Chapter 5: My Way Home Is Through You
Later that day, I followed Ominid to his school. I was shocked! That big castle at the edge of the cliff was the Collage of Centerfold that he was talking about. A tall woman wearing the same outfit as that Enthrir jerk from the inn was guarding the bridge to the collage.
She had golden skin and blond hair she wore in two high pigtails like a preppy cheerleader. She also had pointy ears, and I figured she was a real elf and not a cosplayer since magic is real on this world.
"Professor Faralda, it's me!" Onion pulled down his beige hood to reveal his handsome face to the elf woman. "Did I miss anything important from yesterday's lecture?"
"Ah, welcome back, Onmund." Professor Frerarda said. She had a mild British accent. "You didn't miss much, just a very important review on mastery over the chain lightning spell. But not to worry, Urag and J'Zhargo told me everything about your little... adventure. I hope you'll take it as a learning experience."
"Of course, I learned a lot! Like to be more careful around Urag's books and not to trust any of J'Zhargo's experiments..." Onion muttered under his breath.
"I'm glad to hear it." Said prof Frerarda. "And who might this be?" She asked him while looking at me. It made me nervous.
"This is Raven Willow. J'Zhargo and I rescued her from the cave. Did he tell you anything about it?" Onmind replayed.
"Now that you mention it, I do recall him mention how you insisted on bringing a strange girl back to Winterhold." Frerarda said and I scowled at her, mentally giving her the middle finger.
"I was hoping I could bring her with me to the College. She's really far from home and needs our help. She says she's not of this world so I thought maybe Professor Gane or Archmage Aren would know of a spell to send her back." Onion said hopefully.
"This is a curious case, indeed." She repleid. "It is clear that the College can offer your friend the help she needs, but I'm sure you understand our strict regulations when it comes to the College's security. We can't just let anyone in." Frerarda glared at me accusingly and I was shocked.
"What can we do?" Onmund asked.
"Just like you once had, she would have to pass a test to prove her magical aptitude. Once she has proven that she is worthy of entering the college as an apprentice, then she may cross the bridge." Frerarda explained, but it was confusing to me.
"Do you think you can take my test?" She asked me.
"I don't know any magic..." I said.
"Then I'm afraid you'll just have to learn. Otherwise, I cannot grant you access to the college. I suggest taking lessons with the court mages in the other cities, or you could purchase a spell tome and try practicing on your own."
"How much for the spell time?" I asked and took some cash out of my pocket and showed Frerarda. "I only have 40 bucks..."
"I'm afraid I don't recognize this currency." She said.
I started to cry because I didn't know what to do. The Onion pulled me aside and said "it'll be okay. Maybe I can teach you magic so Faralda will let you inside."
"But there's not magic in my world! What if I can't?"
"Well, there's magic in this world, so I'm sure you can tap into it. Anyone can. It might be hard at first, like it was for me. It's tougher for us Nords to channel magicka than elves or Bretons but I was able to do it with enough practice!" He said encouragingly.
"Ok, fine." I said because I didn't have another choice. I hope he Onminod was a good teacher.