A/N: Yeah, here's page two of the story. I may sound a bit down right now, but at least I have a reason. C'mon people,this is The Elder Scrolls series! One of the best rpgs to come out on the market. You can't tell me there are no reviews. It's my own made up story, and I don't follow the original plotlines of the game because I know them too well and it's time I treated this series like a movie. Like a movie! Pant... pant... ok I'm alright. Just wanted to clear that up. Anyway you're about to meet the third highly main character of the fic; who? You'll see.

Disclaimer: I told you, I DON'T OWN THE DAMN SERIES!!! SHEESH!!!

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Darkness gloomed over Tamriel as Ariel arrived at the Arcane Univerity. Today wasn't exactly as she planned it would be, but being back at her sanctuary was worth it. Though she could have been back a little earlier, the walk with her brother slowed her down, since he loved to stop sometimes and enjoy the nature. He got tired eventually, and decided it was time for him to head home. The same thought ran through Ariel's cluttered mind. As the breezy wind blew softly and crickets chirpped, she too decided it was time to call it a day.

Ariel, opening the door ever so quietly, came inside to see no one in the front room. Usually, Tar-Meena would be speaking with the others about something she found, and vice versa, or maybe a little bickering from time to time about something stupid. But instead, there was an air of silence, and in her current state, Ariel wanted it to stay that way. She sighed, and took to the living quarters, finding everyone on their bedrolls, asleep peacefully. She changed into her nightly wardrobe, and walked silent footsteps over to her bedroll, putting her belongings in the wooden chest in the progress. Yawning, she lied down, ready to rest her working body and mind, ready to get going for a new day.

Several hours later, as Ariel was in a near deep sleep, she felt something nudging on her back. It was quite annoying; she did her best to ignore it anyway, hoping that whoever was doing so realized what he or she was in for-- disturbing her rest like that. Nevertheless, it kept on nudging, intent on waking her up. Ariel got pestured at this and shoved the elbow off her back, mumbling and cussing to herself.

"Ugh... excuse you for being rude," she whispered indignantly.

Ariel closed her eyes again, but they soon opened up as a fist punched her in the back. Having enough of this, she turned around, nearly close to cussing out the one responsible, but refrained when another female Dunmer gigled incoherantly.

"Sorry to disturb your sleep, Ariel," she said, stopping her laughter.

Ariel just stared. "Nice to see a little sense of humor, Oriana."

Pretty smart of her best friend, Oriana. They'd been friends since childhood, and always had each other's back at times. She was attractive, with her hair in a long ponytail. She had the humorosity, like Marion, but determined just like Ariel. Besides sharing those traits, she was surprisingly gifted. Only being a third-rate acrobatics and katana practitioner, she showcased a perfect skill of balance and stability, always emerging with prize. It was her dream to be a famous warrior, but what she made up for in talent and perfection, she lacked in her reputation. She was known for being ditzy, a fool, and a whore. And it was true, the whole... whore thing. Maybe not everything else, but the whore thing-- unmistakenly true. Her last boyfriend, err... sexual experience was just two weeks ago. No one at the university knew but her friend; if they knew then she would be dead gone. Not good at all. Ariel never cared anyway-- Oriana was grown up and could do whatever she wanted, and that was good enough for her.

She nodded. "I have alot of sense of everything, my friend," Oriana informed. "Understand?"

Ariel yawned. "Not really. I understand some of us need to go back to bed, though."

Oriana snickered at her remark, but she meant it. She was exhausted and wanted to go to bed, not stay up and chit-chat about nothing in general.

"What do you want?" Ariel finally asked.

"Nothing really, I just wanted to get on your nerves, is all."

"Well you've accomplished that goal five minutes ago when you puched me in my back, hero. Speak to you in the morning."

"But can't we just talk--"

"Goodnite." Ariel turned around and lied back down.

Stunned at the whole reaction, Oriana looked dazed. I guess she's just tired; she'll snap out of it, she thought. But she knew what time it was; freakin' damn late. So it was no surprise when she found herself lying down on her bedroll, fast asleep before she could get one word out. The whole atmosphere was silent and peaceful, yet again.

The next day, morning arrived sooner than expected. Birds sung happily, and the Sun shone in all of its radiance, while the sky smirked a orangish-blue color. The time was probably around 7:00 when Oriana was the first to be up, followed by the other students. They greeted each other their 'good mornings', dressed into their robes, and headed out for their studies of alchemy and magic. Everyone except Ariel-- the one and only-- who was snoozing and enjoying the comfort of being in her own little world. But there was no time for that; she would be entirely busy for almost the whole day, and sleep was not on her schedule. So wth that thought coming to mind, Oriana pushed her on her shoulders.

"Wake up, woman," she almost whispered. "Time to wake up."

Ariel shrugged. "Mother, not yet," she mumbled.

"Huh?" Oriana was confused. "I don't know what you are talking about; this is your friend, lazybones. And your friend says it's time to wake up, so I suggest you do so."

Flincing, the sleepy Dunmer opened her eyes and turned to see her friend, who looked concerned. She yawned and regained consciousness of reality.

"Mmm... I was asleep, huh?"

"Well of course, you idiot!" Oriana joked. "Speaking of the whole 'mother' thing; how crazy you are!"

"Pardon me, I never imagined I was the crazy one. Shame on me."

"Yes, and then you'll know because you'll never see my crazy self again."

"Talos help us."

"Anyone help us."

The two chuckled, and Ariel decided to get up and start the brand new day. As she went to put on her mage robe, her friend mentioned the "busy" schedule she had been boasting about all yesterday. How she would finally try to contribute to the university, and maybe consider making herself a bit more usefull.

Oriana continued. "Really my friend, It seems you don't understand what you want to do right now. Probably ran into your selfish brother yesterday; he didn't speak of me, did he?"

"Oh no," Ariel remembered. "He was too busy trying to woo over another girl. Such an ass he is."

"Tee-hee, that's what I thought," said her friend, relieved. She walked over to Ariel, who was already fully clothed. Wraping her arm around her shoulders, she smiled. "It is good to have you around."

Ariel smiled back. "Yeah. Let's get some fresh air."

A/N: Ok, you graceful humans, that about raps up page two. I decided to stop right here, because I hate writing out too much. But I'm satisfied, as always. Thanks to anyone taking the time to read my imagination. Be back soon!