Everything was a blur after the fight.
I could neither see nor hear well, my body was incredibly heavy, I couldn't feel my left arm and my head was killing me with how hard it was pounding.
I do remember a few things here and there though. Like Ariana worriedly calling my name as I kept going in and out of consciousness, being fed some sort of potion by Danica that made me feel sleepy and Aela scolding me for being reckless.
Then after that everything was darkness. And then light once more.
I remember dreaming of being in the middle of a field, completely naked, with all of nature embracing me and bringing me comfort and warmth.
I remember seeing Fenrir in the distance, she was playing with… something or someone. Another animal, one that could fly, I think. She was also several times more massive than she is now.
Behind me was a titanic tree that pierced through the clouds, it's branches scattering through the heavens and raining massive leaves down on the earth. Entire forests with giant trees were born wherever a petal fell. It was a breath taking sight.
I remember seeing Aurash by a forge beside the titanic tree, and I remember seeing a giant dragon too, but then everything became a blur and I woke up.
My head is still throbbing painfully, and I am laying down on something both hard and soft. It's completely dark, so dark that I can't even see my hand in front of my face.
I sat up with a groan, body painfully stiff and my left arm aching and numb. I can move it if I concentrate on it but it hurts a lot, so I'll just let it rest and wait for it to recover.
My thoughts went back to the dream I had, but the more I think about it, the less I remember. I just sigh and shake my head, summoning a fireball inside my right hand to light up the room I am in.
The first thing I notice are the several empty stone beds all around the fairly large room, there's probably more than twenty of them. This makes me think that I am inside the Temple of Kynareth.
I'll check my Status later, as I know I have made huge gains and have new skills, but right now I'm too tired and hungry to even care.
I exited the room, using the fireball as a light source, then turned it off when I saw that the hallway outside was lit up by candles. I go to the left, throwing a glance outside one of the colourful windows to stare towards the guild.
I couldn't help but smile at the large number of people outside the doors and all over the square, clearly having a party and celebrating their victory over a dragon. Good thing that I have the excuse that I don't feel good, there's too many people to my liking.
I stop by the window and leaned against the wall beside it, my legs wobbling from how weak I am. I feel Fenrir's worry pour through our bond, making me smile warmly as I reassure her as much as I could. I'll have to bring her out soon and spend a lot of time with her, I worried her quite a lot.
I perk up when I hear footsteps, and turn in the direction they are coming from just in time to see Danica turn the corner with a burning candle in her hands. I snorted softly when she jumped with a frightened gasp the moment she saw me, but she recovered quickly and rushed at my side, giving me a quick hug that made my body ache some more.
"You shouldn't be going around Flora!" She scolded me with a worried frown that actually made me feel bad, "You still haven't recovered from your overuse of Mana, and that will take some time, two or three days at most." I winched at that. I really do not want to spend that much time without being able to anything or grow more powerful. The fight against the dragon showed me just how outclassed I am against an old dragon. Mirmulnir survived the Dragon War in the Merethic Era and has been alive since then, probably hidden away, I remember reading that in the fandom.
He was old, weakened by age, yet he still slaughtered more than a hundred warriors easily, many with Enchanted gear that boosted strength and speed. We only won thanks to a fucking miracle.
Several things came into play that allowed us to win, and for me to actually take the fucker on by myself. One thing is that he was old. The second thing is that he didn't take us seriously until it was too late.
He could have destroyed us all if he took us by surprise while he was underground, attacking us while we were all grouped together and not spread out. Or he could have taken to the skies and turned us all into stone statues before we could have destroyed his wings.
To not talk about the environmental advantage I had over him, especially once I stopped being an idiot and actually use my Mana instead of holding myself back. No matter what he did, he couldn't approach me since I used the roots I sprouted to pull myself away and move around, then I just kept ramming Earth Pillars into his face and side, coupled with the Geysers that just made his wounds worse.
By the time he realized that he had to take us seriously, he was already badly hurt and tired thanks to the bombardment from the mages, but had still enough strength to put Aurash out of the game and almost kill her.
At least this allowed me to learn several things. Like how body movement and more contact with the ground allows me to use my Geokinesis even better for some reason. That using Geokinesis with Alteration is a powerful combo. That I can mix my Explosive Flowers with the Malboro. That when I use too much Mana constantly I get nosebleeds and horrible migraines. And that I am still severely outmatched against any other dragon for a long while.
I need to put my hands on some strong Daedric Artifacts, possibly magical ones. I would love to have some Dragon Priests Masks but I'm pretty sure those guys are powerful enough to beat the fuck out of Mirmulnir, so it's a big nope for now. Maybe I should also Enchant some staffs for me.
"I'll be fine, I just need a few hours of sleep and I'll be back in top shape." I assured Danica as I gave her a comforting smile, causing her to sigh gently and shake her head at me, "How's everyone else?" I asked her to change the argument, not really wanting to go back to sleep just yet.
"We lost many, but as you can see, they are still in the mood to party their victory over the dragon." She nodded her head towards the party before grimacing, "Well, not everyone is in the mood. The mages that came with us felt quite useless, and it took a lot of convincing to have them stay. Not that I blame them, I felt quite useless too." I managed to muster enough strength to lift my right hand up and use it to flick a finger at her forehead, it wasn't strong, but she still winched from the hit.
"You helped heal Aurash and the others, the mages managed to badly hurt the dragon with that single bombardment, you all were indispensable." I sigh and lean back against the wall, throwing another glance towards the party before I speaking again, "Besides, they did the right thing at not attacking anymore. I know how magic works, and Ice is the only element that is precise enough to hit the dragon from that distance. Fire tends to veer off trajectory after a short flight and Lightning is better for close ranged fights. Unless you overload a bolt or higher ranking spell, then any lighting spells one throws will always have a random trajectory." That much I knew after experimenting inside the Daedric Dungeon and seeing a few ice mages in battle inside there. The Arachne guarding the tower also used Ice magic, and her spells could travel large distances.
If the mages had started throwing spells while I was fighting the dragon by myself then everything would have gone to shit and we would have lost. Mirmulnir could have turned on them and I would have been unable to stop the fucker from charging at them and killing them all, together with Danica and the others.
Or their spells could have gone stray and hit me while I was dodging or keeping the dragon busy, giving him the chance to either kill me or injure me badly. In other words, unless I gave them the signal, they didn't do anything in fear that any of these things happened. And it was the right choice.
