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The Dark Wolf Shiro
I don't need to address this now since you know that she does attend Hogwarts.
Chronus1326
If you've read my Jumper Gothic Harry Potter story then you'll know that I do plan for something major to happen in that world, it will just take some time for it to start
dylansandy1993
I'll try to keep what you said in mind.
soulreaper31337
As you now know the HP Jump will have a crossover of sorts. Also I plan for Jump Chan to have a role at the school.
Allhailthesith
His powers aren't unless he just doesn't need to use them very often as he likes to deal with problems in ways that won't cause more problems later. The problem the more over powered characters have is that they don't change things for the better in the long term. They just prevent things from getting worse by solving problems as quickly as they can with their powers.
Author Notes
This is the second part of my Skyrim Jump Chain story and the final part as well. Which means that I actually finished a Jump!
Sure this story is only ten chapters and not as long as some of the other stories I've done for Jump Chain, but I want to stop writing this Jump before I no longer enjoy the setting.
Feel free to ignore this next part as I'm keeping the short version of the setup here for my own uses, makes it easier for me to keep track of things.
Skyrim Jump.
Gothic
Budget - 1000cp
Age - 29
Identity - Mage (focused on conjuration)
Race - N/A
Gender - Male
Region - Skyrim
Standing Stone - Lover
Clever Craft - 1000cp
Impact - 900cp
Duel Casting - 750cp
Smith - 650cp
Black Star - 500cp
Skyforge - 300cp
Ore Vein - 100cp
Hail Companion - 50cp
Hail Companion - 0cp
Morgana Pendragon
Budget - 500cp
Age - 27
Identity - Mage (focused on alteration)
Race - N/A
Gender - Female
Region - Skyrim
Standing Stone - Mage
Imperial Luck - 400cp
Clever Craft - 400cp
Impact - 300cp
Knapsack - 200cp
Staff of Magnus - 0cp
Allnel Forestwind
Budget - 500cp
Age - 26
Identity - Thief
Race - Bosmer
Gender - Female
Region - Skyrim
Standing Stone - The Tower
Archer - 500cp
Stealth - 500cp
Leather Armour - 500cp
Steel Bow - 500cp
Steel Sword - 500cp
Steel Dagger - 500cp
Nightingale Armour - 350cp
Nightingale Blade - 150cp
Skeleton Key -0cp
Jump Chain Gothic 7 - Skyrim 2 - Winterhold
Part 1
Dead Drop Mine. Skyrim.
Morgana had found this place some time ago while exploring Castle Dawnguard, and the caverns beneath it. This mine was hard to get to, and it clearly hadn't been used for a very long time, which I found odd as it contained a lot of corundum ore which was ready for the taking.
Corundum was a metal than could be mixed with iron to create stronger alloys. The most common alloy gotten from mixing corundum with iron was steel, which they made from an equal amounts of iron and corundum. Smaller amounts of corundum could be used to create lower-quality alloys that were only slightly stronger than iron.
In my world corundum was the crystalline form of aluminium oxide, and typically contained traces of iron, titanium, vanadium and chromium, which wasn't at all what like the mineral they called corundum in this world.
The two types of mineral not only looked different they were made up of different things, a simple scan with my omni-tool let me know that. Which made me wonder why the local version of corundum didn't have a different name.
Also the corundum of my word was a naturally transparent material, but could have different colours depending on the impurities in its crystalline structure. However the metal in this reality was always the came colour
Not that I was thinking about the mineral too much, and it wasn't important that it be dug up. Cameron, Forestwind and I were down here because I'd fantasised about chained up females doing mining work for me.
Which was going on right now, my Terminator and my bosmer were both totally nude, chained together and were grunting quite a bit as they both worked to gather the corundum. The result of their labour had found its way into an old metal cart, which had once been used by the minors, but we'd carry in a pouch of holding once we were ready to leave. I might have use for it in the future.
"This isn't as much fun as I thought it would be" Forestwind admitted "I'm cold, dirty, the ground hurts my feet, and it smells really bad down here. Why didn't we do this inside the Cosmic Warehouse?".
While I had a warehouse addon that contained an ore vein which could be mined I'd chosen this place for a good reason.
"We're not staying in this world for long" I explained "So I wanted to see some more of it before we leave, and you might enjoy this if it was in the warehouse, its more realistic out here".
My sneaky thief accused me of becoming a sadist, and I could see her point.
"There must be better places we could mine in" she was soon saying "Somewhere a little warmer and with more valuable stuff to mine".
Well there was a place I'd always wanted to visit in the flesh, and it did have stuff to mine. Only it was dangerous down there, were as this mine was totally lifeless aside from the moss and bugs. Still it would be worth a visit.
