Hey guys! I am sorry for not posting. I looked back at my old chapters and knew there were a lot of plot holes issues, and very few elements for character development. So I decided to Redo the whole series and only keep my characters. I will be updating this once every week so please stay up do date and favorite it!

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Chapter 1-The Deal of Deals

Hmm this should be interesting. Thought the stoic figure of Raesuvius Severus Vexus, A Nord from the city of Bruma as he looked over a map of Skyrim. Raised as an Imperial, Rae (the name he goes by), had an amazing education. This had given him a leg up in the legion and cemented him as a strong officer in the army. He had come to Skyrim on assignment to end the civil war. Though much time had passed, 6 years to be exact, the now Archmage of the College of Winterhold, Listener of the Dark Brotherhood, Master of the Thieves Guild, Slayer of Alduin, Auriel's Champion, and ender of Miirak. Now he was a just Tribune of the Third Legion, under Legate Rikke and General Tullius, but Raesuvius had a plan in mind to change it all. He and about 20 men of his own were in the Valtheim towers, waiting for the meeting that would hopefully lead to him becoming one of the most powerful men politically and militarily. Leave it to them to be late. When he heard the neigh of a horse Rae knew the game was about to begin. When he heard footsteps coming from the steps on the tower, he summoned fire in his hands just in case the person happened to not be friendly. When he saw the raven hair of Maven Blackbriar, he quickly put the flames out, not wanting to offend.

"Well hello Maven, how are you doing on this crisp spring morning?"

"I am doing very well Raesuvius. How are you?"

"I am very good Maven. I have a proposition for you."

"Oh, so niceties are thrown to the side. About time. Send your men away so we can finally speak Guild Master."

Those last words stung Rae's Pride. Not that he was not prideful of his reach and status in the guild, but these men under his control were legion veterans, and he didn't want the high command to find out for now. Bad for business. "Leave us."

As his men left, Rae sat and poured two cups of Blackbriar Reserve, offering one to Maven, who held up her hand signaling a no.

"What am I hear for Raesuvius?"

"Why Maven I want to make you a powerful woman, even more then you are now."

"And how does a Tribune in the legion manage that? I am the Jarl of Riften."

"Why Maven don't you know? With the capture of Winterhold, I was named a legate, but I don't plan on just staying that. Oh no I want much more. "As the war had raged on, only Windhelm was left.

"So, what you need my help to secure a promotion?"

"No that's what I am for, "said Ulfric Stormcloak, Jarl of Windhelm and leader of the rebellion.

"Ulfric? Oh, Raesuvius, you naughty boy you have been busy."

"One has to be when it comes to this."

"and what is 'this'?"

"An alliance. As you know we are going to be at the Moot in a week. There at the Moot, Ulfric will name me as a candidate for High King, and in return I will officially separate the Empire and Skyrim. Then I will work to separate the Kingdoms of High Rock from the Empire as well. And then, I plan to make the Ruby throne my own."

"And why do you need me?"
"Why Maven, I want to make you my right hand, and in return, I expect your full loyalty during the moot and the plans and future beyond that."

Sitting there pondering, maybe even carefully planning, Rae watched as Maven's cogs turned and she saw the potential of the plan, though she was missing key pieces. "In return I wish to be your right hand in Skyrim and in Cyrodiil. If you take the throne, I want to be named High Chancellor."

"Very well Maven. You shall have your wish."
"And I want more than just the separation. I want to be named High Commander of the armies of Skyrim, and when you take the throne, I want your support when I make my own bid for High King," said Ulfric, another obstacle for the future.

That will never happen you stupid fool. Just like a warrior, all brawn and no brain thought Rae, before carefully stating, "This deal is acceptable."

"Good then let's get this over with."