Months after the Ka Po' Tun attack, an alliance between Tamriel and Akavir has been formed along with construction of a bridge spanning from Morrowind to Akavir. Meanwhile, Groin-Cruncher leaves his apartment in Stormhold and enters a taxi waiting for him outside. "Where to?" the Argonian driver asked. "Thorn Airport, please." Groin-Cruncher requested. They drive few hours east and arrive at a building similar to an airport, but aircrafts with rocket thrusters instead of turbines taking off and then disappearing in the blink of an eye.
The taxi driver drops him off at one of the terminals and Groin-Cruncher pays him. "Which moon?" the driver asked. "Masser. Why do you ask?" Groin-Cruncher asked. "I always wanted to go to one of the moons. I seen some red Elves come and go from the terminal once in a while." the driver said. He drives away as Groin-Cruncher enters the building to find restaurants, aurbis-related gift shops, reception, and check-in machines.
He approaches one of the check-in machines and holds up his ticket in front of the machine. It scans the ticket top to bottom and dispenses a boarding pass. "Have a nice flight!" the machine said in a robotic voice. He goes and waits at one of the gates, gazing at the aurbical crafts that appear out of thin air and land on the runway. His flight finally arrives and a crowd of people walk towards the gate bridge, and he follows. He enters the aurplane and finds the interior is identical to, but bigger than a standard economy-class.
As the last person, a tall red Elf with pitch-black eyes wearing a fleece jacket boards the shuttle and sits next to Groin-Cruncher, the aurplane drives along the runway as a hologram of a wireframe humanoid demonstrates safety protocols. The aircraft finally takes off and as Groin-Cruncher observes his window, he finds reality warping and eventually turning pitch-black. He realizes they have reached the orbit of Masser and looks upon at a passing satellite to which he says "Aw, nice!" in awe. "This is your captain speaking; we will arrive in thirty minutes." the captain announced over the speakers.
"It's been a while since I've seen the stars this close." the Elf said. "So, you're from New Moon City?" Groin-Cruncher asked. "I used to live in Velothiid City until after the eight-hundred-and-sixtieth Landfall Season when it was destroyed. I was just a child then, I'm just glad to be back home." the Elf said. "What's your name?" Groin-Cruncher asked. "Jirald. Just Jirald. What's yours?" Jirald asked.
"Groin-Cruncher. You don't want to know how I got It." Groin-Cruncher answered. The aurplane eventually reaches the atmosphere of Masser and gets caught in red dust storms. "Don't worry everyone; the hull can withstand even Solar Storm Sandy! We will be landing safely in just a few short minutes." the captain announced. Lights suddenly beam towards the aurplane as a hole in the wind forms. The aurplane is then caught by an orange pillar of light, surrounded by floating cubes.
The pillar pulls the aurplane into itself. "Don't worry folks; we are just landing at Armstrong Aurport. Welcome to New Moon City." the captain announced. The aurplane is pulled into the pillar of light and is no longer covered in dust, and finds itself on a runway surrounded by a lake, with a sky similar on Nirn. The pillar of light is revealed to come from two projectors mounted on a vehicle similar to an airport crash tender. The aurplane is released and touches down on the runway.
The craft has emerged from a hole in the sky that closed up like a flower, sweeping away moon dust. The aurplane drives towards the terminal and a bridge extends towards the aurplane. "I'm so excited." Groin-Cruncher said giddily. They get up from their seats and move towards the exit. Groin-Cruncher walks down the bridge, and looks around the giant aurport.
He goes outside and sees a giant city below a blue sky before walking to one of the nearby taxi cabs waiting. "Drive me to Grand Central Station." Groin-Cruncher requested to the Moon Elf driver as he entered the passenger seat. Later in a suburban house, a young blond Nord with a goatee wearing a green shirt and khaki shorts is running around his house. "Harvey! Where are you?! Did you get the cups?! Crunch is coming and we don't have much time!" the man yelled stressfully. A brown cat with a white chest walks up to him with a red disposable plastic cup.
"My god… After four years, you finally got the cups… We need more though!" the man said. The doorbell rings as the cat ran into the kitchen. "Here already?" the man wondered. He goes to the door and opens it, with Groin-Cruncher outside. "Crunch!" "Bill!" the two greeted each other excitedly.
"How are you? I haven't seen you since E3." Groin-Cruncher greeted. "Oh, you know: the usual. Come in. For once Harvey actually got a cup." Bill welcomed Groin-Cruncher. "And the next thing you'll say is that Darlene actually shoots lasers from her eyes." Groin-Cruncher mocked. They sit down at a table across the kitchen, with Harvey sitting on the table with the cup still in his mouth. "By the Hist, you were right!" Groin-Cruncher exclaimed in disbelief.
They then sit at the table as Harvey puts down the cup and jumps off the table. "So what was happening down on Nirn? Well… besides the dragon attack." Bill asked. "My boss has gone missing. Nobody's sad, though. He's basically the Colter of our Nuka-World. How's Nuka-World, by the way?" Groin-Cruncher asked. "It's okay. I blew up someone with a U.F.O. ride." Bill replied. Meanwhile at a small convenience store, Jirald exits its sliding doors and enters a taxi.
"Central Station, please." Jirald requested. They drive away from traffic and into a dark alley. "You're going to whack me, aren't you?" Jirald asked. The driver turns around and reveals to be an animated mannequin.
To be continued…