Marius was currently leaving the battlefield to get away before they start searching for the wounded and killing all surviving enemies. His enhanced senses caught the sound of feet running towards him, he slightly catching the glance of the elven woman he had aided. She was sprinting towards him and was closing the distance between them with ease. 'This is the thanks I get?! Damn elves.' Coming to the quick conclusion that it would be better off that he does not stick around longer to be interrogated, he picked up the pace and started to run.

He heard her yell some from behind, "Letta!"

'Strange word' He wondered what the word meant. His thoughts came to an abrupt end when his body came to a stop when he suddenly felt like he was thrown into a wall. He tried to move any part of his body, but it remained frozen. In a flash of light, the spell shattered and he resumed running.

He could tell that she was still chasing after him, so he decided it would be time to leave her in the dust.

"Wuld…Nah Kest!"

He shot forward, leaving the elf behind him as he continued to sprint away before casting an invisibility spell to make sure that he could not be followed. Several minutes of sprinting he came across a dense forest. He entered and went deeper into the forest.

Reaching a clearing in the forest, coming to a stop he entered the clearing. Making sure that he wasn't followed he whispered a shout.

"Laas Yah Nir"

A variety of colors filled his vision with the aura of different shapes and sizes. There was a variety of wildlife in the area, deer, foxes, wolves, and birds. But there were no signs of him being followed. He waited a few minutes before repeating the process to do a double take.

He grabbed one of the amulets hanging around his neck and began to chant a pray to the divines praying that what he had planned worked. Fueling his energies into the spell. He didn't have to wait long before a blinding light flashed before him. Raising his hand to shield his eyes while he waited for it to fade away.

When the light had disappeared he was face to face with an old friend. The ruby dragon looked around confused to where he was, his eyes settled on the figure before him.

"Odahviing. It is good to see you again my friend." He said with a smile on his face.

"Dovahkiin, but these are not the skies of vus." Odahviing spoke.

"Indeed, my friend. These are new skies for us both, which brings many new things along with it, and by the looks of it we are in the middle of another war." He paused before continuing, "They appear to be using dragons for combat."

"Then we shall show them that the dov are not steeds!" Odahviing growled.

"While we have seen this before in Tamriel. We are new to this world and do not know anything, we shall wait, listen, and learn."

"Geh thuri. Fent mu kuz wah faal lok"

"Indeed, to the skies." He grinned.

Odahviing lowered his head to allow Marius to climb onto his neck. Once he was seated properly, Odahviing opened his wings and pushed off from the ground, the massive amounts of air being displaced from his wings caused the trees to shift and bend. When they were off the ground Odahviing roared in the exhilaration of being airborne and the thought of a new world with new challenges. Once they were clear of the forest canopy, Odahviing increased his speed and started gaining altitude.

Marius looked over, overjoyed with the breathtaking view he received when he was in the sky. His inner dov craved to be in the sky. Here he was among the others of his kind. He knew when he was up in the skies he was free from the world, free of the people's problems.

From here he could clearly see the scale of the battle that had been waged. The smoke rising into the sky, large numbers of bodies covered the ground, the crows and ravens feasting upon the dead and wounded. The air was sullied with death. Clearing his mind and closing his eyes he laid back and he allowed an easy rest take hold of him.

When he awoke he found himself laying on a rocky surface. Looking around he saw very little light and conjured a candlelight, taking in the surroundings he found that he was inside a cave.

He started moving around inspecting the cave. It was large enough that Odahviing could fit within the cave and move around easily, with enough space for himself to set something up. Moving towards the exit of the cave, he saw that he was on a mountain range overlooking wide plains, as well as forests scattered about, and a lake to the North-East.

A roar caused him to turn his attention to the right as he saw Odahviing approaching the mountain. Gripped within his talons was a large deer. He moved to the side of the cave and allowed Odahviing to land properly before bringing his kill into the cave. The sound of tearing flesh and bones being snapped as the dragon began to eat his meal.

"You weren't seen were you?" Marius asked. However, the only response he received was growling noises coming from the hungry dragon.

Deciding to leave the dragon to enjoy his meal he left the cave. Running towards the edge, he jumped off and plummeted towards the ground. As he descended he prepared to shout.

"Feim"

His form shimmered and became translucent. When he landed on the ground he received no injury and began to move forward to gather some supplies from the surrounding area. Gathering some wood for a fire as well as killing a few small rabbits along with a fox. He started to climb up the mountain and returned to the cave, where he found Odahviing resting.

Putting the pieces of wood together in a pile he used a simple flame spell to start the fire. Putting pieces of meat on top so they would cook. In the meantime, he used some magic to create a smooth surface on the edge of the cave where he would rest.

