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"... Fairy Tail?" says Ysmir quietly. The words seem familiar on his tongue. Looking at the white paper in his gauntleted hands he rakes his eyes over lone symbol and the two words beneath it. Frowning Ysmir folds the paper in half and stuffs it into a pocket. "I can't believe Akatosh gave this to the Madgod and not to me himself." He says to himself angrily. Ysmir swore he heard Sheogorath's laughter on the wind.
While Akatosh might not be his actual father, being the father of all dragons does earn him the title. Ysmir has never seen Akatosh like he has other Daedric Princes or The Divines. Barely even a hint that he even exists. The only evidence that he does exist is the blessing he gets when he prays at Akatosh's shrines. Some might say he has some daddy issues.
Lifting up second envelope Ysmir stares at the shadow marks covering the pale white paper with suspicion. Nocturnal seemed to favor him way back when, but Ysmir found out that the Daedric Prince of shadows, night and luck does have a mischievous streak about her. Scratching a small scar on his cheek before carefully breaking the seal, Ysmir slowly peels it open. When nothing jumped out to bite him, Ysmir let go of the tension that built up in his shoulders.
Inside of the envelope is a folded piece of paper. Looking over it, Ysmir sees a map of peninsula drawn in black ink, void of any names. Markings of rivers, forests, and mountains were spread out across the land. Dots were scattered around the map as well, groups of them are connected by a thick black line with little stripes crossing it.
While Ysmir gazes at the black ink, a small shadow, barely the size of a pin head and darker than the ink, moved across the paper, its destination somewhere on the top right corner of the map. Stopping between to the forest and mountains for a moment before moving again, the speck started drawing a line of shadow on the paper. Turning here and there through the mountains and through the valleys the line eventually made its way to one of the large dots on the other side of the map.
Once there, the shadow speck grew. Familiar curving lines stretched and formed as Ysmir watched. A second later, the symbol from Akatosh's note was on the paper. It takes Ysmir no time at all that they want him to go to that particular city. Great.
Ysmir was about to put the map away when the shadow moved again. This time instead of the symbol, the shadow formed the picture of a building or maybe a small castle. The building on the paper had multiple floors, extremely long, arched tiles lined up one after the other and possessing simple curved protrusions jutting upwards on the building's angles. On the highest roof, topping the summit of the building, sat a simple, round and pointed dome, a large banner with that symbol hung above the entrance.
Bringing a gauntleted hand to his head Ysmir closes his eyes and looks up to the sky. Feeling the familiar shift of weight and touch of fur, Ysmir opens his eyes to see Khasi's, who is now clinging to the top of his head and bending over his forehead to stare into his eyes. Her whiskers tickled his nose. "Did you see where they went?" He asks tiredly. Khasi shakes her head. Letting out a long tired breath, Ysmir reaches up and plucks Khasi from his head. Flipping her around, much to her delight, Ysmir holds her out in front of him.
"You now, just once I would like to have a normal conversation with a Daedra maybe find out what the weather is like on the other side. But why would the Daedra do that?" Says Ysmir sarcastically. "And of course the Princes love to withhold information from us mortals, don't they?"
With a smile on her face Khasi shrugs her shoulders, not knowing or caring, and squirms from Ysmir's grip, wings appearing in her back she flies around him. Glad that today's happenings haven't kept her from being happy, Ysmir follows her with his eyes a small smile forming on his lips.
Ysmir looks down at the map once more, wanting to get moving before dark. Assuming that he is where the dot started the line, Ysmir sees that there should be mountains not far from where he was. Looking back up, he looks down the road. Sure enough, snow capped mountains are in the distance peaking over the large trees.
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Flying high above Ysmir is Khasi, a smile still on her small face. Wind in her face and the sun on her back, the thoughts of today's events all but forgotten as she takes some time to enjoy the freedom of flying in the air. Still young, the little humanoid cat doesn't know much about the world. In her mind, she knows is that the man named Ysmir is her friend and protector, and that he is very strong. Often watching him kill and defeat many wild beasts and monsters in the forest in her short life.
But when she turned around and saw a large man slowly get to his feet and have his eyes lock onto Ysmir's exposed back. The smile on Khasi's face faded as the large man started to form a green light around his body and run at Ysmir. Letting out gasp, she shouted at Ysmir to turn around.
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Ysmir was trying to figure out where they were on the map when he heard the high pitched voice of Khasi flying in the air above him. Too far away to hear her clearly looking up from the map he saw that she was flying towards him. A smile formed on his face as he used his free hand to give her a little wave before he heard her.
"-Look out!"