"How's Aurash?" I asked as Danica helped support me and started walking back the way she came from. I don't think I can go back to sleep until I know that everyone made it back safely, besides, I have to tell the Jarl about that person on a horse that I saw. I still have a bad feeling about it.
"After the thing that happened with the dragon, she somehow recovered fully and became terrifyingly strong. So strong that she is having trouble doing the basic things without breaking everything she touches." I grimaced at that. Looks like she did get stronger after all, quite a lot too. Guess hunting dragons is in our agenda now, after all, she won't be the only one growing stronger from killing them.
The fact that I am looking at dragons as if they are big sources of experience instead of animals really makes me hate myself. But unfortunately, it's either me or them.
"She stayed here watching over you for a few hours, then left to go and help the others pull the skeleton of the dragon into the city and gather the corpses… or at least those that didn't turn into dust." She sighed at that, and I gently patted her back with my still numb arm as we entered the large main hall of the Temple of Kynareth, where a statue of said goddess was residing right in the middle.
"Sit here, I'll go grab you some warm food." I thanked her as I sat down on a nearby bench and released a much needed sigh. Just walking this much killed my legs, damn.
Danica walked past me and towards the doors while I turned my gaze to stare at the statue of Kynareth. I don't remember any statues from the game, but I'm pretty sure Kynareth's statue didn't look like this.
It had the wings of an eagle making the shape of a heart while wrapping around her. Her hands were cupped together and pressed against her lips, with her eyes closed and long hair draping over the wings, shoulders and arms.
It looks nice and well made, but it's nothing compared to the statues that were in Florence. Those masterpieces looked so real.
I'm taken out of my musing when a small and familiar blood-red box appeared in front of me.
[Warning! 'Mind Reading' has been prevented by 'Gamer's Mind'!]
What?
Give me a fucking break, I just woke up!
I sighed and pinched the bridge of my nose, knowing perfectly who tried to mind read me when I realized that I didn't hear Danica open the large doors of the Temple.
"You know, it's rude to possess other people's bodies without permission." I stated flatly, turning my head to stare at 'Danica'. She was standing by the door, and is looking towards me with her once sapphire blue eyes now glowing a bright gold. "But I guess that being a vessel for such 'divine intervention' is a lifelong dream for a priest." I sighed and turned my body to fully face the goddess possessing Danica's body. I don't even need Gamer's Mind to keep me calm now, I'm just annoyed. I've been in this world for just a week, and I already got a God visiting me.
"So, what can I do for you Lady Kynareth?" I asked, being too tired to be respectful or whatever right now.
'Danica' kept staring at me with emotionless golden eyes for a few seconds, then a gentle smile spread across her lips before she started walking back towards me. I watched her every move, ready to just bail the fuck out of here if anything goes wrong.
"There is no need for you to be on guard, child. I am here just to talk." 'Danica' said, her voice having a faint echo to it, as if multiple people were speaking through her at the same time. I simply hummed as she sat beside me on the bench, still eyeing her warily.
"Talk?" I repeated that word with narrowed eyes, my body completely tense just by sitting here. "Why would a God want to talk with me? I'm hardly relevant…" I paused, my eyes widening before I sighed and leaned back against the bench.
I guess they know about me, and that I'm not from this world.
"It seems you have realized it." 'Danica' spoke, sitting in a way that was both elegant and relaxed. "I was the first one to notice your presence, Akatosh learned of it soon after." I grimaced at that. And here I was, hoping that the Gods wouldn't notice me until I could at least protect myself, but nope! They have always know about me! And so does Mephala, kinda.
"How did you learn of my presence?" I asked, really wanting to know how Kynareth was the first one to learn of my presence out of all the Gods. Like, Akatosh is one thing, I don't know if he can see the future, but maybe my sudden appearance changed the future he knew and from that he learned of my existence. But Kynareth? She is the Goddess of the elements and of the sky, why would she be the first to know of me?
"Because Nymphs used to be my children." I drew in a sharp hiss of air through my nose as I turned my wide eyes to stare at her, the glowing golden eyes holding a trace of warmth in them. "Akatosh created the dragons and I created the Nymphs. There weren't many of them but…" She paused, making me raise a brow as she seemingly contemplated something before shaking her head. "Anyway, that is how I knew of your presence. All Nymphs are connected to me, so the moment you appeared, I instantly felt that connection form between us." I narrowed my eyes at the fact that she avoided whatever she was going to say, but I can't really force a God to tell me something they don't want to.
"So you don't know how I got here, or who sent me…" She would have mentioned if I had appeared from a Time Tear, and I know I didn't come from one of those. That can only mean that it definitely was some sort of incredibly powerful being changed this world, picked me up for some fucking reason, and threw me here. Why? Hell if I know.
At least she isn't asking where I come from, that would be a pain in the ass to explain.
"Anyway, let's get down to the point." I clapped my hands, winching from the pain that sparked through my left arm, then leaned forward and looked towards 'Danica'. She obviously got sidetracked by the fact that I am a Nymph, and she may be emotional about it, after all, I am the last of her 'children' apparently.
I cannot fathom the pain she must have gone through when the Nymphs slowly died.
"You are right, we have gotten sidetracked." Her gaze turns serious as she faces me, and my very body seems to be screaming at me to get the fuck out, but I persist and show no emotions on my face. "What are your intentions here?"
I can't help but blink at the weird questions. My intentions? If Akatosh can truly see into the future, the he should know that all I want is to- ah fuck, did me appearing here fuck up his ability to see into the future? I'm not from this world and I'm a complete wildcard for them, every action of mine is a terrifying Butterfly Effect for this world. My presence alone is a constant Butterfly Effect.
"I just want to survive. I want to help as many people survive the incoming disaster as I can, grow strong enough to protect myself and those close to me and put a stop to all meaningless conflict so that they don't implicate anyone anymore." I sigh and run a hand through my hair. I want to take a dip in a hot bath so bad. "I was thrown inside this dangerous world without my consent, but I'm starting to enjoy being here." While my current week here has mostly been spent getting ready to fight a damn dragon, the little moments I had with Aurash and the others are very special to me. Like hell I'm letting some overgrown lizards ruin this for me.
"You can trust me. The only reason I desire power is so that I can protect myself and the others. World domination? A pain in the ass and too much work. World Destruction? Pointless and boring." I shrugged and leaned back against the bench, wood is always so comfy for me. Well, everything nature related is very comfy for me.