"Do you know how to get to Blackreach?" I asked the Bosmer.
I'd created her as a native guide so she should know the way. I recalled that it involve a lift in a dwarven ruin, but I was sure that there would be other ways down there.
"Sure do boss" the cute little wood elf said "Let's pack and go!".
Cameron was less eager to be off.
"I want to finish this first" she said "Our master is enjoying the show".
To be fair I was, I didn't know exactly what it was about the scene, it could be the nudity, the chains, the grunts of efforts, or maybe it was the combination of these elements. Whatever the reason I wanted to see more of this sight. In fact I should use my omni-tool to record it.
"Okay fine" said Forestwind, giving in "At least we can take a shower afterwards".
Soon she was swinging her pickaxe and grunting in effort along side Cameron, it really was something I enjoyed watching.
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Blackreach. Skyrim.
My first impressions of Blackreach was that the place had a certain beauty about it that was unlike anywhere else I'd ever been before, and I had been to many exotic places since starting Jump Chain all those years ago.
What little light there was down here emanated from the giant fungi that had some sort of bioluminescence effect going on, as well as a large and dim sphere that must have served as a fake sun at some point, but it had grown dim.
In the distance I could see a dark and towering structure, which I knew had been a stronghold of sorts for the Dwemer in the past. While the possibility of looting the underground settlement held appeal to me, it wasn't the main reason as to why Morgana, Cameron, Forestwind and I had ventured down here.
We did not immediately begin that investigation; once we had realised the sheer scope of Blackreach, it became clear that we could be here for some time and that we'd have to come back later unless we could find somewhere secure to sleep.
"Let's check out that building" I decided.
Once my Bosmer had unlocked the door, Cameron opened the way into dwarven style house before stepping inside, and only when she was satisfied we weren't walking into an ambush did he allow the rest of us inside. The ruined Dwemer building had been small on the outside, and the inside was no different.
Upon looking around I saw what appeared to be a quaint hovel, and anything within that was of Dwemer make had to be centuries old and yet it was a good state despite all the time that had passed. I could see the bowls on the shelves still all intact, and shelves that looked as sturdy as they must have done hundreds of years ago.
It was such a shame that I'd never be able to see that civilisation at its height, I could only imagine what life must have been like for the dwarves, and who knew what wonders they'd made that were now lost to time, buried somewhere deep underground.
Looking at the non-dwarven stuff I saw that there were the remains of a blanket on the bed, and scraps of cloth scatted about the place as well the rotten remains of a book. Only the ingredients for alchemy, and enchantment remained, having been preserved with magic.
I'd seen such magic used before, Serana's mother, whom Serana had gone to see, had used some sort of powerful spell to keep her alchemy lab in order while she was hiding out in the Soul Carin. I'd have to investigate such magic once I got to the College of Winterhold.
Also there was a skeleton. Cameron and Forestwind, examined the body while Morgana, who unlike the rest of us had forgone armour, practically skipped over to the ingredients and the enchantment equipment.
The body had two Dwemer arrows stuck within its ribs, yet the door had been locked, the man, if this was a man, must have been able to stay alive long enough to seal himself in this small building. Impressive considering that he'd had two arrows in his chest.
"The skeleton isn't is from a human" Cameron reported "This was a male Altmer, and he died sometime ago. I can't be precise on any time of death, and the cause of death should be clear".
A journal was clutched in its body fingertips, which Forestwind noticed and tried to remove, when she did the skeleton's hand crumpled into dust, she just brushed the dust off and then handed me the journal so that I could read it.
Given the good state of the journal it was safe to assume that some sort of preservation magic had also been cast upon it. Clearly there was a lot more to the local magic than throwing fire balls around and summoning deadra.
"His name was Sinderion" I told the group "and he came here looking for Crimson Nirnroot just as we have".
4E 58 Second Seed, Middas
I've spent a large portion of my life unraveling the mystery of the nirnroot and yet I still feel unfulfilled. The trilling sound this strange herb emits seems to taunt me, to push me even harder to discover its secrets. Even after a generous and indomitable traveler became a field collector in my stead, and provided me with five score of the nirnroot, I was only able to muster what I consider a mediocre alchemical creation at best. This only served to strengthen my hunger and whet my appetite for the solution.