After he had eaten the cooked meat. He moved over to the smooth rock bed he had created and laid down and went to rest.

When he awoke he came up with a plan to make a small stone structure within the cave using magic. He spent three days carefully creating a small room within one of the walls of the cave. Everything was mostly made out of stone, save for the pelts he had turned into a blanket along with a pillow. Most of the days Odahviing would be out hunting and observing the land, being careful not be spotted by anyone.

When he had finished furnishing the room, he left the cave to go and find civilization. He had told Odahviing that he would be going to learn about the history of the land and that he would call Odahviing if he was in need of help.

The nearest sign of civilization was a city located on the shore of the lake he had spotted from the cave. He began to make his way towards the city he cast an illusion spell to conceal his armor and weapons and reached the city. When he arrived on the outskirts of a city he was stopped by the guards asking what his business was. He told them that he simply visiting a friend.

He entered the city and began to look around. After speaking to a few of the civilians he learned the name of the city was Belatona. This city was supposedly famed for its renowned craftsmen. He did browse some of these works, they were indeed nice, but they were unlike the many masterpieces he had seen in Nirn.

He asked the residents of the city for information on the land and where he could find anything that could help him understand. They were somewhat helpful, but they directed him to one place where he could find more information. When he arrived at the building he was greeted by an elderly man who asked what he wanted. He told the man that he was simply looking for the history and information about the land. The old man directed him to where they kept all the books and scrolls that held the history of the lands.

He sat down and began reading multiple books and scrolls at once, using magic to help speed up the process of absorbing the information. He learned about the different races that inhabited the land, human, elves, urgals, dwarves, dragons, and many others. He left late that night thanking the old man and asked if he could return to learn more, the man had no quarrel with.

When he returned to the cave he spoke to Odahviing. He had forgotten yesterday to explain to him why they were near a battlefield. He disregarded most of the battle as he was more focused on the dragons and their apparent riders. When Odahviing heard about it he was livid, Marius actually had to put himself in the dragons way to prevent him from going to find them and kill them. As they talked about the dragons he brought up the fact that the dragons here apparently had four legs. They were both equally confused and amused at the aspect of dragons having four limbs.

He returned for the next two days to learn more and understand the reasons for the current war. He eventually came across a book that spoke of the dragons and their riders and how the maintained order within the land. Until they were all killed by another rider, the current king Galbatorix. Apparently, the rebels or the Varden were seeking to overthrow the king who has been a curse on these for a century. This man apparently forced his subjects to join his army through magical means making them swear fealty to him.

Leaving the city that night he returned to the cave and shared all the information that he learned with Odahviing. Together they had come to the conclusion that this man was mad and needed to be removed from these lands.

Odahviing suggested that they charge in head first and vanquish the mad king without any hesitation. But Marius reminded him what happened the first time they had met. He had called forth a challenge to him and he had not hesitated to come and do battle, which had resulted in him being captured. Marius suggested that he would go and aid the Varden and that Odahviing would remain hidden until he would be called. Marius did say that he would be across the land he would simply use magic to come back to their cave.

Using some magic, he returned to Belatona and moved towards one of the inns. Upon entering the inn he saw that it wasn't too crowded, and went and sat down a vacant seat. One of the barmaids came over to him asking him if he wanted anything to drink or eat.

Turing the barmaid, "Would you happen to know or have any idea where I might be able to find the Varden?" He asked, reaching into a bag and pulling out a gem, an amethyst.

Taking the gem and bending down, she lowered her voice and she answered, "From what I've heard, they are gathering in Surda, near the Jiet River."

"In that case which direction is the Jiet River, I am unfamiliar with these parts."

"It is south from here. About a two weeks journey by foot."

Thanking her, he finished his drink and he stood up and left the inn. He left through the city gates and began making his way south. He chose not to run at his full speed because it would look suspicious if a man was seen running faster than a horse.

The sun began to set and the last rays of light danced over the land, refusing to allow the darkness to wrap its hands around the land. The past day had consisted of running and stop to have small rests against trees or simply sitting on the ground. The day spent running had been full of new experiences for him in this strange new world.

While he had been running he had received many curious glances from other travelers and pilgrims. At one point during his run his spell had worn off, his armor and weapons had become visible. He had been passing a group of travelers when the spell had the impeccable timing wearing off. His armor had appeared suddenly and the group he was passing all donned looks of terror on their faces and scattered in all directions. Shouting about demons and evil spirits.

When he stopped running to take a small break, he clearly sees a small town in the distance. Deciding that it would be a good idea to go and get small provisions. Marius changed directions and began to make his way towards the city.

