Chapter 1 – Winterhold

Outside the college walls, snow fell. No. Actually it was almost always falling.

Since Mavis had joined the college of Winterhold 3 years ago, she had only seen a sunny day in that city once. And she loved that about Skyrim. Actually, she loved everything about it. The forests, the wild life, the weather, the cities… Everything.

She gazed by her room's window in the college of Winterhold. Arch-Mage Faralda, an amazingly powerful Altmer Destruction mage, was helping the Jarl of Winterhold with a special project.

The rebuilding of Winterhold. After the Dragon Crisis and Arch-Mage Savos Aren's death 40 years ago, the relations between the college seemed to be getting better. The mythical "Dragonborn" was to thank for that. He took the role of Arch-Mage after Savos Aren, and he thrived to make amends with the town of Winterhold. He started by providing magic services to the hold. Soon Winterhold was known not only for the college, but the whole hold was a beacon for magic users. Winterhold was finally moving forward.

Then the "Dragonborn" simply disappeared. He was known to leave guilds to join others, but he simply vanished. The College students were devastaded as the Arch-Mage was deeply loved by all. Soon Tolfdir took over, and he started to work on the project of rebuilding Winterhold. But, tragedy struck. Tolfdir died after a student's spell misfired and blew him off the college. Faralda then took over and was now in charge with the project.

Mavis finally stopped gazing at the beautiful Altmer and looked back at her books. She was studying Destruction. She aimed to be as powerful as Mavis one day. Ever since she left Alinor she had been studying both Destruction and Alteration frenetically. She had already achieved the rank of "Adept" in Alteration, but for some reason, Destruction was being really had to master. And for some even stranger reason, Faralda actually thought that was interesting. She had been giving Mavis some lessons on Destruction. Basic stuff. But even though it was basic, Mavis was failing. She could barely shoot a firebolt.

"Damn it! Why can't I be good at Destruction? Or why can't Faralda be an Alteration mage? I just want to impress her so bad", said Mavis as she bumped her head on the desk.

"Arch-Mage Faralda is quite proud of you. According to her, you're making amazing progress", said a young female Breton.

"Don't lie to me Alessia. I know I'm terrible", sighed Mavis.

Allessia was the main Conjuration teacher in the college. She was also a Master at Restoration and an Adept at Alteration. She had a strange appearance. Even though she was just in her 20's, she had white hair and bluish white eyes.

"I'm not lying sweetie. Faralda really likes you. You remind her of Mirabelle, according to her", said Alessia as she smiled kindly at Mavis.

"Really?" Mavis giggled. "Fine. You know. That's what I really like about you Less"

"Hmm? What are you talking about?", asked Alessia, obviously curious.

"You have the kindness of a Restoration scholar, the wisdom of an Alteration scholar, and the funniness of a conjurer."

They both laughed. They had met on Mavis first day at the college. Back then Alessia was already a Master at Conjuration and an Expert in Restoration magic. They were colleges in Alteration classes, and soon they became best friends. Alessia always protected Mavis when Nirya made fun of Mavis' lack of skill in Destruction.

Nirya was an Altmer Master Alteration Mage in the college. She and the Arch-Mage used to be rivals, but since Faralda became Master of the College, Nirya gave up and went after weaker and more susceptible targets.

They got up and walked over to the Hall of Elements. The Hall was empty. They sat down and started talking about their studies. Alessia was currently working on a way to invoke higher daedras. Maybe even Daedric Lords. She had reached a stall on her research. In order to conjure a Daedric Lord, she had to make a blood pact with one, and give up a part of her "humanity". She was unsure about this, as most Daedric Princes are evil and tricksters. She was considering making a pact with either Azura or Meridia. There was also the relenqueshing a part of her humanity. Would she become a dweller of the Oblivion Planes? Would she become a daedra? Who knew. The possibilities were endless.

Mavis laughed at the idea of Alessia becoming a Daedra. That would be hard to explain to the Vigil of Stendarr. They were already annoyed at the fact that some college mages used to be daedra worshippers.

"Maybe, when you become as powerful as J'zargo you will be able to summon a Daedric Lord without the rist of turning into one.", said a white haired Khajiit.

AN: First chapter of many I hope. Feel free to review! ^^