Author's Note: So, it was really a tie between Camilla, Almveig Eldsdotter and Aodhamair o' Flannagain, so I went with Camilla. Now, I decided to make her more interesting then she was in the canon game where she was capable of marrying and opening a shop, but didn't do anything else. So, now I gave her a backstory and a purpose for traveling and I think you will like it. Its certainly unique, I think.
Now someone asked which quest lines I was going to do with Harry and I figured the big 3 would be enough so there will be the main quest to fight Alduin, along with Dawnguard and Dragonborn. There is one I wanted to add was Dragon Break 1 and 2 by - Bad Wolf and The infinity engine by darren83 but I'm not sure I can work it in.
Oh, by the way, Camilla is not going to be in Harry's lover harem. That's a very short list and she doesn't fit in either canon or in my story, though her new roll will play a part in the Harem. No, I have other plans for Camilla.
Now, onto the story!
The shop keeper, still dressed in his red shirt, stood flabbergasted at the sight of the golden claw sitting on his counter. "Wow, that's just, wow," he said in awe as he looked the claw over. "Strange it looks smaller than I remember," he said in almost a suspicious look as he gazed at Harry as if he somehow shrank the claw. "Still this is a wonderful thing you've done for me and my sister! Here I had some coin come in, its yours." He dropped a heavy sack onto the counter that jingled heavily as it hit the wood.
Harry was about to say that pay wasn't necessary when Tamaria stepped in. "Thank you," she said as she scooped up the bag of coins and slipped them into Harry's pack. "Do you mind if we do some shopping," she asked looking around, grateful that Camilla wasn't sitting anywhere in the store. The thought of that black haired hussy set her on edge, especially at the thought that she could right now be with Faenal, that cheating low life son of a Horker!
"I'd like to see your spell books please," the young wizard said hopefully. He was directed to a nearby bookshelf filled with tomes the likes he had never seen before, some even darker than what was in the Hogwarts restricted section! His eyes landed on several schools of magic including healing, conjuration, destruction and Illusion. "How much are these," he asked looking back at Lucian.
"For you, I can let them go on the house, don't have much call for them anyway," the shopkeeper said with a shrug before returning to what he was doing. He was staring at flesh revealed by Tamaria's armor and the skin tightness of Aela's fur and leather armor. "Mmm yeah, what a lucky devil," the shopkeeper muttered to himself as he watched the women look through his weapons and armor, which even he had to admit were rather low grade.
With out needing any more encouragement, Harry swept the stack of books into his pack, intent on reading about the various abilities that magic had in this world. He quickly moved on to look at potions and gemstones, since the back shelves were full of such items. He had learned the beauty of healing potions in the Barrows after a particularly rough fight with drougr wearing ancient nord steel armor.
"You know, its always a fine day with you around," a pleasant voice said, causing various reactions through the shop. Lucian jerked his eyes away from Aela who was looking at some steel arrows he had found on the road one day. A shiver ran up Harry's spine as he felt the comment was rather directed toward him and turned to the stairs leading to the second floor of the shop. Tamaria's teeth ground on edge as she turned around ready to draw her sword at the sound of the irritable woman's voice. Aela merely glanced over her shoulder pretending to not be aware of the tension in the room though her nose was twitching.
Camilla swept down the stairs in her yellow and white dress, a pleased smile on her face. Her hair was loose from its bun hanging down over her shoulders to her breasts in front and the small of her back behind. "I knew you would help us," she said with a smile on her lips as she gazed at the teen. Her smile grew as the teen blushed at her attention. Her hazel eyes flickered to the elven woman when she heard a snarl on her lips. "Oh hello Tamaria, thank you as well for watching over our young hero," she said with an authentic smile.
"Don't give me that crap," Tamaria said venomously making the dress wearing woman take a step back with wide eyes. "I know all about you and Faendal, you man stealer," the auburn haired woman growled as she put her hand on her sword. "Tell me why I shouldn't cut you down where you stand!"
"Faendal? The archer that patrols the mill," Camilla asked with a frown at the dangerous looking elf standing near the door. "I know he comes in all the time but other than a few greetings I don't think I've ever spoken to him," the black haired shop keep said with a frown as she tried to imagine any time she might have lead the male elf on. "Why do you think I would steal him?"
Tamaria nearly fell over as she heard the shop owners words. "You mean you and he never..." she fell silent for a minute before she threw her head back and laughed openly, having to grab the item's chest behind her for support. "By the eight that is hilarious," she said with amusement tinging her voice. "Just the other day Faendal was saying he was breaking up with me to pursue you! I thought the two of you had already consummated a relationship!"