"Then I guess that is all we need to know." I crack an eye open to stare at 'Danica', noticing that the golden eyes were now dimmer than before. Is it really going to be so easy to convince them that I mean no harm? Well, they might be able to know if I lie or not, and I've spoken only the truth so far. "Hard times will be in front of you, child. Us Divines won't be able to help you mortals anymore, so it will be up to you and the Dragonborn to stop the destruction of this world." She sighed at those words, turning towards me with a complicated gaze.
'Danica' seemed to hesitate for a bit, but then one of her hand gently rose and cupped my cheek. The touch felt so maternal, something so foreign to me, it's so warm and comforting that I just stood still, as I didn't want to stop feeling this just yet.
"You may not be one of the children I created, and perhaps this is a bit foolish of me, but I still consider you my child nonetheless." She gently caressed my cheek, pushing a strand of my messy hair behind my long pointed ear. "I'm sorry that you are forced into this. But sometimes, mortals must act where Gods cannot." I closed my eyes and breathed in, focusing on that gentle feeling that made me relax and want to hug her.
Kynareth, deep down, is still a mother. I can tell just from these actions. I know that there are some mothers that after loosing their children early on, try to adopt some to fill in the void left behind by the loss.
I may be getting ahead of myself, but I think Kynareth is considering doing such a thing, and that's why I keep seeing that complicated look in her eyes.
But I may just be making up a lot of bullshit…
"I never expected to receive any help from Gods, so I am already prepared and have a lot of contingency plans." I stated as I mustered up the strength to pull away from her touch, opening my emerald eyes to stare into the dimming golden ones.
"I'll need Daedric Artifacts, that's for sure, but those are simple tools created by the Daedric Princes so I won't be receiving any help from them either." I gave my stiff body a slight stretch and then stood up, then I turned to stare at 'Danica' with narrowed eyes.
"But I'll make one thing clear. I'm not on your side, neither on the side of the Daedric Princes. I will fight against Alduin and the Dragons, but not to save the world." Maybe, the Flora before fighting the dragon would have declared that she would do her best to save the world, but that is completely foolish. I wasn't even strong enough to save those beside, so how can I even save those around the world? "I'll do it so that I can survive, and because I refuse to let my friend face her destiny by herself. I'll follow and stick with her through it all. After that? I'll simply enjoy my life and focus on studying the beauty that is magic." I don't know if I can travel between worlds or even pick another class once I'm done with the current one, but as I don't really care right now, these are questions for future me.
'Danica' is looking at me with wide eyes, but then she smiled softly and stood up herself. I noticed how her eyes were starting to blink between gold and blue, meaning that her presence from within Danica is about to vanish.
"We never expect all mortals to always side with us when we rarely even show ourselves." Pretty sure the last time one of the Divines showed themselves was during the Oblivion Crisis. I don't know much about it, but I know that a manifestation of Akatosh showed up and beat the ever living shit out of Mehrunes Dagon.
Other than that, I don't remember reading about them manifesting again. And the Oblivion Crisis is fairly recent too if I remember right.
"My time here is almost over…" 'Danica' sighed, then gave me a gentle smile, "Using Danica in such a way will put a strain on her body. Once I will be gone, she will age a fair deal." My expression hardened at that. I knew that it was too good to be true, that something had to go wrong. Danica ended up getting implicated because of me now. Great.
"There is a way to reverse this. Look for the Eldergleam tree, a single drop of it's sap will be more than enough to restore her youth." My eyes widened with hope at her words, but I cursed myself soon after as I do not remember where this Eldergleam! Was this thing in the game? "Of course, in order to obtain the Eldergleam's sap, you must pass my Divine Trial. Consider it something similar to the Daedra's Dungeons." So there are dungeons related to the Divines! No wait, she called it a Trial, so it might not be a dungeon, but more of a test.
The problem will be first finding the location, and I doubt she will tell me where it is.
Hopefully I can find some information by asking around.
I blinked the my eyes widened as Danica's eyes rolled in the back of her head and she collapsed. Luckily I was able to ease up her fall by grabbing her in time, though I did end up joining her on the floor and my body now aches even more.
I laid there beside her as I groaned loudly. Minutes after waking up, I get visited by a goddess and implicate my friend. I'm really sure that I am cursed with bad luck.
I sigh and push myself up, turning to face Danica and winching slightly at the view.
She had slight wrinkles under her eyes, and the tips of her hair had turned white. While Danica isn't old, she is still in her forties but looked like she was in her twenties. That's a boon given by using Restoration magic on oneself, it helps one keep their youthful looks for a longer time, but once wrinkles appears, they cannot be removed.
But apparently the Eldergleam sap can. I need to put my hands on that to heal Danica, because like hell I'm leaving her like this.
I perk up when I hear the doors open, leaning back to glance at who came in, then smiling when my eyes landed on Aurash. She looked fine, and the armour I made for her was gone, replaced by large baggy black pants, boots and shirt. Her white hair and blue eyes mixed well with the black clothing.
"Good mornin' to you!" I made my presence known by greeting her loudly and throwing one of my hands in the air, causing her to jump before her eyes widened as they focused on me.
Then she just appeared in front of me and lifted me into the air while squeezing me into a hug that was thankfully not tight enough to snap my spine. At least she can control the huge power-up she got from the Dragon Soul.
"I'm fine." I reassured her as I hugged her back, feeling her worry through the hug as I kicked my legs in the air. She can lift me up so easily, that's hot.
Dang it, I need to deal with this horniness of mine once I recover!
I was soon released from the nice hug and put back down, then asked the confused Aurash to help me lay Danica down on the bench.
"I'll explain what happened once she wakes up. Until then, tell me everything that happened since I passed out." Aurash nodded and took a seat on the bench, then I gave her a malicious grin as I sat on her lap and wiggled a bit to get comfortable.
I'll never stop trying my best to tease her and make her flush! This is going to become a common thing between us, I'm sure.
I smiled when Aurash remained silent for several seconds before releasing a long sigh that sounded so defeated that it made me laugh. I wiggled in place a few times, not caring that I am playing a dangerous game, then just leaned my head against Aurash soft and large bust. And I tried my best to ignore a certain something that should not be there poking against me. Questions for later.
"Anyway…" I snorted as Aurash sighed, but she still wrapped her arms around my belly to hug me. I don't mind spending a couple of hours like this, it's nice. "After bringing you back, I spent some time watching over you and took you out of your Enchanted gear and into more comfortable clothing." I blinked and then glanced down. Huh, I didn't even notice I was wearing different clothes. Well, I did have other things on my mind.
