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Council Chamber, Citadel

Of course, like all elevators on the citadel, the one that leaded to the council chamber was slow and so, the archmage used another soul gem to boost its system and so speeded it. And again, her two body guards didn't show any of their emotion when they saw it. However, the argonian diplomat Wide-eyes, was a little shocked by seeing it. But she quickly recovered. No words were exchanged during the trip. When it arrived at destination, Rola didn't waste any time and started walking, being followed by her silent escort and by the diplomat. When they were near the chambers, they could hear voices arguing, or like the politicians preferred, "discussing".

Arriving at the podium, the grandmaster could see that the batarian diplomat was arguing with the council. They were of course on their podium in this room that was build and decorated to impress and give more presence to the council with all of the beautiful plants and decorations. However, at this instant the old archmage wasn't in the mood or the spirit. She stomped, more like clutched with her staff towards the podium where the batarian was. The three councilors took notice of her arriving but the batarian diplomat did not until he saw that they weren't listening to him anymore and seeing their attention were focused behind him, decided to look and was greeted by a sight that he didn't want to see: The grandmaster of the empire.

It must be explained: Firstly the empire and the hegemony didn't have skirmishes surprisingly. Even if the empire clearly didn't appreciate the slavery that the hegemony practiced, the empire didn't want to made a war over that for several reasons: one it would be a waste of resource,manpower and lives. Two the hegemony had practice slavery for centuries and it didn't bring major problems.

And now why the reason the batarian did not wanted to see her. As stated before, a second oblivion crisis happened. However it didn't happened on Nirn. It happened on an "alien" planet, more precisely Ilium, an asari planet. Of course, The Empire felt obliged to take care of the situation and helped their asari allies. Of course that crisis was everywhere on the media. And it was particularly focused on the "feats" of the grandmaster. She was presented like a hero during the crisis. And of course by "feats" we meant her strength, which was described by some as "godly", "monstrous" or "demonic". And so that's why the batarian didn't want to have anything with the old archmage.

Of course, it was the turian councilor that talked first:

"Grandmaster, what is the meaning of this interruption?" He asked clearly annoyed and didn't hide the fact that he didn't like her being here. At that she snorted.

"Oh I think you know clearly why I'm here Partus." She said while looking at him dead in the eyes. The tension between the two was palpable. And so during this staring contest, the batarian diplomat decided to take his leave and to wait outside the chambers while of course excused himself. The two other councilors were standing there watching until the salarian councilor decided to speak.

"Dear grandmaster it is of course a pleasure to have your visit. But councilor Partus have a point, could we please hear the reason of your presence here?" He politely asked her. He knew exactly why she was there but decided to not show it. He knew she would come, due to the fact that he knew that some photos were given to the imperial specter. It was the same for councilor Tevos, only because she was in the know by Rola herself. Breaking eye contact with Partus, Rola answered the question.

"I have come here to you to discuss of the recent event that the turian hierarchy is currently participating." She said while using a projector to show the image of the redguard lookalike. The reaction to this were different, Tevos was still a little shocked, even if she had already seen this image once. The salarian councilor was impassive, showing nothing and councilor Partus was wide eyes and mouth clutched in frustration. Rola made sign to Wide-Eyes who walked in front. She coughed a little to bring the attention of the councilor to herself before she started to speak:

"Dear councilor, as you can see this "person" look a lot like a redguard." She said in her raspy voice. Pratus was going to say something but the argonian diplomat beat him to it.

"But we, the empire of Nirn can say with certitude that this person is not a citizen of the empire. The face recognition showed no results. And to further prove that, the armor design does not match any of the models that are currently using the empire or any that "officially" does not exist." She said before changing to the image of foreign looking ships.

"What I said before also applies to this ships. They do not match any official s and unofficial ships of any citadel races." She said. At this moment the salarian councilor decided to express his "honest reaction":

"What is this? If I understand correctly, that means that you are experiencing a first contact and that you didn't told us this" Of course, the turian councilor knew exactly that the stg was responsible for these "leaks" of information but he didn't have any proof to prove it publicly and so, with some reluctance, said nothing. Tevos agreed with her salarian colleague. The old Breton woman decided to spoke:

"And so that's why I'm asking to the hierarchy to withdraw all of its troops so that I and my ship will try a diplomatic approach with this newcomer." She said. The turian councilor was going to say something when a voice was heard by everyone present.

"It might be too late for that." Said someone as they stepped out of the shadows. They were a woman, quite tall, with black hair and yellow predatory eyes. Recognition was on the face of everyone present.