Recasting the illusion spell to conceal his armor and weapons, and he appeared to be wearing one of his house outfits, which consisted of a dark green silk shirt with a black vest along with dark grey pants. Though his sword stayed visible on his hip. Satisfied, he left and jogged all the way to the gates of a city. As he was approaching the gate a guard stopped him.

"Halt, none are permitted to enter the City of Eastcroft. I cannot permit you to enter the city. Unless you want to pay the visitors tax." When the guard had finished taking, causing a memory to resurface. His first time traveling to Riften. One of the gatekeepers had said something similar. He also remembered the guard got nothing out of it because he had called him out.

"Another guard with a sham. Honestly do you people have anything better to do than pick on travelers? Are you going to let me in or am I going to have to make you let me in?"

The man's composure seemed to change when he threatened him and exposed him for trying to get money.

"Okay, okay." He moved back and allowed Marius pass, mumbling something like "Welcome to Eastcroft."

As he entered the small town and he saw an inn not far down the street and moved in that direction. Before entering the inn, he checked himself to make sure his armor was hidden and composed himself and entered.

He quickly noted that this was, in fact, a very busy tavern. This city was most likely a city was used as a resting place between other larger cities. Moving to a vacant seat he sat down and observed the people in the tavern. After a few minutes of waiting one of the barmaids approached him. "What can I get for you? We have got plenty of drinks and food."

Smiling at her, he nodded and answered, "You wouldn't by chance have any ale?"

"Yes we do, would you like anything to eat with that?"

"Yes, I would, simply some bread and cheese would suffice. It would be well appreciated."

The woman nodded and gave a quick smile before turning to another table to get their order. Turning his attention to the others inside the inn.

There were soldiers who were being loud and boisterous, slamming their armored fists on the tables and while acting like pigs grabbing any of the barmaids that passed by. There were bards singing, the instruments they played were out of tune and their voices were not nice to listen too, it was like they were gargling stones. The farmers were causing arguments with one another. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught two figures sitting in a corner. One of which was a young man and the other was a woman.

They were looking nervous, and were constantly looking back at the soldiers and then back one another, but their lips never moved, it was as if they were having a conversation without speaking. He noted that the boy was rather young. He had brown eyes and brown hair. He was lean and had a muscular build. The boy's face was somewhat angular and his skin was rather pale, his jawline was sharp and his cheekbones were prominent. The woman he was sitting with wearing black leather armor with a cloak covering most of her body, her hood removed. She had piercing green eyes and long raven-black hair. She had a lithe frame and had a fair complexion. What most of the people inside didn't realize was that she had a sword on her hip. The woman almost looked exactly like her.

The barmaid approached his table and set down a plate with a loaf of bread and some cheese as well as a tankard of ale. Giving a quick "Thank you" he paid for his meal, giving a little extra to the barmaid. Finishing half of his meal and tankard, he took the remaining bread and casually sent it to his pocket dimension. He got up and approached the duo, as he got closer he felt a slight magical presence emanating from them. As he approached he noticed that they both had tensed when they had noticed him moving towards them. He stopped in front of their table, both pairs of eyes glanced up at him. The boy spoke first.

"What would like?" he sounded quite irritated. Deciding to ignore the tone he had spoken with he answered.

"Forgive my intrusion, but may I ask the ladies name?"

They seemed taken back by his forwardness as well as his politeness. The woman then spoke.

"Why do wish to know my name?"

Her voice was smooth and even, almost musical. Adding that with her pointed features, Marius could only assume that this was an elf and was the one that had tried to prevent him from leaving.

"You have a striking resemblance to someone I met awhile back."

The boy smirked at what he just said.

"I'm sure she does."

He gave a sigh, 'There's some sort of magical connection to these two, and she most definitely is the elven woman who attacked me'. Ending his train of thought he excused himself, "Sorry for disturbing you, enjoy the rest of your evening." He turned and went back to the bar asked for some more bread and cheese. Once he received them he turned and he left the inn.

Once he was outside he took a breath of the fresher air and cast a muffle and an invisibility spell. He disappeared and made his way back towards the gate. Climbing over the wall he resumed his running down the down the road due south.

After four hours of running, he came across some large trees and decided to climb one get his bearings. Deciding that he would continue to run in the morning, he sat down a strong branch. He listened to what was around him, there was a pack of wolves somewhere deeper in the forest, along with them he could hear a group of deer moving through the forest. He looked up into the night sky, looking at the lonely moon and bright stars in the sky. Eventually, he allowed himself to relax and went to rest awaiting the dawn.

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