I blinked again, realized that she undressed me, then leaned my head back and gave her a massive teasing grin.
"Then I took some time to get used to that immense power that I received from absorbing the Dragon Soul. I helped the others go and drag the skeleton back, gather all the weapons and corpses we could…" At that she paused, and her hug tightened slightly. "I just remembered, but when we came back after the fight, the Jarl and the others said that they saw someone on a horse approach the battle site and leave soon after in the direction of Solitude. Jarl Balgruuf fears that whoever that was might have gotten his hands on an Enchanted weapon, so the Imperials might come knocking soon." I couldn't help but groan at that. I was hoping that nothing like that would happen for a long time and that we somehow managed to avoid having this information spread, but nope.
Now they have an Enchanted Sword that they can use and recharge whenever they want, fuck! I hope they are morons and use it one too many times so that it breaks, as those Enchantments can only be used around six or eight times before it fades.
"It's okay, I have the protection of Whiterun and the Jarl. I'm a Thane of the city itself so if they come demanding stuff they could risk going to war with us too, and if we join the Stormcloaks then the war is as good as over." I hear Aurash hum softly before she nods, squeezing me a bit tighter. Her worry towards me always makes me happy.
"I heard that the relationship between Whiterun and the Imperials isn't that good." I blink and lean my head back to stare at Aurash in confusion, letting her go on. "The General of the army, a dude that was back at Helgen too, keeps demanding reinforcements from Whiterun, ignoring it's neutral status. The Jarl said that we can expect them to come knocking tomorrow even, which isn't good."
I clicked my tongue at that and groaned. If I had more time, I'd be able to come up with countermeasures or even run away with Aurash after settling a few things with everyone and go to the Greybeards.
But then I'd just be leaving the Jarl to deal with this bullshit and that would leave a bad taste in my mouth, so I won't do it.
"Oh well, I'll deal with it when it happens." I sighed before perking up when I heard a groan from Danica. The possession must have taken a lot out of her since it took her quite a bit to wake up.
"Flora…?" Danica called out gently, voice hoarse. I jumped off Aurash's lap and knelt beside the priestesses as she slowly opened her eyes and sat up while holding her head. "What happened…?"
"You were possessed by Kynareth." I stated bluntly, not beating around the bush and getting straight to the point. Aurash ended up gaping at me while Danica seemed to process my words, then looked to be on the verge of screaming her lungs out in victory. "She wanted to have a chat with me apparently." I winched when Danica's worshipful shifted from the statue and straight towards me.
"The reason is because I am a Nymph." I moved my hair behind my long pointed ears, which were completely different from Bosmer's, Altmer's and Dunmer's. I saw their ears, and noticed that mine are a bit longer and more thin.
"So you are a Divine Child!" I winched again at the look Danica was giving me, and I am pretty sure that now she'll start worshipping me in secret alongside Kynareth. And Aurash was on the verge of laughing her ass off at my misfortune again.
"Well, kinda…?" I shrugged then sighed, shaking my head to get back on track. "I can't tell you of what me and Kynareth talked about, so I hope you understand." I smiled when Danica nodded her head up and down fast enough to hurt her neck, but it bought my attention to the white in her hair. "But because she possessed you, your body has aged a bit. I can restore your youth, but I need to find the 'Eldergleam'. Do you know where it might be?" Danica blinked, and bought a lock of her hair into view, then ran her fingers along the slight wrinkles under her eyes.
Thankfully, she seemed to gladly accept this as it was caused by the Goddess she worships.
"Unfortunately, I do not know. The Eldergleam is said to be the oldest living thing in Nirn. It is said that it's thanks to the Eldergleam that the whole of nature can thrive, because it's sap is so filled with vitality that a single drop can heal all wounds, no matter how lethal, and give birth to entire forests in seconds." She sighed, giving me a sad smile, but I simply squeezed her hand in comfort. "I do not that it's a very unique looking tree, with glowing purple leaves. But no such thing has been spotted around Tamriel, so it might have ended underground?" That's true! Thousands of years went by since the birth of Nirn! Earthquakes, volcanic explosions, even dragons, all of these could have reshaped the terrain and land during these thousands of years, sending the tree underground, but not without leaving something like the Gildergreen behind. So it's definitely within Skyrim, just buried underground.
But how do I find it? Maybe only an ancient being that has been around since the Merethic Era might know! But I presume there aren't many beings like that, and not all of them might be friendly.
Wait… Paarthurnax! Dragon Bro can definitely help! One more reason to go and visit the Greybeards I guess!
"I might have a way of finding it now, so don't worry!" I grinned and gave Danica a kiss on the forehead to thank her, which seemed to lock her into a daze. I hope words doesn't spread between the priestesses…
"Wait!" Danica suddenly jumped, and I almost screamed at how sudden it was. "Nymphs went extinct during the Merethic Era, so how…" Oh right, I didn't tell her everything. This will be another big reveal to drop on her all of a sudden.
"I am from the Merethic Era, I appeared here one week ago through a Time Tear." Danica's eyes widened and I almost laughed at how funny she looked. "That's why I know how to do Enchantments and stuff." I don't think I'll be hiding these things anymore, but I'll just reveal them when needed or when asked, depends.
Speaking of, I've been thinking about it but it's kinda weird how knowledge of Enchantments has been lost. Like, how did all the books and scrolls with that knowledge inside them just fade away without anyone taking care of them?
I mean, I'm glad that all the knowledge of it is gone, because otherwise Enchanted weapons would have bought worldwide destruction. That kind of power shouldn't be shared around so easily.
…
It's Psijic Order isn't it?
I remember how those guys appeared and took away the Eye of Magnus from the college. I don't trust them.
The way they just know what you are going to do, and can even somehow stop time to talk to you in private, then act as if they know what's better for everyone while taking away the most powerful artifact that can seemingly generate infinite Mana.
So of course they would go around and take away all the Enchanting knowledge from around the world so that they can be the only ones to have it. Besides, it was never said that all the Enchanting books and scrolls were lost during the Merethic Era. They could have disappeared later on too, and then all records about this happening were removed too.
Like hell I'm letting that slide now that I am here. And like hell I'll let those fucker's take away the Eye of Magnus. It's something I'll need to win against Alduin, because I know it's even more powerful and better than the one that appears in the game. I must have it.
Besides, I want to study it. I want to know what it is exactly! All these unanswered questions need to be answered!
Me and Aurash soon bid our farewells to Danica and left the Temple of Kynareth, to head back home, where I let the very excited giant puppy out. Pretty sure she grew bigger again.
