Chapter 9: To The End
I woke up at my dorm at the Hall of Attunetemt and it was already daytime. Miracle Irwin said it was ok if I didn't wear the regular apprentice uniform with the blue toga so I went to Brian's store last night and traded them for a set of plain black mage robes with a black hood and sum makeup which apparently exists in Skyrim!
I let my long Raven black hair down so it fell on my shoulders but you could still see it flowing out of the hood and I put my black leather corset over the robes and laced it tight so I looked like a dark witch. I used some purple war paint as eyeshadow and lipstick ,and I put on tons of black war paint around my eyes like eyeliner and my black combat boots.
Then I went to the Hall of Elementals with Onion to find Proof. Auriel Game who could help me go back to earth. But instead we only found an old man with long white hair and beard. He kinda looked like Dumbleedore from the Harry Potter movies, but he was taller and wearing Winterhold robes instead of Hogwarts robes and his beard wasn't that long.
"Ah, this must be the new apprentice Faralda and Mirabelle have told me about. I am Tolfdir, the Alteration Master here." The old man said.
"Yeah. And I'm Raven Willow and I'm a conjurator." I introduced myself melancholically.
"Another conjurer at the College? How wonderful! I'm sure our Conjuration Master, Phinis Gestor, will look forward to working with you." Tolkien repleid.
"Actually, Master Tolfdir, we're looking for Professor Gane. I was hoping he could help us with something." Onion chimed in.
"Why, haven't you heard? I'm afraid Arniel has gone missing. Nobody has seen him over the past three days." Tolkien responsed surprisingly.
"He what?" Onmind explained.
"The other senior wizards have been searching for him, but we couldn't find a trace. When we checked his room to see what happened, it looked as if he just suddenly disappeared without a trace!" Tolldor said.
"You're telling us he just vanished out of thin air?" Onion said.
"The Archmage suspects that he might have opened a passage to Oblivion or some other higher realm." Tolkien nodded solemly. "I'm not one for rumors, but there has been talk about Arniel conducting research of a clandestine nature these past few months. There's a chance he might have succeeded in whatever it was he wanted to achieve."
"OMFG!" I creid. "Now I'll never get to go home!" I started sobbing even thou I was kinda happy at the same time because it means I get to stay in Skyrim with Onminid. But still, I thought of my friends and my favorite bands and technology and all the stuff I was gonna miss.
"That's... unfortunate." Onion said sadly. Then he patted his hand on my shoulder awkwardly and platonically. "Don't cry, Raven. I'm sure there's still hope..."
Then he looked at Tolkien and said "Master Tolfdir, do you think the Archmage can help us?"
"Well, it depends. As you can imagine, the Archmage is a very busy mer. What's so important that you'd require his attention? Is there anything I can do in the meantime?" Tolldor replayed.
"How do I explain this..." Onmind began.
Then together, we told Tolkien about how I'm from a different universe where there's no magic and only one moon and modern technology. We told him about how I ended up in a necromancy cave after I died in a car accident on my way to the MCR concert. Then I had to explain what a car was. He didn't seem to think we were crazy tho. He just nodded and listened while striking his long beard.
"I see. While inter-dimensional travel isn't unheard of in Tamriel, your case seems to be a unique phenomenon. I'll speak to the Archmage about this later when his busy schedule allows. Perhaps Phinis could help as well with his knowledge of the higher planes, so I'll make sure have a word with him." The old wizard said.
"Thank you so much, Master Tolfdir! This means a lot to Raven and me!" Onion said exitedly while he did a forearm handshake with Master Tolkien. I blushed when he said my name.
"In the meantime, may I suggest a visit to the Arcaneum to aid in your quest? I think Urag might have some tomes stashed away that could enlighten you on this subject." Tolldor suggested.
Onion gulped audible at the mention of the librarian's name like he was scared. Then he thanked Tolldor again before he grabbed my black fishnet covered wrist and pulled me along to led me to the Arcananaum for our research. I blushed.