It wasn't until over fifty years later that the answer to my prayers was carried into my basement workshop at the West Weald Inn. The first thing I heard was the familiar tone - that unmistakable warble unique to the nirnroot. But when I turned around, my heart leapt and a chill ran down my spine. This was indeed a nirnroot, but of a variety the likes of which I have never seen. The herb was awash in a spectacular array of red hues, each leaf seemingly emblazoned with innumerable variations of crimson. I couldn't move - I was completely transfixed. Never in my wildest dreams could I have imagined a species of nirnroot with such a unique property.
After an awkward silence, I finally managed to stammer out a few questions to the traveler who'd brought me this treasure. He told me his name was Obeth Arnesian, a treasure-seeker from Skyrim. Apparently, he'd been exploring a vast subterranean network of grand caverns called Blackreach and had stumbled across what he dismissed as "a noisy red weed." His expedition was largely unsuccessful and he didn't want to leave the caves empty-handed, so Obeth picked one of the crimson nirnroot to bring home. He said that it took some time, but eventually he was pointed my way and that perhaps I'd pay a fair price for it.
Before I could gather my wits and ask anything else, Obeth offered to sell me the crimson nirnroot sample, a map showing me how to find Blackreach and the strange key needed to breach its outer defences. It took me mere moments to decide. Obeth left Skingrad a thousand septims richer, but I would have easily paid ten times that amount to obtain the sample alone.
It took a year of planning, but I was able to pack up and sell my workshop and make my way into Skyrim. Before delving headfirst into Blackreach, I knew I needed to set up a new laboratory, but wished to do so in seclusion. After making inquiries at the College of Winterhold, of which I was an honorary member, I was directed to speak to Avrusa Sarethi, a student of botanical alchemy who had a small farm near the city of Riften. By bartering my knowledge of nirnroot cultivation, I was able to secure Sarethi Farm as a launching point for my field research. I kept the knowledge of the crimson nirnroot a secret from Avrusa, but imparted everything else I knew to her in exchange for her hospitality.
A few months passed, but I was finally ready to enter Blackreach. I used the Runed Lexicon that Obeth had provided and descended into the depths. My goal was to gather enough crimson nirnroot to produce my greatest alchemical creation to date - I was certain it would take at least thirty of them to provide the necessary catalyst.
This brings me to the present. My initial research seems to indicate that the crimson nirnroot has a similar affinity for moisture as the garden variety, but also maintains some sort of symbiotic relationship with the enormous fungi that inhabits Blackreach.
It is my guess that the fungi itself is a source of water, absorbing it from the moist subterranean air like a sponge. This provides the ideal environment for the nirnroot to grow. Unfortunately, the crimson nirnroot appears to have a vastly shortened lifespan, and they are in no way plentiful down here. Gathering thirty of them will be quite the challenge, but hopefully the denizens of Blackreach will allow me to gather my samples unhindered.
"Alas they didn't" I said once I'd finished reading out loud "Poor man he was so close to getting what he wanted".
Morgana, who had now finished packing up everything worth taking, looked over to me.
"Once we get to the college we should finish this Sinderion's work and publish the results" Morgana suggested "We can share credit so that he is remembered".
She wasn't only one with something to say.
"There's a woman called Avrusa Sarethi who might be interested in this Crimson Nirnroot" Forestwind told me " She's a Dunmer apothecary living at Sarethi Farm, she grows normal nirnroot and might know something about this red nirnroot, if nothing else you can buy the regular nirnroot from here for your alchemy".
Those both sounded like nice ideas, but first of all we needed to find the Crimson Nirnroot.
"This building isn't a good base of operations" Cameron was now saying "It's out in the open, there's only one way in or out, and it's cramped. We need to set up our base camp somewhere else".
She was corrected, and I would need to access the Cosmic Warehouse as well so that the stuff we looted from this place could be safely stored away. Plus we needed to set up some equipment that would allow us to easily beam out of this place.
"Let's get moving" I said.
(Line Break)
Blackreach Skyrim.
We left the hovel with much fuller pouches of holding, having taking everything worth taking from that building, including an attunement sphere, and continued through Blackreach. As we carefully moved about Morgana collected the red coloured nirnroot.
At one point Cameron located a Falmer that had been resting lazily at the bottom of an underground staircase and I hardly thought twice before ordering her to terminate the creature as I knew them to be horrid things that would slaughter us all if it could.
For the most part we kept to the road while exploring this amazing place, and we made sure to steer clear of the Dwarven Centurion that was stationed near a small lake. It looked inactive, but I didn't want to risk waking it up as while I could defeat such a foe the battle would draw the attention of more falmer.
Not that we could avoid those little monsters forever, Forestwind had to put some arrows in the heads of some Falmer which we found patrolling the outside of the Dwemer ruins, that caused some attention to become focused on us, and the next thing we knew we were in combat with more of the horrible things.