Harry looked between the aurburn haired woman and the black haired imperial as they began to talk. He might have been young and only really starting to see the world after entering the wizard community, but he could follow the relationship rather well. You didn't stay in a school full of hormonal teenagers starting to date and break up without picking up some things. "Somethings just stay the same," he said with a shrug.
"I imagine its like that across all worlds," Aela spoke up from behind him making him jump. He twirled around to look at her with questions in his eyes and on his tongue but she stopped him. "I have a condition that gives me heightened senses," she said and tapped her nose. "As a Companion I've traveled all of Tamriel and seen and smelled many things," she said in a whispered voice letting the other two women work out their problems, which seemed to have moved from Faendal to some bard named Sven, "but you smell different, even beneath the perfumed air of Moonshadow. You smell of smoke and fire, of old stone and book pages, as well as a scent of serpent and another like that of a bird. Some of those I know do not exist in all of Tamriel."
The wizard shook his head in disbelief. "I'm only here for three days and everything has changed so much and so little," he said not bothering to refute her claims as he watched Tamaria and Camilla seemingly get along now as they moved to sit at a table in front of the fire and talk to each other hovering over a piece of paper on which they both were writing. "I take it the two of them getting a long means bad things for Faendal?"
"Only if they decide to pursue their plans," Aela said with a smirk as she watched the two women. "I will be accompanying you to Whiterun and showing you how to use a bow," she said with a grin. "I imagine if you were brought to our world you must be here for a reason and with Tamaria teaching you the sword that leaves me to help with archery. However, the skill is used for hunting, either man or beast, do not use the skills I will teach you to harm innocent people," she said with a stern look.
"Thank you. I promise I won't," Harry replied with a grin at the thought of using a bow. Maybe it would help him with his aim when using magic? It would certainly help with his hand and eye co-oridination, which would help improve his seeker skills in quidditch at least, not to mention help him keep enemies at a distance.
"So, its been decided," Tamaria called out as she stood from her seat next to Camilla. "The lovely lady is coming with us," she said putting her hand on Camilla's shoulder. The hazel eyed woman nodded as she stood crossing her arms and glaring at her brother who looked as though his face was going to turn red. Together elf and imperial stood united glaring at the dark haired man behind the counter.
"Oh, by the eight, FINE," Lucian snarled as he glared down at his counter. It seemed that now his sister had back up when it came to her going out on adventures. At least with the fierce-some elf woman and a Companion he was certain his baby sister would come to no harm. However, that brought up a new problem, and his eyes turned to the pot sitting atop the fire in the fireplace. By all the Aedra and Daedra how he hated cooking and cleaning and now he was going to be stuck by himself.
With a happy squeal Camilla turned and ran up the stairs to pack while Harry moved to step outside his two followers close behind him. "Well that was interesting," the wizard said as he dropped down onto the steps leading up to the door and pulled one of the book from his pack to begin his self-study into magic. The book was called Bound Sword with a purple cover and a strange symbol similar to an English 'n' with a dot in the middle of it. Like with sparks, he merely had to open the book when a strange feeling encompassed him he felt dizzy for a second as the spell's knowledge was forced into his brain before shaking it off. "Merlin, that feels weird."
"You should be careful," Tamaria said looking at the young wizard with worry as Aela watched on with a raised brow. "Magic is viewed with ill regard here in Skyrim," the elf said with a glance around to make sure no one was watching the boy read the tome he had. "They blame magic for the disaster at Winterhold which caused half the town to crumble into the sea, leaving only a handful of homes and shops along with the college. Its believed that the mages at the college were at fault for the disaster."
The redhead shook her head. She knew the people of Winterhold were just looking for a scapegoat for their own failures. The cliff the town was built on had simply crumbled into the Sea of Ghosts and rather than take the blame for poor planning they had blamed the mages. What intrigued her though was what she had smelled when Harry had opened his tome. Mages took months to learn a new spell but she had clearly smelled magic passing from the book to the teen. The thought seemed absurd before the teen reached out his hand, a black orb appearing in his palm, before a sword of purple energy appeared in his grip. He had learned a spell in less time than it took someone to jump into the river! For a warrior who verged on the point of magic in some aspects of her life it was fascinating. Just how quickly could the boy learn?
"It isn't really that difficult though. I mean, I barely feel any drain when I use these spells," he admitted as he tested his magic blade out. It was different from the nord sword in that it was weightless, a manifestation of magic and not the physical world. In fact, he wondered how it even injured somebody as the blade was just a thin band of magic hovering in the air. Opening his hand caused the sword to vanish returning to the Oblivion realm from wince it came. "To borrow a phrase from someone I know at home, 'that was bloody brilliant'!"