"Agent Serana, what are you doing here?" Asked Tevos clearly surprised. Her colleague didn't share her emotion. Partus was displeased and her salarian was curious. The vampire Lord just stare at them and Rola with her arms crossed casually.

"Well as I said before it might be too late for that. You need to hear this." She told the audience while she was using her omni-tool, taking control of the projector, sending an audio file. When she was sure that everyone was concentrated on the file she played it.

"Commander we have found something that you want to know." Said an unknown turian lieutenant. And then another voice spoke.

"What is it lieutenant?" Ask a clearly annoyed voice.

"We have found a clearly colonized planet sir." Said the lieutenant. Hearing this, everyone present, except the vampire, had their eyes widened. But before any of them could say anything the audio file continue.

"Is it their home world by any chance?" Asked the commander.

"No sir."

"Engage them and took their planet, it will let them learn to not violate council law." Said finally the turian commander. Hearing this, the old archmage looked at the turian councilor. Everybody inside the room could feel the wrath coming from Rola. And then she shouted:

"MEY!" The whole tower started to shook. Wide-eyes lost her balance and fall on the ground. Serana too had fallen. Her bodyguards had grasped one of the tree to be still on their feet. The council was no better: Tevos just fall completely on the ground, the salarian councilor had fallen on his butt and Partus was violently shaken even if he grasped with all of his strength the rail.

""ARE YOU COMPLETELY INSANE OR STUPID? HAVE YOU ANY IDEA OF WHAT YOU HAVE POTENTIALLY DONE?" She shouted with at the top of her lungs. Everyone was speechless by that while most of them were getting up. Before the brain of any one could process what just happened, Councilor Partus shouted back at Rola, making her shut up in surprise:

"I haven't given such an order or the Primarch!" He shouted too at the top of his lungs at the archmage while slamming his hands on the metal rail.

"What?!" Said Rola and the rest of the people present.

"Neither I or the Primarch have given such an order. This commander hadn't consulted any of his superior for such a discovery and this can be sanctioned by death." He said.

"I… I'm sorry councilor, I got carried away." Said the grandmaster before continuing.

"I was not going to put all the blame on you. Both parties are at fault here: This newcomer for opening a mass relay without taking account of any possibility and the hierarchy for opening fire without trying the diplomatic approach." She explained. Before Partus could say something, he was cut off by Tevos.

"In light of this current news, I'm of the opinion to stop this and try to diffuse the situation at hand." She said to all. All approved.

"We should leave at once. I will need to have you or the primarch abroad my ship or in a ship that will accompany mine. Because I learned that Turian can are really thickheaded. No offense councilor. "She said to Partus.

"None taken and I know that." He said. He thought for a little before he started to us his omni-tool. When he finished he looked up from his omni-tool before saying.

"I just contacted the Primarch. He will be ready with his ship; he will arrive as soon as possible at the Relay number 314. You should depart as soon as possible, waiting for him." Hearing this, The Archmage thanked all of the one present before she started to walk away from the podium, being followed of course by her two silent bodyguards and the argonian diplomat. She walked through the "the room", more like a little park, where the batarian was waiting. It was in complete chaos, trees had most of their leaves on the grounds, and some plants where no more in the ground, with their roots up the air. The batarian looked up from where he was currently sitting and started at Rola with horror and intense fear and started shaking a lot. The grandmaster didn't even glance at his direction, she was so much focused on the task at hand that she didn't pay any attention to him.

Before they entered the lift, Wide-eyes excused herself and took her leave, she had something to do. Rola said goodbye and entered the lift. While the lift was gently descending, she didn't use a soul gem to accelerate it. She was so deep in her thought that she only reacted to the real world when she was woken up from her stupor by a flash. When she looked up from the floor, she was met by a multitude of flashes and voices shouting question at her.

Damn it, Reporters. Was what she thought when she walked out of the lift. When she tried to get away, she was met by a wall of journalist, blocking the path to the sky car that was waiting for her. Her body guards didn't have to be told anything that they started to make a path through the mass of journalist and curious people or even some of her worshippers.

Maybe it must be explained why did she had her own cult. Firstly, it must be said when she save Nirn from multiple threats, a few people started to gently worship her. Then was the fact that she was the one to uplift the empire to space and was the one to make contact with an alien species; more people started to join the ranks and then was the Second oblivion Crisis that happened on Illium. And then… a lot, a lot of people joined the ranks. Even some aliens, particularly asari started worshipping her.

While she was currently going through the crowd of people, she was assaulted by question by the journalists:

"Grandmaster, what is the reason of you presence on the citadel?"