On the plus side I did discover that the souls of the Falmer could be stored in a Grand Soul Gem, which was strange as the souls of mortals, like humans, elves and so on, needed black soul gems normally. The former Snow Elves had de-evolved to the point that they couldn't be considered people anymore, at least in a spiritual sense.
When we got inside the fortress we were attacked by some crazy people as well as more of the falmar, who had rapidly become my least favourite species in the whole multiverse. This was really saying something as I'd met both the Reapers and the Wraith.
Whether they were simply mad or for some strange reason were worshipping the underground elves, I had no idea. But they were armed, and clearly appeared to be a threat, so we killed them without remorse.
My intention was to clear out this entire fortress and perhaps most of Blackreach so that my group could spend days done here if needs be. The Eye of Magnus, which would destroy this world if not dealt with, was still weeks away from going boom, so we had time to explore and to exploit this place for all it was worth.
(Line Break)
Blackreach. Skyrim.
After a lot of fighting and looking around we managed to find somewhere down here that Cameron found acceptable as a temporary base of operations. With more room and access to the Cosmic Warehouse the cyborg felt confident that we'd be safe here when we needed to rest.
The dwarves called this place the War Quarters. They were barracks and we'd found the building to be devoid of any creatures or automatons, it was also in good shape, which made it comfortable to stay in.
It was a typical deserted Dwemer building to all appearances. Upon entering the first room we'd seen a balcony at the rear with a door accessing it and a doorway in front of the balcony, to the south.
That door had lead into another empty room, with an unlocked door to the east, opening into a T-junction. To the south was a sleeping chamber, with seven beds arranged in a fan formation. To the north there was another empty room, with a stone double bed in an alcove to the north and a door to the west, which I was using to access the Cosmic Warehouse.
I was staying in the room with the stone double bed, which I guessed had been for the officer of the troops who would have shared the other room. Although the fact that the bed was larger and alone didn't make up it being literally rock hard. Not that I would be complaining for long as Cameron would sort out a good mattress.
On the plus side this space to myself allowed to start recording some notes. Forestwind and Morgana had gone into the other room so that they could sort out the fungus and other plants that we'd gathered today.
Also I suspected that they would be dividing out some of the loot between them as we'd found plenty of dwarven stuff while down here and since we couldn't replicate the metal the dwarves used that gave the stuff made from the metal some value.
"Begin recording" I said to my omni-tool, well actually I was taking to the AI Cortana who was inside the device "Blackreach was originally colonised by the Dwemer of Skyrim. They built a number of Great Lifts to provide quick transport to the surface, and connected Blackreach to three of their settlements: Alftand, Mzinchaleft and Raldbthar".
I'd like to explore them as well, but this reality kept nearly getting destroyed so I didn't think that we'd be here much longer.
"While down here they constructed roads and buildings, going so far as to create the Silent City in the centre of Blackreach" was what I said next "By the looks of things Dwarven Centurions were installed to guard the cavern's roads. Also the Dwemer farmed mushrooms which seem to grow very well in the damp environment. If we ever try to grow some our own we'll have to try to recreate the environment".
That plants down here lived in very different conditions than most other plants, there was no sunlight here or pollinating insects.
"Blackreach is a deep underground cavern which has developed its own ecosystem due to its unusual size and time spend undisturbed by the rest of Nirn" I recorded "Blackreach has plenty of natural resources that I plan to take advantage of including some interesting minerals".
I noticed that Cameron was now dragging my mattress into the room having sorted out the lady's beds first.
"The Tower of Mzark, which can be accessed here in Blackreach, contains a device used to transfer the knowledge of an Elder Scroll onto a lexicon" I added to the record "However I don't want to interfere with the Dragonborn's mission so we'll be avoiding that place".
I stopped the recording when I noticed that my Terminator was looking at me. She did that a lot, but I was sure that she wanted something.
"It's time to have sex" Cameron told me "You need to sleep and you always sleep better after an orgasm".
Since I did want to have sex I began to undress only Cameron wasn't willing to wait, and taking off my shirt she threw it to the ground. Her eagerness suggested that she was the one who wanted to have sex and this was just about helping to go to sleep.
Now I watched with interest as my bodyguard unhooked her bra with superhuman swiftness. She pulled back and cupped her breasts in her hands before she began playing with them.
"I want you inside me" she said "I need it".
She could be a kinky little thing at times.
"Is this what you need?" I said, while taking out my cock.
She nodded.
"Get on your knees and suck it!" I ordered, intending to remind who was the boss.
