Hey guys, and a very merry Christmas and a happy new year to you all, I got you all a little present, you guessed it it's a new chapter, now I have put off the explanation on the state of magic until the next chapter, but this one will contain some pretty cool stuff.
Oh by the way if you don't feel like reading the stats than don't, if you don't read them the story will still be a good read, I am lowering the amount of times they come up but they will always be posted at the end of the chapter, this is more so for me so I can track Jon's progression throughout the story, so once again if you don't feel like reading them then don't I give you my permission.
Now enjoy,
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When Jon woke up, he assumed it to be early morning as the fire had nearly gone out, and he felt quite hungry again, apparently, Miracle was quite hungry as well, as she had started eating the leftover meat from last night, Jon himself ate a few apples and took a drink of water, before leaving the mine, Miracle close on his heels.
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By midday he arrived back in Helgen, asking the guards where he should deliver the head was an uncomfortable thing to do but eventually, they sent him towards a small tower, inside he found a short dark-skinned man, black of hair, with dark amber eyes, sitting behind a wooden desk reading several papers, hoping to get to the point, Jon tossed the bag with Morris's head onto the table.
The man startled up, looking at the bag with wide eyes before he looked at Jon, calming and letting out a short sigh.
"Startled me there kid." The man said with a small chuckle. "Now what do we have here."
He took the bag and removed the rope keeping it closed, when the cloth fell away he looked at the head in shock, Jon was shocked when the man started laughing, it took a few moments before the man stopped, and spoke, not at Jon but to the head.
"It is really you isn't it, you cunt." The man growled, before he spat into Morris's leaking burnt out eye socket, before he turned to Jon.
"Even burned him I see," He looked Jon over again, before asking. "What's your name son?"
"Jon Snow."
"Nice to meet you Jon, names Virrke, and you have my eternal thanks, this fucker killed my wife in a caravan ambush." Virrke moved to a safe behind the desk, and opened it with an iron key taking out a large bag.
"Your Silvers Jon." Virrke said as he dropped the bag on the desk. "And I got something extra for you, take this," he handed Jon a piece of parchment. "to a merchant named Igor, big blond fellow at the market, he will let you pick anything from his stall, and don't you dare refuse, my daughter would club me if I didn't reward the one who avenged my love." He silenced Jon before he could reply.
"Now go and get nice and drunk, get yourself a girl, I know I will." He moved past Jon, patting him on the back with a strong hand, and walked out of the tower.
Jon spent the next few minutes counting the silver, it came up to 1535 silver pieces far more than agreed upon, but he wasn't going to complain, he put it in his inventory, noting that the quest hadn't ended yet, Jon took the parchment and set off to the market.
Silver 1535
It took him a few minutes to get to the markets, and even longer still to find Igor, even though the man was incredibly large, with a head filled with blond hair as bright as the sun, and had a braided mustache that swung dangerously close to the ground.
Approaching the large stand Jon saw what Igor had for sale, he noticed some weapons and jewelry as well as other knickknacks in the stall. Igor seemed to be finishing a sale, speaking in a loud clear voice that rang above the other merchants on the market, what made his voice stand out even more was the strange accent that Jon could not really place. When the man noticed Jon approach he turned his considerable bulk towards him.
"Now wha kan I do for ya lad." The man's tone was jovial, as was his posture, clearly happy to make a second sale so soon after the last.
"Virrke sent me, said to give you this." Jon handed him the parchment Virrke gave him. The huge man took a minute to read it, tracing his thick finger along the words, while muttering under his breath.
"So ya took the cunt down did ya, good on you lad." He smiled at Jon gratefully, before continuing. "Names Igor, a merchant out of Whiterun, and seems ya get to pick something nice for ya self, so what's ya name, ca't keep calling ya lad, ye kno."
"Names Jon snow, nice to meet you Igor." Jon shook the mans outstretched hand, before speaking "And what have you got?"
"Ohh nah ya don't want, any o this stuff, a keep me goo stok in tha back, follo me if ya wou." The blond started towards a tent attached to a cart just behind the market, gesturing for Jon to follow, before stopping, as if realizing something, and shouting.
"EHH, HEATHER KEEP A EYE ON ME STAL WHOU YA!?" A black-haired woman, sitting on a barrel near the stall, axe strapped to her back, stood up from her barrel and shouted back.