"What is your thought about the current situation of the quarians?"

"What happened at the council chambers? What was that earthquake? Was it you?" These were a part of the numerous questions that were thrown at her. Of course she just ignored them and continued walking with her escort making a path for her through the crowd. However, these questions were nothing against what the "worshipper" did. When she was near them, all of them were kneeling, praying at her. More than half of the crowd was kneeling, murmuring prayers. And that the journalists were all filming.

Finally, she arrived at the sky car and took it and leaded her and the two blades towards the spaceport. None of them spoke during the trip, all were thinking about what they learned just before. That was going to get really complicated. When they arrive at the space port, they were greeted by a crowd worse that the precedent one. People were everywhere and where mixed together: Journalist and fanatics alike. Fortunately the blades that were still on the ship went out and restrained the mass of people, making a path for the archmage. Of course when she was out of the car, she was assaulted by the flashes of the numerous cameras and journalist presents. Of course, as before the "cultists" when they saw her, they all knelt, praying. The first time that it happened to her, she was very surprised and didn't know how to react, but after the nth time, she didn't care and ignored it. When the blades were sure that the grandmaster was secure inside the ship they all went back.

Arriving inside, Rola didn't have to say anything that the ship was lifting up and left the spaceport. When they were out of the citadel, the pilot received a communication and told it to the captain. Hearing this, she went to find Rola. When she found her, she was sitting on one of the table of the mess hall, gripping her head with a steaming cup of tea in front of her. She coughed a little to catch her attention. Hearing the coughs, Rola looked up from her cup.

"What is it captain?" She asked.

"Grandmaster, we receive a transmission from the turian Primarch, he will be waiting for us at the Relay number 314." Said the captain. The old archmage nodded at that and asked her.

"So when will we arrive at the meeting point?"

"From our pilots, in approximatively a day and a half." Of course, when she heard this, Rola couldn't help herself sighing in frustration. She knew she could do anything about it. Even if she wanted to "boost" the motor with soul gems, it would require an enormous amount of soul gems and it would likely kill strain to much the motor, making it break. And then when the captain was going to walk back to the main bridge, Rola had again a violent coughing fit. The Altmer captain stopped in her tracks and turned around. Seeing that it was quite violent and that it would not stop she was going to call for a healer when she was stopped from doing so by a hand sign from the grandmaster. The old archmage, while coughing, search in her bags and took out one of the many vials that were inside it. It was the same as the one she took before: red with a maroon cork. She opened it and drank all of its countenance. It had the same effect as before, the coughing gradually stopped until it was completely over.

"I will still call a healer, grandmaster." Said the high elf woman, not letting the time to Rola to protest. By chance, the head healer was not far and arrives within the minute. An old Nord man approached the grandmaster. He had a hand painted blue on his face. His hair was grey from the age but he still had a muscular body, typical from a Nord. Of course, as a healer he asked Rola to follow him towards the healing bay. Of course she refused, saying that she had it under control but the Nordic healer wouldn't hear any of this, grandmaster or not, he was going to accomplish his duty of taking care of the wounded and the sick, no matter what. Seeing that he wasn't going to change his mind, Rola gave up and told him to walk; she was going to follow him.

After taking the lift and some steps, they arrived at the healing bay. It was one of the most important upgrade that the empire invested. Even if they had healing magic that could hral almost anything, it still had its limits. Only the master healer could take care of the most deadly wound or illness. And so, as there were a very few master healer, and so to counter that, the empire, with the help of their allies on the citadel, invest and search a lot for healing technologies (called medical technologies by the others). So that non master healer could take care of the ill and the wounded that would normally would be impossible for them to treat. Another thing, even if they had medicinal potion that cure all illness, they were very, very expensive and very rare, and so another reason why the healing technologies were very important. They could help to find an illness and a cure for it.

When the two of them were inside, the healer (Or doctor for the citadel species), asked Rola to sit down and started asking her questions. Of course, he asked her if she tried a curative potion before and she answered by the affirmative and that it didn't worked and after that the questioning was finished, he told her to lie down on the scanner and to not move while it was scanning her body. After a few minutes, she got out of the scanner and the healer was looking at the results with his datapad. While he was progressively reading threw it, his eyes became wider and wider until he finished reading it. He looked up from his datapad and look at her.

"I'm sorry to announce it, but all of your organs are slowly failing. I have never seen this. I don't know if we could do something. Its stage is advance. How long have you known?" He asked her. At this she closed her eyes and sighed in tiredness. She took a deep breath before saying:

"Sixty years." She just said. Hearing her answers, the master healer was at a loss for words. He tried to say something but every time he closed his mouth before he could say anything. When he finally recovered from his shock, he looked at her in the eyes.