Cameron obeyed, and a moment later she took my cock into her mouth and I forced myself deep into her throat. Then I clutched the back of her head with both hands and fucked her face mercilessly.
It all felt great the warmth of her mouth, the tightness of her throat, I simply savoured the experience, enjoying the power I had over her.
"On the bed!" I commanded "On your knees!"
Cameron crawled on the bed and spread her legs wide. I pulled her ass cheeks apart and inspected her holes, deciding which I wanted. Then I rubbed the head of my cock against her pussy while asking her if she wanted to be fucked.
"Yes," she responded.
It would take more than that.
"Beg me for it," I ordered.
It made me feel good to have much a powerful female so willing to obey me.
"Please, Master" she pleaded "Use your fucktoy. Please".
The desperation in her voice sounded so genuine and I couldn't resist shoving cock into her pussy and soon I began to fuck her. His hips jerked back and forth as he pumped her tight, cyborg pussy. She was unbelievably tight. I could feel the walls of her cunt squeezing my dick.
I leaned forward to gain better leverage, as I pushed myself into her allowing the weight of my body to drive my cock deeper into Cameron's pussy. I felt some sort of innate, primal need to go deeper with each thrust, to bury manhood up the the hilt.
"You like that, bitch?" I asked.
Not that I really cared if she did. I just liked to hear her talk dirty.
"Yes, Master! Yes!" was her reply.
As I continued to fuck her I picked up his pace. I desperately wanted to cum. Just to use her for my pleasure with no concern for what she wanted. Which was to please me, and she kept on encouraging me to cum inside her until finally I did Once I pulled out and laid on my back, exhausted.
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Blackreach. Skyrim.
Ore Veins
# of Corundum 14
# of Ebony 6
# of Geode 34
# of Gold 3
# of Moonstone 2
# of Orichalcum 3
# of Quicksilver 3
# of Silver 3
I looked down the list and found that I was rather impressed by the sheer amount of mineral wealth to be found down here. Some of the geode veins had provide a forture in soul gems, all of which I was sure would be used as while I had reusable soul gem that would contain the souls of mortals, it could only hold one at a time. Plus going around harvesting humans souls wasn't an accepted practice in most realities.
"We've gotten plenty of Crimson Nirnroot as well" Forestwind reported to me "More than enough to brew up all kinds of potions".
I was pleased to hear this, and I was pleased by how well things had gone down here once I had deployed a small army of security bots in order to clear the place out. I wouldn't normally deploy machine soldiers here in Skyrim due to the amount of attention such an action would bring my way, but there were no people down here to notice.
Well no people who would spread word about an army of metal men. There had been plenty of falmer around here, and a giant, I regretted the death of the giant, it had been an accident as the creature had charged a squad of bots, but I didn't care for all the dead famler.
"We need to clear up any evidence of our presence here" I said to Forestwind "The Dragonborn might pass through Blackreach on their way to claim the Elder Scroll that's over in the tower and I don't want to get in their way".
The Dragonborn may have already been here I didn't know. What I did know for sure was the Alduin hadn't been defeated, the World-Eater was taking his sweet time in doing his job. Not that it would matter if I didn't get the college and make sure that the Eye of Magnus didn't go boom.
Thankfully Morgana had used her CP for this Jump to buy a copy of the staff required to shut down the Eye, so if we couldn't find the real thing then she'd be able to prevent the big magic explosion that was due in a matter of weeks.
"It won't take too long to tidy up" Forestwind said to me.
Indeed it wouldn't. Cortana controlled the bots and so they would be easy to gather together for storing back in the warehouse, however before I ordered that I wanted the bodies cleaned up.
"Go tell everyone to met me in the War Quarters as soon as possible" I ordered "I've set the equipment we need for a quick beam out".
It hadn't take much to sort that out, the equipment required was a little more than a probe, which, would remain here in case we needed to beam back into Blackreach for any reason. Not that we should need to as while it was cool down here we had other things to be getting on with.
"Sure thing boss" my Bosmer said as she rushed off.
I figured that I had enough time for one more quick look around before I headed for our base and cleared up there. Before I could get very far I found Cameron hunched over a dead falmer, and while the smell was awful I managed to get close enough to see that she was performing an autopsy.
"Why are you doing?" I felt compelled to ask.
Every so often Cameron got it into her CPU to find an interest in something that nothing to do with me. Sometimes she put a lot of effort into these hobbies of hers, and other times she abandoned them quickly, like with her efforts to figure out Dwarven automatons.
"I'm studying biology" she told me
Hopefully this was an interest she'd forget about in short order as I really didn't want her cutting open our enemies. Vaporising the bad guys was so much nicer, no fuss no muss.