"Nuria, please for Shor's sake find someplace else to store all that blood."
"But you are the "guy that can do things" and you promised to help me out. I even climbed through caves for those weird mushrooms you wanted." The Bosmer's ears turned red.
Enthir said he needed a specific type of mushroom for a client of his, and Nuria, the only child in the college, was small enough to harvest them. It had seemed like an innocent enough favor at the time, but if she only knew what was in store for her. Even she barely fit through the cave where the mushrooms grew, and once she plucked one it released a small puff of spores that made her feel sweaty, feverish, and restless. The worst part was the effects didn't wear off until the next day!
"And I thank you for that, but I can't hide a whole meadery of blood forever and the stench has been attracting skeevers by the horde. Please, just use the blood already. I'm sure you have more than enough for your experiments." With that Enthir walked away.
'Well, I suppose I could use it.' I walked over to the chest in my room. After rummaging through the mass of items I finally found the dragon bones I had acquired recently. 'Let's see what we can do with this.'
Later, on the roof of the Hall of Attainment
"Rul fen naak paar sul."
As I spoke the words all the blood around me lifted and swirled in the air. I manipulated the liquid until I had the shape of a dragon. I grabbed the dragon bone and scales I found in a Nordic crypt and poured my magic into them before placing them in my blood sculpture.
When the blood started pulsing with magic I was surprised and frightened. I was reminded of every time my experiments exploded and this was a big one. I needed a way to contain or stabilize the magic fast.
Remembering an odd conversation with a wizard I rushed back to my room grabbing a grand soul gem. Arriving back, I threw it down the blood sculpture's throat. The pulsing turned into ripples of magic as my sculpture started changing. Muscle and skin grew and horns and teeth pierced through with a sickening crack. Whatever I did, it made a dragon.
I cautiously approach the creature and touch the snout. Cold and hard to the touch. No breath left the great beast and the eyes remained closed. Using my detect life spell I saw that there was none in the creation. Just a statue of inanimate flesh.
"How fascinating!"
I whirl around to see the Archmage, Savos Aren. His gaze inspected the dragon behind me. The Dunmer had a knack for sneaking up on you when you're immersed in work and oblivious to your surroundings. Or maybe I was just to blame. It might get me killed one day.
"I would very much like to see your research papers."
"I didn't do any research, sir."
"Again? Do you mind if I ask a few questions then?"
"I guess."
"Where did you obtain the substantial amount of blood?"
"I have been collecting blood for a while... It's not what your thinking!" I quickly add after seeing a concerned expression darken his features. "Most of it is my blood. The rest of the blood came from beasts."
"Why did you add the soul gem?"
"I added the soul gem to stabilize the magic field." A smile crept to my face. "On a trip to Riften, I had an interesting conversation with the court wizard."
"Wylandriah. She was always special, extremely similar to yourself if I may say so." A fond smile crossed the Archmage's face. "You two often lose yourselves in your projects."
"It sounds like you taught her yourself."
"Of course. Very difficult to understand and forgetful. I can't remember how many times she came looking for her things in the Arcanaeum only to find them in ruins miles away." He relived a memory that caused him to laugh a bit. "But back to the dragon. What was is you said at the beginning?"
"I'm not sure. I overhear the Draugr saying similar words when I go in their ruins. I just put a few together at random to focus my attention. Just felt right."
"Hmmm. Are you going to continue this experiment?" He asked, a small twinkle in his eyes.
I look at my creation. I was just curious and needed something to use all the blood I had been collecting for the past year. I was pleasantly surprised with what I made, but what else could I do with a physical recreation of a dragon? I could try reanimating it, but the power to maintain such a spell would be significant and the body will turn to dust afterward anyways. I shake my head.
"That is unfortunate." The twinkle was gone from his eyes. "Do you mind if I let Farengar examine your dragon? I'm sure he would love to collect some samples."
"Do whatever you like with it." I made my way back to my room to sleep. I was very tired after that experiment and wanted nothing else but my warm bed. As I was about to tumble into my bed, Enthir burst in yelling about something dragon and we need to leave.
"Nuria!" He shook me.
"I used it."
"Tell me later, we-"
"I made a dragon." If I had the energy I would have laughed at the shocked expression on his face. "You told me to use it, so I did." I started whining. "Let me sleep already." My eyes watered as I snuggled into my bed, drowning out the rest of the commotion around me.