The smile on his face disappeared as Ysmir dropped the map and turned around, drawing his sword as he did. Before the white blade was halfway out of its scabbard, Ysmir was tackled by a wall of meat and fury. In the split second before Benny crashed into him, Ysmir saw that large man was different. He was even bigger than before, more muscles bulging out from his already strained shirt and a few feet taller than he was previously. Along with green horns on each side of his head, a green glow was emanating from the man's skin as well as the man's bloodshot eyes.
Benny bellowed and continued his charge, picking up Ysmir with his incredible strength and throws him onto the carriage, shattering it and sending the large boar running. With a crash, the air left his lungs as Ysmir crashed through the wooden planks and crashed into the dirt beneath the wagon. He starts to draw a dagger from his belt but before he could do so Benny was on top of him raising both of his large hands over his head. Intending to crush Ysmir with one blow, he brings his fists down with all of his strength.
With a look of surprise on his face Ysmir bends to the side, dodging the blow. Benny's large fists missed his head by an inch. They crash into the hard packed dirt of the road, creating a large crater, sending dirt and broken pieces of the carriage flying in all directions. Before the large man could recover Ysmir takes in a breath and shouts. "Fus Ro Dah!"
Sending Benny flying in the air with the shout, Ysmir gets to his feet. With a grunt he draws his sword with his right hand and readies a fire spell in his left. Watching the Large man crash to the ground in an explosion of dust and debris several feet away, Ysmir tightens his grip on his weapons and starts running at the larger man. Charging a firebolt, Ysmir sends the magical attack hurtling through the air into the side of the large man's head as he approached. With a grunt Benny took the blow. Rising to a crouched position, he lunges at Ysmir with a snarl.
Catching Ysmir by surprise at his quickness, Ysmir's leg was caught in the other man's grasp. With a feral grin in his face, the large man attempted to crush Ysmir's leg with his incredible strength. With a grimace, Ysmir swings his sword at the man's exposed neck. Letting go of Ysmir's leg at the last moment Benny dodged the blade and rolled away.
Ysmir closed the gap once again and swung horizontally at Benny's mid section. The green glow around the large man grew brighter on his arms. Benny blocked the Dragon bone blade with his forearm, a magical barrier stopping the blade from cutting him. Before he could respond, Benny's other arm rammed into Ysmir's chest, sending him flying back towards the wreckage of the carriage, losing the grip of his sword along the way.
Coughing, Ysmir got to his feet as quickly as he could and faced Benny once again, bringing his arms up as he stood, ready to fight. The large man was already on him, landing another mighty blow on Ysmir, sending him to the ground once again. Benny started to land blow after blow on Ysmir's face and torso. Bringing an arm up, Ysmir was able to stop the large man's onslaught of punches.
Using the strength of his core muscles Ysmir sat up and with all his might Ysmir head butted the larger man right in the nose with a crunch. Benny let out a growl and returned the favor, hitting Ysmir's forehead with his own causing the back of Ysmir's head to crash into the hard packed dirt beneath him, leaving him dazed. Reaching down, Benny grabbed Ysmir with his large hands, pinning Ysmir's arms to his side, and started to squeeze.
"GAH!" Ysmir could feel his ribs creak as the larger man attempted to crush him. Taking in a shallow breath, Ysmir started to shout into the large man's face. "Yol Toor-"
Before he could finish the shout Ysmir saw a flash of red out of the corner of his eye. Khasi flew into Benny's face and started to scratch the man with her little claws.
Ysmir's eyes widened.
Quickly turning his head to the side he released the shout,"-Shul!" Letting loose a torrent of flames towards the charging bulls guild hall, blasting the side of the building apart and causing the rest of it to catch fire.
Looking back, Ysmir saw that Khasi had crawled to the side of Benny's head and was chewing on his ear. With a furious roar Benny let go of Ysmir with one hand and reached for Khasi, intending to crush her like a gnat.
Khasi saw this in time and flew away into the trees not far away.
With one arm free, Ysmir formed a fist and drew back his arm. With a roar of fury, Ysmir's fist hit the large man's face with all the strength he could muster in his awkward position in the air. His fist connected with the side of the man's face, sending ripples of force over his skin. The man to lose his grip on Ysmir and was sent flying back across the field and crash to the ground on his back with a loud grunt, creating a large skid mark in the dirt.
Ysmir's eyes widened once more as he looked down at his fist in surprise. Normally when he landed a blow that hard on someone, they would be knocked back or down, not be thrown across the field.