He went to reach for his pack again but felt a hand grip his bicep. Turning he looked at the redheaded Companion who was gripping him softly and staring at his bag.
"It might be well and good to know as much magic as you can, seeing as you are in a strange world," she started ignoring Tamaria blustering denials behind her. "Yes, I figured it out rather quickly," the blue eyed woman said with a raised eyebrow and tapping her nose at the elf who seemed to catch onto what she was saying and scowled furious. "Saying that, Harry, it is best to be a master and not just a jack of all trades," she said with wisdom. "You'll be learning swordsmanship and archery already. Learn to master the spells you know rather than simply diving in head first. I assume you knew magic before coming here? Why not see if you can use that as well as the spells you are learning."
The green eyed boy eyed the woman before nodding his head understanding where she was coming from. "I can understand that. I tried using a spell from my home world before and it was a lot stronger than I thought it would be," he admitted. "We were fighting a frost spider and while the spell I used is called the 'blasting hex' I didn't expect the ruddy thing to explode and shower us in spider guts."
A soft throat clearing had the group turn to the edge of the deck to see Camilla standing there ready to go. A brown leather bra, for Harry could think of no other word for it, was strapped around her sides with threads of cord attaching it across her breasts and back, though it did cover her rather large breasts and kept her from being truly indecent. A couple of leather shoulder pads were strapped around her arms while a pair of leather gloves reached from her fingertips to her elbow. A skirt made of furs slid down her legs to just above her knees while a pair of leather boots were raised up over her calves. The mere sight of the woman in such clothes made the group do a double-take to make sure they were looking at the right woman.
"Well, I couldn't very well go around in my dress," she said as a way of explanation. "I had to sneak out through the door upstairs and down the outside steps to make sure I got past Lucian. He's just like our father, always set against the traditions the women in my family have passed down for ages." She watched as the group gathered their gear and began to make their way down the road out of Riverwood, falling in place beside them. "My mother met my father while she was traveling, spreading the word and following her heart. That's why she married father and had Lucian and I because her heart told her too. However, Father didn't exactly approve of her chosen deity and thought he would keep us bound to the house, much like my brother. However, the call of the Aedra is too strong and now I have my chance to explore the world."
Aela was eyeing the woman strongly for a second before motioning to her breasts as they walked. "How did they get so much bigger," she asked looking down at her own impressive but not nearly as large breasts. She was a warrior, a fighter, bigger breasts would just get in her way, but still she found herself intrigued as to just how the raven haired woman had done the seemingly impossible.
"Oh, well, I was born touched by Dibella," she said calmly without seeming to care that the conversation was causing the hormonal teen to sniff back the buckets of blood threatening to rupture from his nose. "I've had to keep my breasts bound to keep them moderately sized or else I would have had bigger problems then just Sven and Faendal," she said with a shake of her head. "Now though, I can travel with you guys and spread the word of Dibella to the far corners of Skyrim," she said happily as they passed under the walkway the guards used to eye the town from above. "Open your heart to the noble secrets of art and love. Treasure the gifts of friendship. Seek joy and inspiration in the mysteries of love."
"Yeah, that sounds fascinating," Aela said rolling her eyes at the newcomer. "The Priestesses of Dibella are nearly the exact opposite of the other Aedra," she explained to a fascinated Harry. She didn't have to ask what was fascinating him as he kept glancing toward the other woman's swollen chest. "They practice free love and all sorts of things I'd rather not get into," she stated as they made their way to the bridge that crossed the river. "Mara is the Aedra of love and marriage, she has a temple to the east in Riften. Now that is a being a true love."
Tamaria chuckled at the two as she walked along side Camilla on the far side from the wizard. "Now don't be that way Aela," the elf said with a laugh in her voice as she slung her arm around Camilla's neck. "Everyone likes to have a good romp once in a while and the worship of Dibella is the best way to go about it. Not only do you have a good time, but you might just get a blessing at the same time."
The thought of a deity that promoted sex was not a new thing to Harry. "Where I'm from there is a goddess who is known for the art of beauty and love," he said deciding to educate the women on his own home land. "Aphrodite or Venus was said to be a goddess so beautiful the other goddesses were insane with jealousy. So one day Hera, the queen of the gods, forced Aphrodite to marry Hera's misshapen son, Hephestus. However, Aphrodite refused to be tied down and began an affair with Ares the God of War."
