Terra now sure that everything and everyone that could be used against her in this fight was hidden away and not in an easily accessible place; she helped herself with a quick spell and popping the cork on one of her mana concoctions she resigned herself to this heavy fight. In a fit of coughs she had chugged the unpleasant liquid, for all the good it did you would think she could make these potions taste better. Laughing to herself, she made a mental note to try and figure a way to make the potions she took taste better than licking the underside of a giant's foot.
Thu'um blasted around her, but never close enough for her to worry at the moment. What the hell was that thing made of that it could throw power words like they were just an everyday conversation. She shivered. One counts on finding undead in caves and tombs, but to have one just wandering...Terra's eyes widen at a thought, "what if this was it's tomb or at the very least the dragon's tomb?!" Biting her thumb, she inaudibly cursed and snuck a glance at the priest. It hovered in a single spot now just waiting. She was in unfamiliar territory now and she didn't like it.
A sigh escaped Terra's lips as she pulled out her enchanted bow and arrows. She would take the dragon down from the backdrop of the surround forest and then tackle big, nasty one on one. With a quick motion she aimed up at the dragon who was flying and let the arrow go. In another breath she slung the bow onto her shoulder and began casting a fire spell. She had to focus at the thing before her.
As she came closer to it her reaction to its spells had to be faster. The sound of it rasping out some kind of language made it difficult to concentrate as she strained her ears to see if she could make any of it out. The only time she was even able to understand that it was talking in some kind of language was when the Thu'um was flung at her. The priest was making it extremely difficult for her to get close.
In a fit of frustration Terra tore some scrolls from her belt and began circling the creature. If she couldn't get to it, she would make it some to her or at the very least get it to move into her traps. She carefully dropped each unrolled scroll so that the symbols would burn themselves into the snow. She took pleasure in the sent of the burning snow, something about magic gave off a smell that would take her back to her mother baking. The simple comfort is what allowed her to focus on the more advanced spells because as she completed one a sense of a happy memory could come back to her. She had to shake herself loose from that happiness, people could lose themselves in the false reality of a memory and in some cases lose one's life in an instant if they did so when danger was around.
The Thu'um blew passed Terra, but it did not make her lose her concentration. As soon as she finished circling the undead priest she slowly stepped away from it and turned her focus on the dragon.
"You will be the first in this battle to go down by my hand!" Terra shook her fist at the dragon and began stringing the arrow. The arrows she was now using had a heavy poison effect to them so even if she had to stop shooting, the poison would continue from where she left off. She had become accustom to taking out these creatures made alien because they haled from a different era. These creatures did once rule this land, but now it is a time of elves, humans, khajit… dragons hunted out of existence and destroyed by their own wars allowed others to swoop in and take over this land.
"Though, " Terra looked around her and the harsh terrain that surrounded the place she was in now, "it is not as if it has been easy to make it our own. Even now nature is far more in control of our fate then we are."
The thrumming sound of the bow as she let the arrows fly filled Terra with a kind of pride that she had been lacking for a time. She was beginning to understand that what she was doing was necessary and that she was truly needed. It had been a long time since she felt that. With her mother long gone and buried near her birth home, Terra had felt a cold emptiness that she had tried to ignore. As she assisted people and rebuilt guilds she began seeing that her contribution to the system as a whole was necessity. She had been only one person, but that one person had rebuilt, cured, destroyed, tried brokering peace, and in all honesty is still trying to save the land from a truly heinous darkness.
Terra's thoughts were shattered when the sound of howling could be heard echoing the forest around her. "Stupid, fucking wolf!" she screeched in realization that he had not followed her directions.