"SHUT YOUR JAP IGOR, ILL DO IT, BUT YOU OWE ME A FLAGON!"
Igor continued to move, speaking to Jon as he did.
"Nice girl tha Heather, smart, grea wit tha axe o hers too, been keepin er on as a gard for me caravan, for years now." He spoke far softer than before. "Could use ya as wel ye know, if yer interested."
Jon looked at the man curiously, before asking. "What would you need me for exactly?"
"If ya killed tha Mutilator, yer bound ta be a goo fighter, roads not saf these days, cou use skilled gards, a pay wel and youl hav goo company too." He still spoke softly, far softer than Jon imagined the large could.
They had reached the tent by now, Igor opened the flap covering it, Jon noted the 2 guards standing half asleep near the entrances, they looked to be twins, both redhaired and full bearded, tall and broad, armored in chainmail and holding spears, they would be fearsome if not for the fact that they were half asleep and well into their cups.
"See why a need ya, useles thes two ar." He said, loudly again, promptly slapping both of the men on the head, shocking them upright, before they looked at Igor shame written on their faces. Igor waved Jon into the tent, inside there was a large number of weapons, armor, jewelry and other trinkets.
Miracle bumped into Igor's leg, and the man nearly jumped, looking down he saw the Sabercat, and promptly gasped, before ducking and stroking her soft white fur.
"Wel ain ya a cuti, wha don't ya look aroun, Jon, a'l feed this lille one ere som meat." The man walked to the door that, that Jon thought would lead to his wagon-house, Miracle following him but not before sending Jon a look with her big brown eyes. Jon started looking around the tent, he found several interesting trinkets, including a beautiful but strange musical instrument that he studied intently for a few moments before moving on to where the weapons were stored.
Spending several minutes browsing through hammers, axes, spears and daggers, Jon came by the swords, all neatly placed on racks, most were made from steel, sturdy and well balanced, but one caught Jon's eye, like the other bastard swords, it was made of steel, but it looked to be of higher quality, the metal was closer to silver than steel, its guard was decorated with wolf heads, the grip made of black leather studded with silver, the pommel was shaped like two wolf paws, claws intertwined over a small black stone, which Jon guessed to be an onyx, deciding to use his examine Jon found something very interesting.
Skyforged-steel bastard sword Grade S Damage: 35
A bastard sword made of the famed Skyforged-steel, its strength is only eclipsed by Ebony and Valyrian steel, as with all weapons forged from the Skyforge it will never lose its edge and can be enchanted to a far higher degree than most weapons.
Stroking a finger along the blade, Jon whispered, "Skyforged."
"Ay, mihty beutyful, tha blade." Jon was shocked by how quietly the huge man could move, as his voice rang just behind him. Igor picked the blade up from its place on the rack. "Got it from an old adventure, wa dyin by tha sid of the road, wante me ta keep is blade, giv it to someon who coul mak goo use o it.
Igor handed the blade to Jon, he took it and noticed immediately that its balance was perfect for him.
"A think, a found tha right one, its yours now." Igor smiled as he moved over to another part of the tent, picking around a few items, before coming back over to Jon, who had since strapped the blade to his belt, the weight of the blade oddly comforting. "Also notice ya lookin at this, neve been able ta ge rid of it, nobody seems ta able ta play it, it's yours if ya wan it." Jon took the instrument and the stick that came with it.
"I,… why are you giving me this much?" Jon asked, honestly curios why the merchant was giving so much away.
"Cause ya remind me o meself, when a was younge and a woul like it if ya join ma merry band o misfits on tha road, conside me offer, we leav in a week, from tha east gat." He finished, Jon had begun to like the merry merchant, he was already considering his offer, traveling through the province seeing more of Skyrim, exploring around cities they would stay in, it seemed like a good way to travel.
"Il think about it, Igor, thank you." Jon said sincerely.
"Don worry abou it, Jon, ya seem like a goo lad, killin tha Mutilator wil do Virrke a lot a goo, tha man is as clos to a brothe as iv got." Igor answered, they had left the tent by now and people looked up at them at the mention of his killing of the mutilator, deciding that leaving before people started asking him questions was a good idea, Jon left the market to get something to eat from the inn, Miracle following him closely.
You have completed a quest!
Return the leaders head or a recognizable item!
Rewards:
500 XP
1535 silver.