"At this rate, I will give you around thirty years, forty maximum. Why didn't you say anything?! We could have tried something!" He shouted and then started to rant about why she should have said something. But then she snapped and shouted at him. It was not the mighty shout of the thu'um, but the shout of someone who was tired and bitter.

"And what about me? What about my opinion in all of this?! I have done more than anyone, always bringing the others before me! And what I got is that people is looking at me like I'm the savior, the one who will solve all of their problems! And for just one time in my life I want to be selfish! I'm tired of living! I have done more than anyone in this galaxy! I'm tired and just want everything to stop!" She shrieked in grief and angriness while tears where flowing down her face. All that the healer said was nothing, absolutely nothing to this. For a time, no one moved, no one made a sound; only the soft humming of the ship could be heard. Finally after some times, Rola got up and walked out of the room, the master healer didn't even stop her.

She just walked inside the elevator and smashed the button to go towards her private room. When she inside, she locked her door and started crying. All the stress and frustration she contained for years went out. She cried and cried until she fell asleep.

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When she woke up, she felt reinvigorated. She got up and felt her old body started to move with difficulties and took her staff, helping her to walk towards her bathroom. When she was inside, she could see the mess she was in. Her hair was completely ruined, she had some trace of snot left and her eyes were still a little puffy. She really needed a shower and that what she did. After a blissful 30 minutes shower, she was fresh and washed. She wore the same robe that one of the deadliest foes she had faced wore. It was the miraak robes, without the mask. It was secured on her belt. She looke at the time and saw that there were a few hours left before they arrive and so decided to continue her memory.

When finally she was called by the captain she got out of her room and took the lift. When it arrived at the main bridge and she was in the corridors that leaded to it, she heard some madding and crazy laughs. She knew that laughs and a sentiment of dread started to make itself present. When she finally entered, the captain was arguing, quite loudly, with someone on the communication. When she looked at her, the laugh became somewhat louder, and nobody aside from her heard them. Suddenly they stopped when the Altmer turned around with a look that didn't announced anything good. Then she told the grandmaster what was wrong. And her reaction to this was:

"What do you mean the relay doesn't work?"

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On the citadel, officeof councilor Tevos

On the citadel, it was technically the night. At this late hour was one figure that was waiting for something or someone. This person was the Asari Councilor, Tevos. She was sitting at her office, looking at files via a data pad. She was cut off her thought when the sound of the door opening was heard. She looked from the object and looked at the person who just entered.

"Specter Serana, I'm happy to see you answered my call." She said with relief. The vampire didn't have to be told anything that she sat one of the two chairs that were facing the councilor. She crossed her arms.

"Of course. It's my duty as a specter to answer a call coming from one of the councilor." She said. Tevos took the data pad again in her hands before giving it to the vampire lord. Receiving it, she started scrolling down and reading while the asari councilor was explaining the situation.

"As you can see, there an important matter that required to be taken care of quickly. I wish I could send one of my own by the fact it concerns the Asari republics but this will require experience. And you are the only one with experience in such a manner and also you are one of the best we have." stated Tevos. Serana just hummed in agreement while she was focused on the document. When she finished reading it, she looked up from the data pad.

"Indeed, it required someone like me to do this. I accept. Does it have some specific instruction?" She asked. At that, the councilor sighed before saying:

"I hate to do this, but it is the only way. No survivor and no witness. I already prepared the means of transportation and the alibi." She said while giving all of the necessary "papers" to Serana's Omni-tool. Seeing that she had everything, the vampire got up and walked out of the room. But before she left, Tevos wished her good luck.

When Serana was out of the office, she walked towards the nearest taxi and took towards the space port, where the ship that would lead to her mission was waiting for her. When she arrived at the airlock, one of the crewmembers of the ship, an asari, approach her, demanding her permission. Serana gave her the forged paper she was given by the councilor and they did their job. The asari let Serana on the ship.

Inside, she found herself a dark corner where she would be bothered. She brought her omni-tool to life before reading again the mission debriefs.

It could be resumed as this:

The mission was going to take place on a minor asari colony called Hylia where some suspicious activities were going on. And by suspicious it meant possible deadra activity. When she finished going through the debrief again she heard some madding laughs coming from nowhere. She didn't like this one bit.

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And done. Yeah, I know Hylia is totally ripped from the Legend of Zelda series. It sounded like an asari planet to me so I choose it. You can favorite or follows this story if you like it. Do not hesitate to leave a review to state your opinion thank you.

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