to take a while so I delayed it to when I reach Winterhold.
***
"Mother, Mother… and Old Bastard!"
I greeted Nurina and Hilda with a one to go hug and greeted Jonrad casually.
"Brat, you look stronger." Nurina noticed right away.
"No, he looks pale. Jonhild, were you eating well?" Hilda asked.
"I was eating like a pull, I am just pale from the sea breeze."
We were all gathered in my house, Seamist Manor where Hilda and Jonrad were staying the past month.
They hammered me with questions left and right until they were finally satisfied. I finally gave Nurina the last insights I gain in the Meditative Cultivation and she took the scroll I gave her and started reading it on the side. Jonrad, on the other hand, was grinning at me.
"So you managed to Solidify your Aura! Good job."
"Well, I got some insight from our spar."
"Oh, want to go again? I'll show something new this time."
"Spare me now, old man. I need to finish a crucial project during the coming month."
I still remember how he solidified his Aura and used it as a whip. It felt so darn heavy back then, even with the breakthrough I achieved, I am not able to do anything similar.
Father have learned most of the Dragon Knights' skills that appeared in ESO and his understanding was deep and fathomable. Even though he is a lousy teacher, watching him sure is very useful.
"So, how is the expected Firemane?" I said and pointed to Hilda's belly.
She was wearing a big dress and her belly started to take shape by the baby. It was her fourth month after all.
Jonrad, Hilda and Nurina smiled all three of them.
"We are expecting two Firemanes." Father said.
"... two? Wait!... Two? I am going to have two siblings?"
I grinned widely.
This family is going to get wild.
"We are staying here for a while then will go back to the clan's fort in the sixth month." Jonrad said.
"I see! You shouldn't move a lot then! Ask anyone and everything will be brought right to you." I said.
"Jon, I am not that incapable, I still can…"
"Shut it! This wasn't a request. Hey, old bastard. Say something."
"Little bastard is right."
Alina came in and we all agreed to keep Hilda under watch. Alina and Jull would be able to keep her in check as Jonrad is a lazy bum who would sleep if have nothing to do and Nurina is a nerd who would put her face in a book and forget about the realm she lives in. Good thing we made it back in time.
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Anyway, we invited Wulfur and Bjorna for dinner then Faralda and Laaneth popped up and got invited too. The mood was as heartily as I wanted it to be.
"Jon, prepare for the Scholar's Exam in a week. We are short on Teachers!" Laaneth said out of the blue.
"Teachers? Come on, I said I am going to be a Journeyman Scholar like you." I said to her.
Journeyman Scholars are one type of the Scholars in the College, they are the ones who go around the world and search for old magic to research, Laaneth was the shining star between the Journeyman Scholars at that. Other than them, there are Management, Researchers, Teachers, Combatants, Alchemists and Artificers each to their department.
Journeymen wouldn't have any duties in the college but need to contribute two times a year for them to receive funding from the college. Mages have their own sources anyway so Journeyman Scholars are rarely active like Laaneth.
"The Mysticism Department needs a Teacher and you are very able to be that one. All I will ask you is to keep teaching for a month after you pass the exam and get hired. Just cover for me until I return from Cyrodiil." Laaneth said.
"Sigh! Okay but you have to give me two Expert Atronach Spells." I said.
"Just that?"
"Well, the Greater Atronachs are hard to Reform so I need your guidance." I said the problem I was having.
"They can't be reformed." Laaneth said.
"What?"
"They can't be reformed unless they are mixed with another Element, for example, Flame and Stone Atronachs are the best combination we found so far."
"Stone Atronachs? Aren't those just Golems?"
"Yes."
"I see! So the Greater Atronach has a greater Ego and needs to be subdued with a neutral element, and that is Stone."
"Stone, Shadow, Flesh or Iron. As long as you can make Golem out of it then you name it. I will give you the technique and a good spell."
"Deal."
Golems are really not much different from Atronachs but don't wield Magic. The idea behind making them is very simple, one will just conjure a Familiar from Oblivion which is the most basic kind of Daedra.
Familiars are not just some ghosts like how it appeared in the game, they are the most basic form of Daedra. They are formless souls that wander Oblivion and can be conjured to take an appearance and receive commands just like that, they can also later evolve into a Daedra beast like a Clannfear or a Scamp.
Sometimes, Mages conjure these Formless Familiars and make them possess Stone which is the most stable element and with that, the first Stone Atronach was created.
Now Laanath told me that I can conjure reformed Greater Flame Atronach with that method?
I like it. I will have to brainstorm it with Alina later.
***
Night came and we all went to our beds. My beauties were on my left and right as always but something woke me up from that peaceful sleep.
I saw a dream… a nightmare!
Maybe a memory, I am not sure!
I calmed my mind and went out of bed quietly to not wake anyone up then donned my heavy cloak and put on the Haven Ring. I looked at my gear which was made of Four pieces of Ahzidal's Artifacts along with other things.
Anyway, I felt that the four artifacts gave me some memories that belonged to Ahzidal… they seemed to be the memories from when Saarthal got sacked by the Snow Elves.
How pitiful! His resentment still held all that time even though he helped Ysgramor push all the Snow Elves to extension.
Still, Ahzidal was a hero once and his remains deserve respect. I was still carrying his body in a coffin in the Haven Cube.
"I think I should do it fast."
I headed out of the house and conjured a Flame Atronach Hawk then rode on it and rose to the Sky. Less than an hour later, I arrived at Saarthal… or what used to be.
The only thing that was left was their Hall of the Dead which is the Nordic Crypt of the Dead, the rest of the traces disappeared away under this snow.
I sighed and took out a shovel then dug a grave in a good area and placed Ahzidal's coffin in. After I buried the coffin, I stood a minute in silence for him.
That is the least respect I can show.
But as I turned around, I saw a woman… a Dark Elf that looked somewhat familiar! This was… Aranea Ienith.
Aranea Ienith, the Priestess of Azura that sent me after the Star of Azura which I ended up… changing.
"Blasphemer, I should kill you for defiling Azura's artifact." She said with an angry face.
I looked at her with a poker face then sighed.
"What was done had to be done. The star took a lot of lives."
"Defiler! Thief of the Star, I would have called all the Dunmer in Winterhold to rise against you but…"
Dammit! She paused for a while then continued.
"... But lady Azura chose to show you mercy for now. You took in the Dunmer when people kicked them out and you provided them with a place to live in the shade of her Twilight. Lady Azura decided to show mercy… for now."
I just remain silent.
"You are now a defiler but you will return what you stole and Atone for your Sins! Lady of the Twilight still sees you as her Champion… I don't know why or how but you will hear from me later."
Aranea Ienith said her words and turned around leaving.
I felt a disaster coming my way.
It seems the Daedric Prince of Twilight, Azura is pissed at me… goddammit!"
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