Various valuables stolen by the bandits.
Pet sabercat
Skyforged-steel bastard sword Grade S Damage: 35
Violin
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After eating a large meal of pork and potatoes, Jon decided to go on another walk around Helgen, people looked curiously at Miracle, the Sabercat the size of a hound following Jon around without a leash or commands. Jon bought a few bottles of mead from a merchant for a few silvers, he spoke with the populace about some interesting locations, he had a few days before he would have to choose whether or not he would join Igor, and he wanted to explore around Helgen a little more, the location that Jon found the most interesting were the standing stones, about a day's walk from Helgen, said to give powerful blessings to whoever made the trip up to their small mountain.
You have received a new quest!
Make the pilgrimage to the standing stone!
Touch one of the stones!
Rewards:
1000 XP
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?
Punishment for failure or declining:
None this one is all up to you.
Accept/Decline
He took the quest of course, before coming upon a small stall, packed full of books and scrolls, the man behind the stall grey and wizened, the moment he saw Miracle he instantly recommended one of the books in his collection, Herbane's bestiary: Sabercats, Jon took the deal as well as buying several other books for a total of 34 gold pieces, expensive but a good deal still.
Herbane's bestiary: Sabercats.
Aedra an Deadra.
Lost legends.
Watching the sun slowly starting to set from the battlements of a tower, Miracle curled up at his feet, a bottle of mead in one hand, book in the other Jon began to read Herbane's bestiary: Sabercats, unlike the story books he had read, he wasn't drawn in, it was more like a list of information, usually Jon would find this boring, but the fact that it was about Miracle made it far more interesting.
As he read, he found out Saber cats would grow very quickly to adult size when they started eating solid food, then would slowly grow bigger with age, but as he found out Miracle was a snowy-Sabercat and would grow even stronger, faster, larger and most importantly quicker, so quick in fact that Miracle would probably be the size of a full grown horse in two years, as hard as it was for Jon to imagine the cute bundle of fur at his feet, as a huge beast able to tear through steel plate with her claws, crush through stone with her teeth the size of a man's forearm. The book also made clear to mention the fact that only fools would hunt a Sabercat with less than fifty men.
He finished the book before the sun had set, so Jon decided to read another book, choosing Aedra and Deadra, Jon read about the Gods of Skyrim.
First he read of the nine divines, the original spirits that created the world, of Akatosh, The Dragon God of Time and chief god of the pantheon.
Of Arkay God of the Cycle of Life, Death and Mortals burials and funeral rites.
Of Dibella Goddess of Beauty.
Of Julianos God of Wisdom and Logic.
Of Kynareth Goddess of Air, Wind, sky and the Elements.
Of Mara Goddess of Love and Compassion, the Mother Goddess.
Of Stendarr God of Mercy, Justice, Charity, Luck, and righteous rule by might and merciful forbearance.
Of Talos Hero-God of Mankind, God of Might, Honor, State, Law, Man, War and Governance.
Of Zenithar God of Work and Commerce, the Trader God.
Then he read of the Deadra, the spirits that didn't help create the world, most were twisted and evil, but some were neutral, they each had their own part of the realm of Oblivion, he read of Azura, The Queen of Dusk and Dawn, who's sphere includes Twilight and Prophecy.
Of Boethiah, Deceiver of nations, who's sphere includes Conspiracy and Deceit.
Of Clavicus Vile, Child-god of the Morningstar, who's sphere includes Pacts and Wishes.
Of Herma-Mora, The Golden Eye, who's sphere includes Fate, Knowledge, Learning and Memory.
Of Hircine, Father of Man-Beasts, who's sphere is The Hunt.
Of Malacath, who's sphere includes The Spurned, The Sworn Oath and The Bloody Curse.
Of Mehrunes Dagon, Lord of Razors, who's sphere includes Destruction, Revolution and Change.
Of Mephala, The Webspinner, who's sphere includes Sex, Secret and Murder.
Of Meridia, the Lady of Infinite Energies, who's sphere includes Living things.
Of Molag Bal, The King of Rape, who's sphere includes Domination and Enslavement.
Of Namira, The Great Darkness, who's sphere includes The Ancient Darkness and all things repulsive.
Of Nocturnal, The Night Mistress, who's sphere includes The Night and Darkness.
