Some people have exceeded the title of master. Some people, are skilled enough to do things that no other man, or mer, has ever done before. Those people are destined to become the grand champion. And when somebody is destined to be the grand champion, they are destined to something else. Something annoying, and something that is the second greatest cause of suicides.

Eginor stood face-to-face with Agronak-Gro-Malog. This was the final fight. Agronak swung his Claymore, but Eginor, an agile, young wood elf was to fast for him. Eginor dodged the swing, and kicked off the stunned orc, thus knocking Agronak over, and letting Eginor land on his feet after performing a stylish back-flip. Agronak stood up, rather quickly for an orc, and was ready for combat again. But again, Eginor was faster than he was.

Eginor quickly drew his bow, and notched an arrow as fast as the best of elves could. Eginor knew exactly where the huge orc would be in one second, and his aim was perfect. The arrow sailed through the air, and Agronak's vision seemed to be in slow motion. The arrow ruptured orcish skin at his neck, and entered the grand champion's-former grand champion's- flesh, severing his Jugular vein, and breaking on the top of his vertebral column

"Citizens of Cyrodiil, we have a winner!", boomed the announcer.

Eginor, in his glory, raised the orc's body in a grand fashion, and pulled out a spear, skewering the orc's broken head, and raised his trophy into the air, shouting in a wild glory.

A mix of booing and cheering erupted from the crowd, and everybody was excited. But one boy was more excited than anybody else.

" By Azura, by Azura, by Azura! It's the new grand champion! I shall find him, and love him just like I loved Agronak-Gro-Malog! I wonder how I got in here even though I never have any money to bet on matches" thought the adoring fan.

Eginor walked down the stairs to the bloodworks, and just zipped by Owyn and Ysabel, giving them a quick "Sup, bitches" and took his money, eager to spend it. But perhaps his life would have been a little better if he stayed around longer, for somebody was waiting outside for him...

"By Azura, by Azura, by Azura! It's the GRAND Champion! Standing next to me! I can hardly believe it! Standing here, next to me!"squealed the fan in joy, "Oh great and mighty GRAND champion, would you let me follow you around and go on GRAND adventures with you?

Eginor was annoyed already. " By A-freaking-Zura, I have money to spend! I just won well over 2000 gold from killing The Gray Prince and I want to waste my money by enchanting a sword in a totally useless way just to amuse me."

"I got an idea, how about a sword, that when you strike them, it charms them! Oh yeah and also we could make a bow, that instead of shooting the enemy, leaps out of your hands and shoots you!" The Adoring fan screeched, thinking that he had found somebody else who is a complete idiot, just like him.

He was wrong.

" Alright kid, you can follow me, but you are not allowed in the mage's guild!" said Eginor, not wanting to get expelled by Polus for bringing him in.

" Let's go! It's time to go to the GRAND Arcane University! Let our quest, BEGIN!"

Eginor traveled to Arcane University, hiding in embarrassment from the onlookers, and from his wife, Irene Metrick. During the walk from the arena to the university, the fan was rapping and dancing, and Eginor was about to cast an invisibility spell and go away.

"B-B-B-B-B-Y AZUR TO THE A TO THE L TO K!"

"MY NAME IS FANBOY HERE IT LOUD AND CLEAR, OH LOOK MY FAVORITE GRAND CHAMPION IS HERE!"

"OOOHH YEAH!

"Look kid, I don't know how to say it, but, SHUT UP!"screamed the champion in rage.

When they finally reached the Arcane university, Eginor walked through the gates. Even though he loved archery and acrobatics with a passion, enchanting bows, arrows, and daggers were his specialty. It was him that came up with the idea for the infamous arrows of immolation, the second most famous enchanted arrow in all of Nirn!

(The most famous is The Tickle of Sheogorath, an arrow which makes all in a 120ft radius go on a killing spree. Luckily, it's a daedric artifact, and unobtainable without the help of the Madgod.)

Eginor was busy enchanting his new bow. It made whoever was struck by it instantly fall in love with him, but only for five seconds. However, no matter what kind of magics you use, even if somebody is completely in love with you, you can't stop them from fighting you if you shoot them.

"By Azura, by Azura, by Azura! It's the GRAND CHAMPION! G-R-A-N-D, THE GRAND CHAMPION IS LOVED BY YOU AND ME!", the adoring fan half-sung and half-made a sound that reminds me of a clanfear sharpening their claws.

"How. The. Hell. Did. You. Get. In. Here.", asked Eginor rhetorically and with an extreme anger.

" I climbed the magic fence, just so I could be with you!" exclaimed the fan. "By Azura, by Azura, by Azura! By Azura, by Azura, by Azu..."

The adoring fan continued to repeat that phrase, until he finally passed out.

"WHAT!? HE GOES UNCOUNCIOUS! NOOOOOOOOOOO!" , screamed Eginor like a banshee.

After a few minutes, the adoring fan regained consciousness, and started talking again, "By Azura, by Azura, by-"

"SHUT UP!" screamed Eginor, with that annoying voice that all wood elves have, including the adoring fan.

"Alright you little heresy kiss haired freak, follow me, we are going on a GRAND adventure, and a

GRAND death will be yours!"

"All right! Let's go! I will be honored if you give me whatever you were just talking about!

They two traveled to a beautiful field, full of deer, butterfly's, and everything nice.

(Except for sugar and spice. Freaking powerpuff girls.)

Once they reached there destination, Eginor found a rock, and instructed the adoring fan to stand on top of it. The adoring fan slipped 10 times on the moss, and at first mistook it for a giant troll, running 100 meters back screaming "By Azura, by Azura, by Azura! It's the GRAND troll, about to GRANDLY bite my adoring head off", until he realized it was only a rock.

After an hour, the fan boy got on top of the rock. Eginor took off his helmet, put his shield down , and instructed the adoring fan to watch them. But he did not put down his shield and helmet so that the adoring fan could guard them. He put down his helmet because it obscured his vision, and he needed perfect aim. He put down his shield, because it weighed him down, and he needed perfect balance. And so he drew his spear and started running.

The spear buzzed through the air, slowly decenting down upon the adoring fan. Eginor smiled as he watched the fan's doom from a distance. The spear instantly decapitated the fan upon impact, killing him instantly. Eginor smiled and adored his work. He truly was somebody who was better than the greatest of those ranked master.

But it was not over yet. The spear lost all of it's momentum when it sliced the adoring fan's head clean off his body, and landed right beside the rock, spear tip facing up. The adoring fan's body slowly fell down, just as the body of somebody who has been paralyzed has, and was impaled by the spear. The wide-edged spear completely decimated all of his torso, ripping the spinal cord vertically in half The fan's ribs split open, revealing a bloody heart. The tip of the ebony spear ruptured the tissue, of the heart, spraying blood everywhere. Even though Eginor was standing very far away, he could see the blood spurt up into the air.

The destruction of evil is the best part of a good man's life

Sorry it took forever for the update! Hope you like it! By the way, I'm doing an argonian next.