"Ares sounds like Talos," Camilla commented with a frown on her face. "He is the Aedroth of War and Governance," she explained to him. "However worship of Talos is forbidden by the White-Gold Concordance that was signed after the great war between the Thalmor and the Mede Empire. Its one of the reasons for the civil war here in Skyrim. The Imperials don't want another war with the Aldermeri Dominion, while the Stormcloaks want to rally the North and show the strength of humans and why only a human has so far been raised up to become an Aedra."
The elf woman looked rather uncomfortable for a moment and ran her hand through her auburn hair. "Not all the elves cared about the worship of Talos. In fact most didn't even consider it worth the thought since only human's worshiped the former Emperor. However the High Elves are a more single minded sort of people. They believe their way is the best way and the fact that a human was being worshiped and not an elf offended them. Now that the empire has agreed to the terms though it seems that Talos is threatening to rip it apart especially now that Ulfric Stormcloak used the power of the Voice to almost rip the High King Torygg apart. I agree that the Aldermeri Dominion was in the wrong but I don't think Ulfric should be the one to lead Skyrim."
"Well don't look at me," Harry said quickly cutting off any thought on the subject. "Remember, once I'm finished I'm leaving this world and returning to my own," he said with a sad look in his green eyes. "Back to school, my friends, other things trial to kill me almost every other year. Well I suppose this year as well," he sighed. "Well anyway, the sun is still high in the sky and its time we made our way to Whiterun," he said, pumping his voice up with cheer.
The three women looked at one another. They would have to do what they could to help the boy out.
"By the way," Tamaria said with a smirk at the two other women. "Did Harry happen to mention that he's the Dragonborn?"
At Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry all hell was breaking loose as the matronly and quite plump mother of the Weasley family was staring at the ceiling of the Great Hall in a rage. "JUST WHAT DOES THAT BOY THINK HE IS DOING? TRAVELING WITH SUCH SCARLET WOMEN! HE SHOULD BE ASHAMED OF HIMSELF!" Her voice echoed off the dining chamber where the students were gathered for dinner, causing many to clamp to their hands over their ears to try and reduce the sound of her voice. "WHY IF HIS MOTHER WERE HERE I'M SURE HE'D BE GROUNDED FOR THE REST OF HIS LIFE! DIDN'T HIS FAMILY TEACH HIM ANY BETTER THAN THIS?"
The woman had been ranting ever since she had seen Harry's traveling companions and it was beginning to really get under one teacher's skin. Suddenly a loud crashing sound filled the air, causing many to turn and see the teacher's table flipped over on its side with a towering Professor McGonagall glaring at her former student, causing the red headed woman to suddenly look quite alarmed. "For the love of all that is good and decent in this world," the professor started to say through lips so thin that the Weasley Twins fled from the hall in terror, "SHUT YOUR GOB MOLLY!"
The entire room went quiet at the sound of the usually quite held together woman finally seeming to snap. Even Professor Snape was looking at his former Transfiguration teacher in awe. "If you say one more word about the women who are helping my young lion through his trial than I'll have words for you, Molly Weasley! They are in another world the matter of what is risque or indecent may vary greatly from our own! Look at Mr. Krum's world, filled with women of the night and two piece bathing suits! I don't hear a word from you about what he is seeing!"
The mother of seven was flushed in the face as she looked one way and then the other at the students watching the two of them before seeming to swallow her pride all together. "Very well Minerva, I shall not say another word about it," she said in a voice that was filled with swallowed venom. "However, I will be having words with that boy when he returns about the company he keeps," she said matter of factly before turning and walking out of the great hall.
Hermione Granger raised her hand from the sea of Gryffindors and was quickly called upon by her Head of House. "Professor McGonagall, I don't mean to be rude or anything but... Why was Mrs. Weasley here?"
"Yeah," Cho Chang cried out from the Ravenclaw table. "She doesn't even go to this school!"
Author's Note: A little humor there at the end, sorry I couldn't resist. With this being the end of my three day holiday it means the end of my posting spree until next Friday. So I wanted to give a little something back to you guys who made me so happy with all your reviews and pms!
This chapter the mods are more inspired by then actual use. This weeks was based on the Sigridr is Touched by Dibella now by Site Bot, I think. I wish I could say who it was for sure, but I honestly don't know, the Nexus won't let me fully see it outside of a few pictures. I would have used the Touched by Dibella Mod but I wanted to keep it somewhat realistic and in the park of believable. Other then that, all other mods are still on.
Oh, let me know if you guys prefer a long narrative, which means about 100 chapters per task, or shorter narratives where we skip the long boring and tedious stuff. I find myself usually growing bored with stories that take 20 chapters to cover any single day and don't mind doing some jumps to keep the action and pace going. So I guess it breaks down to whether Harry should Fast Travel or just meander across Skyrim.
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