"So…" I started while keeping my gaze on Fenrir as she started tearing a tree out of the ground and chew on it. "Want to tell what that bulge was?" I feel my face flush when Aurash chokes on air, keeling over from how sudden that was.
She recovered soon after, and stood straight while she avoided looking in my direction.
"Remember the potion I told you about? The one that changed my eyes and hair?" I blinked and then gazed at the ground, then realized what she meant. She's speaking about the chaotic potion her younger brother made up and mixed in her water.
"Oh." I said.
"Yeah." She hummed.
Silence…
…
"That's hot." I did not just fucking say that! I'm too horny! I need to sleep then when I get a second of peace I'll just… do things to myself!
"You heard nothing, go to sleep." I turned towards the gaping Aurash, threatening her with rocks and leaves and roots, forcing her to flee out of the garden, but not before she sent me a massive teasing grin.
I fucking hate my mouth. My brain-to-mouth filter never works!
I simply groaned loudly then went to pet Fenrir a bit. I'm still very hungry, but I can easily ignore that and just eat in the morning. I should keep all kinds of warm food in my inventory, together with branches of trees that bear fruits. It might come in handy and even save someone's life.
I quickly undressed myself and threw my naked body on the large and comfy hammock I made, the previous one was torn apart by Fenrir when she tore the tree out of the ground.
I stretched my body then opened my Status. I might as well give it a look now.
[Name: Flora
Race: Nymph
Title: "Child of The Earth"
Job: Druid lv 36/100
Mage Skill Trees:
Destruction (28)
Restoration (26)
Enchanting (27)
Alteration (26)]
[New Druid Skills learned!
Will O' Wisp: Grants the ability to create small concentrated balls of light that can be moved around at will. They can burn at the touch and can explode in bright flashes of light, or can be used to light up dark places. Pouring more Mana into the spell will make the balls of light bigger and their explosion brighter.
Summon Spirit Wolf: Grants the ability to summon Spirit Wolves. They can either fight alongside you, be great guards, or use their amazing tracking abilities to find anything.
Shapeshift: Grants the ability to change your appearance, race or form as long as it's not bigger than your current size. The spell's cost will grow the longer it's used.
Quagmire: Grants the ability to turn a portion of the ground within your range into a marshland, causing whoever steps onto it to sink and have their movements slowed down. Pouring more Mana into the spell will make the quagmire bigger and deeper.
Pollen Garden: Grants the ability to turn a portion of the ground within your range into a magical pollen garden. The spores, once breathed in, relax the muscles and help one heal much quicker than normal. Pouring more Mana into the spell will make the garden bigger.
Quagmire.
If I fucking had that spell it during the dragon fight, everything would have gone smoothly!
Mirmulnir could move under hard ground somehow, but what if I buried him into liquid ground. Just with half of his body buried everything would have been easier! The only problem would have been the breath attacks, but if I buried him until only his head was visible then even those would have been useless.
Albeit he could control the ground and make it turn into a wave, so I don't know if he could have controlled even liquid ground. He did smash his claws down each time, so clearly he needed contact with it.
Ah whatever, the battle is long over. I'll see if it's useful or not against other dragons.
The shapeshifting ability will be incredibly useful too for sneaking and maybe stealing stuff. I don't know if I can become insects or anything like that, but I'll be sure to test the limits of this skill when I have time.
The Spirit Wolf spell isn't that good since I have a giant Hellhound as a pet, but I might find it useful when I'm inside some tight tunnels and places like that.
The Will O' Wisp spell is also quite good, I can use it to blind dragons after all! But I wonder if it's strong against the undead and vampires, mostly vampires.
And then the best spell I could have gained now, the Pollen Garden! I instantly cast the spell on the garden after reading the description, and the effects took just a few seconds to take place.
There is a light green glow coming from the ground, and since it's night I can easily see the minuscule lime green spores floating up, and as I breathed them in I relaxed more and more.
This will surely come in handy when stressed or to deal with hurt victims that are panicking.
I breathed out and melted into the hammock, and it didn't take long for me to fall asleep like that.
(The Next Day)
The next day, I had a huge breakfast with Aurash, then we went to the guild to assure everyone that I was okay.
After a night of sleep in the Pollen Garden, my body was completely refreshed and my head wasn't pounding anymore, and that's very welcome. My yearning for the forest has also been quelled just a bit, but it's still there.
Thankfully, since I told Aurash about the Greybeards, and that they summoned her so that they can teach her how to use the Voice and different kinds of shouts, I can use some time during the travel to stop and just relax in a forest.
It was then that she told me she had knowledge about a shout similar to Mirmulnir's breath attack, but she didn't dare to test it carelessly.
I spent most of the morning at the guild or at the Temple of Kynareth. Me and Aurash also finally visited the Waystone of the guild, a large prism-like floating stone with weird runes on it, runes that even I can't read.
We just had to let a drop of our blood fall on the stone to connect with it, so when we are to other Waystones, we can go travel between them easily, albeit we need to connect with them first.
I didn't want to do anything for the day, so I just lazed around and used the huge amounts of money I was making from the Alchemy business to just order all kinds of foods and put them in my inventory while also eating them. I was famished.
And then here I am, simply walking around Whiterun with Aurash, relaxing and buying all kinds of fruits that I can extract seeds from and grow into trees to bear more of them. I'll just have to taste test them first.
There are so many weird fruits too, like a fruit that tastes like sugar and was very crunchy. It was horrible, but Aurash actually loved it, so I saved some seeds from it. Apparently my orc companion has a huge sweet tooth.
"Flora!" I perked up, turning to my left and seeing Farengar approach me with a guard in tow, a serious look in his eyes. Guess my relaxing day is already over. "They'll be here soon. They didn't give us a choice." I scowled at that, but then just nodded my head, planning on going back home to get ready until Farengar caught my eyes and lowered his head slightly before muttering the words 'College', then quickly turning around and walking away.
I blinked in confusion, before my eyes widened as I realized what he meant. The College of Winterhold is here too, of course. But how did they get this information? Did the Imperials share it to try and get their help or what?
I glanced around, but I didn't dare to make it obvious. The way Farengar warned me can only mean that they either could be around, or they are already here and spying on me. Maybe they plan on following me to my house to see if I have any written knowledge about Enchanting there and then steal it?
Luckily, the Spirit Ravens I had created days ago are still around as they weren't killed and they don't have a time limit, so I called them down and had the fly around me to see if anyone follows me and Aurash home.