Of Peryite, The Taskmaster, who's sphere includes The Ordering of the lowest orders of Oblivion and Pestilence.
Of Sanguin, who's sphere includes Hedonism, Debauchery and Indulgence.
Of Sheogorath, the Mad God, who's sphere is Madness.
And of Vearmina, The Gifter, who's sphere includes Dreams, Nightmares and Omens.
By the time Jon had finished reading this book the sun had set, deciding to head for the inn to sleep before leaving early next morning to go to the standing stones, Jon got down from the tower.
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Fire and blood, death and destruction, ice and snow that was all Jon could see, bodies rising from the ground, faces of those he knew, his father, his birth father Rhaegar, his mother Lyanna, Robb, little Arya, naive Sansa, annoying Theon, even young Bran, and a terrible cold, that swallowed all, followed by a cruel laugh.
Jon shocked awake, nearly throwing Miracle, who was curled up against his side, out of the straw bed, 'That was the first dream I've had since I got the band.', he thought, 'Strange one as well.'
Jon swung himself out of bed and began putting on his armor, when he was once again fully equipped he went to the nearby window, opening the shutters Jon noticed that the sun was just starting to rise, turning the sky blue and grey and red and pink. Gathering his camping supplies, Jon went down the stairs to get something to eat before leaving.
The inn was already quite full, despite the early time of day, saying that however, most were just patrons passed out after too many flagons, the innkeeper a kindly old woman, served Jon a meal and fed Miracle a few strips of meat, waving his attempt at paying her for the food.
Jon set out when the sun was fully up, leaving towards the standing stones, following down the road east, he left his horse as he was told that there would be a climb, and leaving his horse tied so far away from him would mean risking somebody stealing her.
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The road was only populated by a few hunters and travelers, very peaceful, it seemed that the roads were far safer with Morris dead, and travel would become more common until the next group of bandits moved in.
It was starting to get into the evening, the sun was starting to set when the Standing stones came into view, they stood on the top of a high cliff, with only a steep staircase going up, deciding that staying out in the wild along a route that could be filled with bandits was a bad idea, Jon started the climb up the stairs, Miracle could barely jump some of them and Jon had to help her several times, but they had reached a plateau before the sun had fully set.
It was too dark to properly see and examine the top of the cliff where the stones stood, still a good 20 meters above Jon, so he decided to set up camp where they were, lighting a fire from some of the roots and branches, of a withered oak, before setting up his tent and spearing a few pieces of meat over the fire.
Sitting in the dark still much to awake to sleep, and it being far too dark to read, Jon decided to examine the violin he got from Igor the previous day, his examine didn't show him anything about it or the stringed stick, Jon messed about with it for a little while, before settling in a comfortable position, the violin against him, and began to play.
When he started to play Jon, felt the control of his body slip away from him, the movements became automatic, but the sound flowing from the instrument was incredible, Jon felt free and happy while playing. When he had finished the piece of music, Jon got a new popup.
You have unlocked a new skill!
Instrumental Music skill max!
The popup surprised Jon, he had not been expecting it at all, deciding to continue playing for a little while, Jon played for another two hours, before he started to softly sing one of the song he could remember from the Wintertown bards, the sound of his voice woke Miracle who looked at him curiously, before curling up at his feet and starting to purr in tone with his singing.
You have unlocked a new skill!
Singing skill max!
When Jon went to sleep in his tent the moon was already bright in the clear sky, Miracle was curled up against his side again, sleep quickly claimed him.
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Jon woke suddenly to the sound of somebody climbing the steep stairs up to his little plateau, it was still dark, he noted, so the chance of somebody coming here for the standing stones was small, Jon got up still armored, and quietly strapped his sword to his belt, and drew it just as quietly, before he heard voices.
"Shh, Marrick, the man is up here."
"That is if you are right, slow."
"I am telling you Marrick I saw his fire last night."
Jon had moved to the top of the stair case by this point hiding behind the old oak tree, peaking past it.
"Let's say he is here, what if he is armed?"
"Then we kill him, Marrick, we need to bring the boss something or she will take our heads."
Jon could see the head of the first man appearing just on top of the stairs, when the man's torso was just above the top Jon stepped from behind the tree and quickly placed his blade against the man's neck, shocking him into a sudden stop.