"You'll start to see a difference in you shouting, spells, and even your physical body." Ysmir could hear Sheogorath's voice in his head as he flexed his hand. A feral grin formed on his face as Ysmir looked back to Benny, who just got back to his feet. While Ysmir preferred to fight with sword or spell, he was no slouch when it came to unarmed combat. After all, he was a thug before he was a mage.
With a battle cry, Ysmir charged at Benny fists at the ready. Ducking underneath the large man's arm, Ysmir landed a solid hit on the man's ribs and following with an uppercut to his gut, causing the large man's feet to leave the ground.
Ysmir's eyes seemed to glow with fire as he continued his assault. Landing blow after blow on his large opponent, not letting up, not giving him any chance to recover ducking under or blocking any attempt at retaliation. Ysmir started to aim his hits for Benny's face, abdomen and ribs. Soon enough, Ysmir had Benny on his knees and was holding the man up by his shirt, a crazed smile gracing his lips.
It has been a long time since Ysmir was able to let loose. Back in Nirn, Ysmir could easily overpower most foes, only the Dragons and the more powerful creatures gave him any trouble. The thought of the new challenges excited him. Grinning, Ysmir pulled Benny's face closer to his own, a large grin in his face.
"I hope the people of this world put up more of a fight than you." Says Ysmir darkly. Benny looked into his eyes defiantly but stays quiet.
Ysmir pulled back his right arm to deliver a powerful, final blow to his opponent's face. But was stopped when an unfamiliar sound reached his ears from somewhere down the road. Stopping his fist not an inch from Benny's face, Ysmir listens to the new sound. Machinery, metal grinding against metal, and the crunch of gravel emanated from somewhere down the road behind him.
Letting go of Benny and leaving him to fall to the ground with a thud, Ysmir turned around to see who or what was approaching. What he saw confused him.
Rolling down the dirt road was a large black carriage. It was moving fairly quickly down the road on its four black wheels, but there was no horse, bovine, or beast pulling it which threw Ysmir for a loop. Sitting at the front of the carriage, hands on the wheel in front of her, is a woman with an armored chestplate covering her torso and the brightest red hair he has ever seen. Stranger still is what was strapped to the back of the carriage was the biggest pile of cases and crates he has ever seen, almost as big as the carriage itself it was being held together by a network of ropes.
Shaking his head Ysmir looks back to the woman. "Huh, must be another member of the guild." Ysmir said to himself quietly. A familiar weight lands on his left shoulder. Looking over, Ysmir sees a worried Khasi staring at him in silence. "It's alright Khasi. We'll be fine." he says reassuringly.
Remembering that he lost the map when Benny tackled him, Ysmir frantically starts to search the wreckage to find the scrap of paper that'll show him how to get to his destination. Throwing broken boards around and rolling a large wheel down the road in his search. Finding it under several planks of wood, Ysmir picks it up. To his dismay it is shredded, and covered in dirt. Letting out a frustrated growl Ysmir stuffs it into a pocket. A problem to be worried about at a later time.
Next, He sees his sword buried underneath a few planks of shattered wood, Ysmir pulls it out and rams it into its sheath. Ready for whatever this woman may have in store for him. Ysmir stands silently waiting with Khasi peeking over his shoulder and the crackling sound of fire consuming the guild hall behind him.
When the strange, metal, horseless carriage came to a stop and was silent, the woman driving it unstrapped something from her wrist and hopped down, giving Ysmir a chance to look her over. The woman apparently had the same idea. For a few tense moments the two stare at eachother in silence.
She is a young woman with long, scarlet hair and brown eyes. She has a slender, voluptuous figure, even with her armor, that would turn heads in her direction. Her armor consists of a breastplate composed of a single piece of metal, decorated by curved lines and by deformed cross, with the cross' right arm extending to the right part of the woman's chest. Steel gauntlets protect her forearms and a blue skirt, and black boots cover her legs. Directing his gaze back to the cross of on her breastplate, Ysmir sees something inscribed in the metal along with the cross that…
"What's your name?" demanded the woman. Her stern voice interrupting his thoughts, looking away from her… chest… Ysmir directs his gaze to the woman's eyes.
Asking for his name? Good to know someone in this world is polite. "I am Ysmir Dovahkiin." He said bowing his head slightly. "And you?"
"Erza Scarlet" She said, putting her fists on her hips. "What business do you have here?"
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AN: Another fun filled chapter done. Thanks to everyone who liked and followed the story.
Alright, a few things.
One: Pairings. IF I do decide to put one in here, would you guys rather have it be with an OC or an existing character? Any suggestions?
Two: Ysmir. Would you guys want me to do a "skill list" right away or would you guys like to find out how he works as the story progresses?