"Let's go grab our equipment then go to Dragonsreach." Aurash nodded as we started walking back at a quick pace. I don't really plan on loosing whoever might be following me as I want to catch them in the act of breaking into my house.
It didn't take long for us to reach our house, go in, and get into our gear. We need to give a strong impact after all, one that makes them understand that I won't fucking follow orders, and neither will Aurash. Thankfully, Aurash's armour wasn't fully destroyed, just had cracks around it, but the Enchantment still persisted. The only thing that was broken was the helmet, which was fully shattered at the back on impact. At least it saved Aurash's life.
After putting on my gloves and clothes I stood by the door and spread my arms wide, letting Spirit Ravens and Spirit Wolves appear from my body and flood the house. I did notice that the more I summoned the more the next one would cost, which was a welcome discovery.
I ordered them all to constantly patrol the house and alert me about any changes or break-ins before going out with Aurash.
My gaze wandered around before it landed on several familiar faces, all in different spots and looking like normal civilians. Looks like Farengar was a step ahead of me and asked the Companions to put a few people to watch over my house, that's just perfect. He is an Expert Class mage and has been for many years, so of course he would know how other mages would act.
I didn't nod or greet them, simply threw a quick wink and slight smile before turning and walking towards Dragonsreach. I have Fenrir with me, but left a werewolf to watch over the house instead.
Seeing Gnoll wearing glasses is a horrifyingly comical sight, even Aurash is barely holding herself back from laughing.
The guard in front of the large open doors of Dragonsreach gave us a nod and let us go through without problem, and I could already hear the conversation from down the stairs below the throne room. Looks like they are already here then.
"Hey Aurash." I drew her attention to me as we walked up the stairs, and I drew in a deep breath before looking at her with a smile. "After this, I want to tell you about my real origins." She seemed confused by my words, but then simply nodded with a comforting smile.
She is the only person that I can fully trust so far in this world, and I care about her deeply. I want to tell her all about myself, but not everything in details, I'll have to hold back a few things.
We soon reached the top of the stairs, where a large table was laid out. On the opposite end was sat Jarl Balgruuf with Irileth and Farengar standing by his sides, while on the right of the table was sat an elderly man in the Companions armour.
He was huge and with a head full of grey hair and a long grey beard, and standing on his side were Aela and Vilkas, while Farkas was down below watching over my house.
Then sitting on the left was Ariana, with the man named Will standing behind her alongside Danica.
While instead sitting at the end of the table near the stairs was a man in large bulky that is both red and gold, with the familiar dragon mark of the Imperials. Behind him was Hadvar, who looked shocked at our appearance just as us, alongside a female Altmer in Thalmor's clothing. Said woman looked like she wanted to be the one sitting down, not the other way around.
And Aurash looked like she was about to punch the woman into Sovngarde.
On the left of the man that is definitely General Tullius was sitting a Dunmer in familiar robes. The Archmage robes.
Ladies and gentleman, the one and only Savos Aren! The dude that used a magic array to seal a Dragon Priest with a magic devouring staff!
Well, it might be different here, so let's not make fun of him just yet.
Behind him were two women, a Breton woman in dark silver clothing and an Altmer woman with red hair in blackish red robes. These should be Mirabelle and Faralda.
I didn't bother greeting them and walked my way to the other end of the table with Aurash, then sat next to Ariana while Aurash stood beside me.
The conversation stopped when I walked in, and I glanced back towards General Tullius's side to see that they had an Enchanted sword on the table, a Companions Enchanted sword, which was being inspected by Savos Aren.
Yeah, nope.
I hummed and placed my arms on the table, then reached over with the psychokinesis Enchantment and quickly slid the sword straight into my hands under the astonished and surprised gazes of the group holding it.
"Hey!" General Tullius slammed a hand onto the table, half standing up and glaring in my direction. "Give that back woman!" I snorted and grabbed the blade, turning it around and inspecting the handle, which had a name on it.
All Companions put their names on their weapons once they acquired them. In case their bodies are unable to be found, as long as their weapon is left behind then they can proceed to grant them a proper burial by their standards.
"Why should I return something that is of my own making?" I mused, silencing the room once more as I slid the sword towards the elderly man, who is clearly Kodlak, the Harbinger of the Companions.
The man firmly grasped the sword, and sent me a thankful grandfatherly smile. Pretty sure I just saved those guys from getting their asses turned into pancakes by him.
"Your making?" The Altmer woman beside General Tullius spoke up, the greed in her eyes very evident. I couldn't help but send her a disgusted look, as the way she is looking at is just creepy. "So you are the Enchanter?" The eyes of everyone on their side snapped towards me, while Hadvar looked like he was contemplating his life choices. Poor guy.
"Yes I am. My name is Flora, and it's not a pleasure to meet you." Aurash snorted beside me, and I heard Aela do the same from the other side of the table. "And no, I won't share the way to make Enchantments, so save your breath." I put it out directly, then just leaned against the chair, waiting for whatever chaos is going to happen.
"So you are the Enchanter?" General Tullius asked, and I just looked at him like he was the dumbest man in the world. I did just say I am the Enchanter, duh. "Good, we will need as many Enchanted Weapons as early as possible, preferably by the end of the week." I blinked and then just kept staring at him for a few seconds, trying hard to keep a sneer off my face. Who the fuck does this guy think he is?
"Is that all?" I asked, and the idiot actually gave a smile and nodded. I nodded back, then pointed at the large doors behind him. "Good, those are the doors. Make sure not to trip on your way out, there are a lot of stairs." Oh I am so going to antagonize the shit out of these people! This is actually so fun! Aurash and Aela agree with me too!
"Let me put it in words that even an idiot can understand." I leaned onto the table, my gaze matching his furious glares without a problem. "I won't give you, any of you, even a single Enchanted coin. It is my choice what to do with this knowledge, and I sure as hell am not going to give such powerful tools to some spoiled idiot." I made sure to look at each of them as I spoke, making sure that they understand that I am speaking about all of them, not just General Tullius and the Imperials.
The Altmer Thalmor sneered coldly at me, and I wonder how she was even here when the Blades are hunting these fuckers down all over Skyrim.
"I believe a compromise can be reached." Savos Aren spoke up for the first time and I simply sneered and leaned back against the chair, waiting for whatever bullshit he is going to spout. "All knowledge can be bought, so simply state your price. My College of Winterhold is willing to pay it in order to acquire such knowledge." Yeah no, and then let it land in the hands of the Thalmors thanks to the fucking spy you have in your midst? Fuck no.