Looking at Jon with wide eyes the man dropped a hand to a sheath, before his hand was half way there, Jon had already slit his throat, and kicked the dying man down the stairs, throwing the one behind him down the stairs, killing him as well.
The stress of combat gone Jon noted that he had received 200 XP from killing the two would be robbers.
The sun was just starting to rise, bathing the area in red and orange light, going back to his camp, Jon relit the fire and started to cook up some more food. When he had eaten Jon and Miracle stated going up the stairs towards the standing stones.
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Stat screen:
Jaehaeron "Jon" Targaryen
Titles:
Nicknames:
The bastard of Winterfell
LVL: 14 (1300/1400xp)
Hp 350/350 +10 = 360/360
Stamina 125/125
Magicka 100/100 +5 = 105/105
Str - 9
Dex – 10
Vit – 8 +1 = 9
Cha – 2 + 5 = 7
Int – 8
Wis – 4
Luc – 6
Points – 21
Passive Perks:
Gamers mind. (mind control and other illusion magic don't effect you)
Gamers body (don't feel pain exhaustion, sickness, cold or heat.)
Wolfblood. (+30 rep with wolves and +15 rep Northman, 50% cold resist, Weak claimant to the lordship North.)
Dragonsblood. (+50 rep with Dragons, immune to burning effect +50% damage to fire magic, and if known strong claimant to the lordship of the Iron throne, Kingslanding, Dragonstone and Valyria)
Blood of the firstmen. (-5 rep with Andals, +5 magicka)
Unlock perk Mortal Strike! When hitting a enemy weak to mortal strike (humans, animals or specified) in a weak spot deal 10x you regular damage.
Powerups:
-speed-burst: once per day, double the speed of all your movement for 10 seconds.
Active Perk:
-sideswipe: when using a one-handed weapon, swing it in a large arc hitting everything in front of you for bonus damage: regular damage x 1.5. costs 25 stamina
Skills:
Light armor skill 24
Heavy armor skill 20
One-handed skill 29
Two-handed skill 20
Block skill 24
Marksmanship skill 15
Smithing skill 22
Lock-picking skill 10
Sneak skill 11
Pickpocket skill 10
Speechcraft skill 11
Alchemy skill 13
Destruction skill 20
Alteration skill 5
Illusion skill 5
Restoration skill 5
Conjuration skill 5
Enchanting skill 10
Examine skill max
Observe skill max
Instrumental Music skill max
Singing skill max!
Spellbook:
Flames (Damage 20 per second, 10 Magicka per second)
Inventory:
Weapons:
Skyforged-steel bastard sword Grade S Damage: 35 (E)
Steel arming sword Grade B damage: 19 x4
Steel longsword Grade B damage: 23 x2
Wooden arrows 12
Wooden hunting bow Grade C damage 35
Apparel:
Ring of presence: increase Cha by +5. (E)
Gold necklace 2
Silver ruby necklace 1
Gold emerald ring 1
Iron half-helm Grade C armor: 12
Ironwood shield: sturdy shield made out of ironwood, this makes it the sturdiest wooden shield, beaten only by the metal shields used by some knights. (E)
Gold necklace of vitality Grade B +1vit +10hp (E)
leather boots grade C armor:3
Steel armor leather boots with shin guards grade B armor 15 (E)
Stark sigil amulet. (E)
Steel plated leggings Grade B armor 15 (E)
wool pants grade C (E)
fur coat over woolshirt grade C (E)
Old Leather chest piece Grade D armor: 1
Mail under superior blacksteel chest with steel shoulder pads grade A armor 51 (E)
Orichalcum Gauntlet Grade A Armor: 25(E) R
Studded leather fingerless gloves grade B armor 9 (E) L
Potions:
Potion of greater smithing
Greater healing potion Heals 200 Hp. x 2
Ingredients:
Firesalts
Bone-dust 6
Food:
Books:
Herbane's bestiary: Sabercats.
Aedra an Deadra.
Lost legends.
On Oblivion.
Book of Skill
Manimarco the King of Worms
Spellbook: flames
Keys:
Mutilators key
key to Jon Snows room
key to the Winterfell kitchens -stolen-
Miscellaneous:
Violin
Enchanted whetstone
+5 skill booster
Gold 120
silver 4532
Band of ice and fire E
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You guys liked it, I hope, again Merry Christmas and happy new year, reviews are appreciated.