"I thought that someone like you would actually be against letting such powerful Magecraft spread." I mused aloud, drawing his confused gaze as I lazily rested my chin into my palm. "Do you know what a Dragon Priest is?" At that, I instantly saw it. He froze, and a flash of pure terror crossed his eyes, but he quickly recovered.
Of course it's impossible to forget something like that. An experience where all his companions were slaughtered like cattle, driving him insane and sacrificing the remaining two to seal the Dragon Priest.
"Oh you have." I hummed with a cold smile, "Those masked, floating monsters. Masks that grant terrifying power through their Enchantments." His hand disappeared under the table, likely to clench into fists as I dug deep into his traumatic experience that cannot be forgotten even after a hundred years.
And now, for the killing blow.
"Hell of a trip wasn't it? The one down in Labyrinthian, I mean." And he froze again, and I hid my grin as I know that I scored perfectly. "Yes I know about it, and I know about the Dragon Priest you met down there too. A Dragon Priest wielding Enchanted gear several magnitudes stronger than the one I can make now, and my Enchanted equipment was capable of injuring a dragon. Imagine what it can do to a man, or an army." I leaned back once more, my expression morphing into a scowl as I glared at all of them one by one.
"No amount of money will be enough to make me feel better about the slaughter those weapons will bring forth once in the hands of a fool. Be glad that this knowledge has disappeared from the world long ago, otherwise you all most definitely wouldn't be here." I scoffed, turning towards Ariana and shared a glance with her. I don't mind if everything is revealed here, I'd rather come clean and face whatever comes at me head on.
"She is right, I have seen with my own eyes the power of an Enchanted weapon. Those that fought the dragon have wielded that power. That is not something that should be used in a war." Ariana spoke up, unflinching under the heavy gazes of the other side. Savos Aren might be a powerful Master Class mage, but even he won't dare to try and force me within the city. Maybe outside he would have done it, but not here, where he can ruin the reputation of the College. "Besides, aren't you being a bit too greedy? Soldiers, Enchanted gear, more potions, just who do you think you are to demand these things? To demand a Jarl to hand over the lives of his people when we are clearly neutral in this conflict is the height of idiocy." Ariana sneered, and Aela was seconds away from clapping but Vilkas held her hands down.
I blanked for a second when the image of a shadow over a window appeared in my head. Looks like the uninvited guests are finally showing themselves just as Farengar suspected.
I ordered all the Spirit Wolves and Ravens in my house to just hide as best as they could and let them in, then assault them when they have the best chance. That alone will create a ruckus big enough to draw the attention of those standing outside.
"Not to speak of, we are already selling you huge batches of ingredients and potions. That is already more than you deserve, and you should consider yourself lucky that I am not cutting you off after this." Damn, Ariana is going in! Though she didn't reveal my role into the boom of the Alchemy business. Not that I mind, pretty sure she is just afraid of implicating me too much.
"You heard the ladies Tullius, Whiterun has already done more than enough. If you dare request for something once again, then we will cut you off completely. Force my hand, and I'll make you regret trifling with my city." And Jarl Barlgruuf is clearly pissed too. He cares deeply for his people so of course he hates when someone demands that he throws them to their deaths like an idiot.
"So you do not care about the fate of Skyrim?!" General Tullius slammed a fist onto the table and rose, his face red from anger while Hadvar tried to calm him down. "You are willing to just stand by and watch as Skyrim falls into the hands of that moron of Ulfric?!"
"Yep." I answered instantly as I grabbed the glass in front of me a took a quick sip, then recoiled. Damn, that's some strong alcohol! "Go ahead, slaughter each other, I don't really give a fuck about who is the winner and the looser between you two." I waved my hand, ignoring the astonished gazes that I was receiving from both sides. Pretty sure Danica is about to faint after hearing me swear, they don't appreciate that stuff in the Temple of Kynareth.
"The matter is very simple. The only reason I am Enchanting weapons right now is to help protect myself and this city from the dragons. I don't care about the rest, that's your and the Stormcloaks business." I shrugged and stretched myself. This is really tiring. "Then once I help my friend deal with the dragons, I shall simply live here and focus myself on studying magic and becoming a better mage." Then I suddenly remembered about something and couldn't help but sneer at General Tullius. This idiot just dug his own grave.
"Besides, you speak of the 'Fate of Skyrim' when it's your own fucking fault that it's like this in the first place!" I waved my hand at the Thalmor bitch standing beside him, my glare hardening just by looking at her. "Isn't it because your Empire agreed to that idiotic White-Gold Concordat with these retards that Ulfric rebelled? Who are you, and who are they, to demand the people to stop worshipping their God when it's their own free will to do so?!" My head blanked as several images appeared in my head, and I was shocked at first, but then I grinned straight towards the yellow skinned bitch that looked to be seconds away from attacking me.
"Oh right, you know the guy that you sent to break into my house? He's being chewed on by dogs and pecked by ravens…" I paused as the image of Gnoll punching the ever living shit out of that Thalmor appeared in my head. "And now he just got the living daylights punched out of him by a Werewolf." The Thalmor bitch didn't know if she should be furious or shocked, and her hands clenched and unclenched, seemingly ready to call forth a spell.
And Aurash was ready to kick her shit in too, and she was very eager to do it.
"And just to let you know, all the Enchanting knowledge is in my head, I haven't written it anywhere else." I didn't want to implicate Farengar so I didn't mention him and reveal that he is studying runes and knows their meanings now.
Still, this bitch somehow knew about me already. She must have snooped around town or found out in some other way. I don't like this.
Flames erupted around the Thalmor bitch's arms as she gritted her teeth and glared at me, my words obviously made her snap, much to my amusement.
But before her or Aurash could do anything, I pulled out a very pissed off Fenrir and smiled when she leaned forward, her growling maw inches away from the Thalmors mody.
A loud hiss came from her mouth alongside embers and a bright glow, and the temperature inside the throne room spiked up several degrees just from that.
Fenrir scoffed, smoke erupting out of her nostrils as she growled one last time towards the Thalmor, then just turned and sat beside me, making for an immense and imposing figure.
This is another way to show that I do not fuck around.
"Who would have thought that some filthy Thalmors could have gotten past us and entered Skyrim. Two of them at that." A female voice spoke up from the stairs, and I blinked when then Thalmor woman froze and the fear in her eyes increased tenfold.
A rather young looking woman came into view, behind her were twenty or so armoured figures. The armour was also very familiar, and when I recognized it I couldn't help but snort.
It's the Blades. Now this chick is in deep trouble.
The woman looked quite young, in fact, I'd say she is around my age. She had hair that appeared white at first, but were actually a light lilac colour under the light. That's another unique hair colour.
She was wearing casual clothing other than a pair or armoured boots, gauntlets and a simple red scarf wrapped around her neck. Her eyes were heterochromatic, with the one on the right being a dark grey and the one on the left being a dark blue. Horizontally strapped behind her waists was a large sword that looked more like a large and long curved cleaver. Quite a menacing looking weapon.
"I hope Solitude isn't helping this filth come into Skyrim, otherwise that might be troublesome for the Imperials." She barely glanced at General Tullius, who looked like he just swallowed a very sour lemon whole. She must be some high-standing and fearsome member of the Blades if she can give this effect with her presence alone.
"Put this filth with her friend." The woman scoffed, and her gaze swept around the hall until it landed on me and Aurash, and the hard look on her face melted off and became a smile.
"I presume you are the Dragonborn." She mused and approached us, giving us a slight bow as a greeting before shaking our hands. "My name is Dinara, I am the vice-grandmaster of the Blades. It is an honour to finally be able to meet a Dragonborn once more." Aurash seemed to be all smiles with her, and I can only presume that it's because of their shared hate of the Thalmors.
"As it is tradition for the Blades, we will assist the Dragonborn in any way possible, even against the dragons." I'm so glad to hear that. Having the Blades as allies is just what we need, as we can't always face the dragons by ourselves.
I turned to look at the table and smiled at the fact that General Tullius had retreated and was long gone, leaving only Savos Aren and his escorts behind. Dinara's arrival is a blessing. Not only did she take care of the Thalmor, but she also stopped any kind of conflict from escalating further just by coming. This goes to show that the power the Blades wield is still quite high, and they might have quite a lot of knowledge on dragons, something I will need.
"If I may ask, what might your future plans be now?" I snapped my gaze to Dinara, glad that she is speaking to both me and Aurash. This goes to show that she isn't a worshipper, merely a loyal follower, a very welcome one at that. This is actually quite good because Aurash isn't a big fan of these things from what I noticed, she hates the spotlight.
"We plan on venturing towards High Hrothgar as soon as possible so that Aurash can learn more Shouts from the Greybeards and add another weapon in her arsenal." Dinara's eyes brighten up in understanding at my words, clearly remembering how the Greybeards called out to the Dragonborn just yesterday.
And I'll remind myself to have a nice chat with those idiots when we reach them. And that I have to speak to Paarthurnax about the Eldergleam Tree.
"Then I hope you do not mind if I tag along. Our highest priority is that you survive…" She pauses as her serious gaze switches between me and Aurash.a few times, "The both of you." I guess I kind of am a secondary target for protection, as I am not the one that can permanently kill Dragons and gain power from slaying them.
I shared a glance with Aurash, and she just shrugged her shoulders, leaving the choice to me. To be honest, I want to refuse as I do not trust them fully. But at the same time, having someone else with us might be helpful. She does look strong and might know some weak points about dragons that she can teach us.
"I don't mind, but it has to be just as you as I'd rather we travel light and fast." As I said that, I nodded my head to the side and made her turn towards the panting Fenrir, who was standing obediently to the side.
And let's just say that Dinara is a big fan of dogs. The excited glint in her eyes once she saw Fenrir was impossible to hide.
"I do not mind. I was planning on leaving my Knight Brothers and Sisters in Whiterun to help guard it in case of another Dragon attack while we are away." She turned her head towards the large group of armoured soldiers, who stood at attention and saluted me and Aurash both.
"Speaking off…" Dinara blinked and turned towards Jarl Balgruuf, her gaze becoming serious as she bowed slightly, "I apologize for not getting here sooner Jarl Balgruuf. We were tracking the beast through the mountains after it was spotted before it suddenly shot straight towards Whiterun, and it took some time for to come back from the mountains." Jarl Balgruuf simply waved it off and excused her without a problem, knowing perfectly that it's not their fault. Besides, he didn't even request for their help, mostly because nobody knows where they reside.
"Still, let us pay for the rebuilding cost of the watchtower destroyed by the dragon!" At that everyone other than the blades and the College of Winterhold mages snorted and turned towards me as I chuckled nervously and raised a hand.
"Actually, I destroyed it. I threw it at the dragon." I then snapped my gaze towards the Jarl and scratched at the back of my head, "Sorry?" Thankfully he wasn't mad and just laughed it off. What an understanding man.
I jolted when a hand clapped on my shoulder, and I turned towards Dinara, who was looking at me with a very excited gaze.
"You'll fit right in with the Blades!" Why has she come to this conclusion after learning that I threw a damn watchtower at the dragon?!
"I apologize. I got a bit excited." Dinara soon drew back and coughed into her fist, a slight flush on her face, "Anyway, we can meet up to adjourn ourselves later at the guild. I have to deal with the Thalmors and have a chat with General Tullius before he flees. I'll see the both of you later." And with that, Dinara left after after shaking hands with everyone, especially the Companions and the Jarl himself.
Savos Aren and the other two mages followed right behind, but I know that this won't be the last I'll hear of them.
What I'm most curious about is how the Thalmors got past the Blades blockade and still have the guts to just walk around, and how they already knew about me.
Did they perhaps tail Farengar, and then after seein
g that he talked with me, they tailed me? That could be it, but I'd rather be sure.
"Looks like we'll have to leave soon." Aurash hummed, running a hand along her hair as I sighed, before smiling. I actually can't wait to go out and ride on Fenrir, but instead in a horrible world covered in feathers, this time it's one filled with nature.
"We'll need to prepare a few things before we do, but yeah. And honestly, I can't wait! I'm starting to feel stuffed here!"
No matter how dangerous this world is, I'm really starting to love it, and there is still so much more to explore and do!
At least I have good company while I do so.
"I do need to take care of a few… things myself." I mused quietly to myself as me and Aurash started walking down to go back home.
"Need a hand?" I turn towards Aurash with a flushed face, and I can't help but gulp at the look she is giving me.
"I can't say no to that."
Oh dear, I'm in danger aren't I?
A.N.: So i decided to go with the Futa Orc, and i may or may not write smut next chapters, depends on my mood, which has been horrible this week. Though, feel free to give more Daedric Artifacts suggestions if you want! Hope you enjoyed the chapters, if so leave a review please, they help motivate me!