Hello everyone, sorry that last chapter just was not as good as the first one. That said I will try to be more careful with my story this time enjoy!
P.S. In this story The Elder Scrolls: Magic Effect, Tali'Zorahs parents are NOT admirals at least not yet.
"Ok I will vothaalvut, contact the Emperor and the Elder Council about this" said Odahviing. "Good I'll head to my ship and leave to relay this to the admiralty board" said Rael'Zorah.
As Rael and Han started to leave for their ship, a soldier ran into the room. "General Odahviing sir!" Said the soldier rather loudly with a patriotic salute. "Yes what is it rahzun, soldier" asked Odahviing. "Sir twenty alien ships just appeared" said the soldier rather worryingly. "What did you just saag, say?!" Ordered Odahviing. "Sir twenty alien ships just appeared" said the soldier again rather loudly but with a frantic tone. Odahviing looked back at the two Quarians before him and spoke "do you know anything about this?" "What? No! Before we came here we did contact the admiralty board about your ship and they said that they would contact us but they didn't say anything about coming to this system, so it's more likely The Turian General Desolas and his fleet come to patrol this system and guard Relay 314" said and explained Rael'Zorah. "Krosis, sorry about that joor but- But then Odahviing was interrupted by Rael'Zorah. "I thought I told you that I have a name it's Rael'Zorah Vas Eliron!" "Krosis Rael'Zorah but you have not earned enough of my respect to call you by your name so I call you joor or mortal" said and explained Odahviing. After a couple of seconds Odahviing began to speak "Anyway what I was about to say when you joor, I mean Rael'Zorah interrupted me, was that I'm sorry for what I said about you possibly knowing something about the alien ships. But now I digress for I must go to the bridge now." "Alright I understand" said Rael'Zorah.
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As General Desolas and his fleet exited FTL to patrol the 314 system they found what appeared to be some kind of alien ship and from the looks of it. It appears to be some kind of military ship which seems to have reactivated Relay 314. "General Desolas sir! There seems to be some kind alien ship near Relay 314." Said a crewmember of the Baracunicus. "I can see that but what is it doing here" General Desolas asked or rather demanded. "I don't know sir" said a different crewmember.
Desolas thought about what was in front of him and he knew that they may have just made first contact with a new alien race and it seems to have reactivated Relay 314. On one hand, they could go the peaceful route and try to talk to the newcomers diplomatically. However they did activate a dormant relay and they must face the consequences for they're actions. Plus, they could prove a useful client race for the Turian Hierarchy. Desolas weighed the pros and cons of each option, and chose the latter. "Power up weapons to 100% and prepare to fire. Once were done, go through the Relay and invade the nearest colonized world; then they'll become a client race of the Turian hierarchy. They must know the consequences for their actions," he said calmly. The ship began to slowly gain power and aimed there cannons towards the ship.
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As Odahviing entered the bridge of The Kataria, the ship was suddenly hit by one of the alien ships and the Kataria shook from the impact. "What was that?!" Odahviing demanded. "Sir Odahviing it looks like one of the alien ships just opened fire on the Kataria" said the communications officer.
Odahviing thought for a moment and decided to leave this system and go back to the colony on Shanxi "Head back to the gate we need get out of here, for we cannot fight off twenty ships alone" demanded Odahviing. "Yes sir!" Said the pilot of the Kataria. And so they headed to the Relay and escaped."General Desolas! The ship has escaped!" Said a crewmember. "WHAT?! I want all ships to head through the relay at once. Once we're through, I want the soldiers to be on the nearest colonized world we can find," he ordered through the microphone with a loud and commanding voice. The fleet moved towards the Relay and vanished in a flash of blue light.
As Odahviing and his ship the Kataria exits FTL and heads on towards Shanxi they are immediately greeted by the Imperial Fleet that guards Shanxi. Odahviing decided to speak and contacted the Imperial Fleet. "This is General Odahviing on board the Kataria; I'm being chased by alien hostiles requesting permission to land." "Roger that and what's that about aliens?" Said and asked the radio operator. Just then the Turian Fleet exited FTL and started to fire on the Imperial Fleet. "Right I'll contact General Willimius right away" said the radio operator.
"Desolas sir it appears that there is a small fleet of enemy ships sir" said a crewmember in the bridge. "I can see that. I want all ships in defensive positions and start firing" said and ordered Desolas with a commanding voice.
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A Bosmer by the name of Ysreth Sheppard stood in the middle of day-star; a metropolis of a city with over one million inhabitants. The city was also the only city with a population higher than a million. Skyscrapers made out of polished white marble, thick clear glass and corundum metals casted shadows upon the smaller stone round huts below. The city streets were busy as Argonians, Elves, Humans and Khajiiti walking in and out of stores, and creating clusters of people among the streets. And Dragons flying high in the sky, some were on patrol while others were just having fun.
The wood elf was about fairly young; only fifty years old or twenty-one years old in Elven years. She had a fairly fit and athletic body with a light, but noticeable muscle mass. She was wearing mostly red and some blue light guard armor that covered everything except her head. The armor's appearance was exactly like the guards of Skyrim during the 4th era, just with a bulletproof vest and shield generator underneath. She had an almond shaped face with light brown tanned skin, bright thick black hair that reached down to the top of her shoulders and bright pure yellow green almond shaped eyes. An Elven heavy pistol and steel dagger attached to her hips.
She analyzed the crowds for any signs of pick pocketing, stealing, lock picking or any other minor crimes; there were zero signs of any crime. "I've been patrolling the markets for three hours and nothing has happened yet," she thought to herself bored as she then kicked a rock down the sidewalk. However, despite her boredom; she still acted serious during patrol, most of the time.
She walked down and through the crowded streets and entered the golden bear tavern. There were people singing, dancing, eating on long polished wooden tables, bards telling tales and playing music. The room was bright and colorful with blue, red, yellow, and green on the walls, ceiling and floor.
She walked towards a stool and sat down on it. "One nord mead," she asked somewhat tired and incredibly bored as she pulled out five septims from her pocket and placed it on the counter. She needed something drink to remove herself from her boredom.
A light brown scaled argonian bartender wearing dark brown and pale yellow thin clothes reached out to the shelves and pulled out a bottle of mead. "Here you go, one bottle of mead," she said with the usual raspy argonian accent as she took the five gold coins on the counter and placed them in the cash register.
Ysreth opened up the bottle and started to drink large amounts of it. Once it was empty, she slammed the bottle unto the counter. "Another please" she asked as she pulled out five more septims from her pocket.
"I think that's enough for one day Ysreth. Besides, aren't you on patrol," she asked as she grabbed the empty bottle on the counter and placed it in a bucket.
"Don't worry, I'm on a quick break and I can hold more liquor then a bear," she said proudly. "How much liquor can a bear hold?"
"About five bottles," replied a Khajiit that was walking by.
"See I'm fine for just one more bottle," she persuaded.
"No, I'm not going to sell you more booze. I don't want to tell your captain that you've been drinking on the job again," she argued.
"Velia, everyone drinks while working, people drink, the elderly drink, oblivion, even children drink. And not one of them has gotten drunk by drinking only one bottle," she argued.
"I'm still not serving you another drink."
"Damn it. Hey, how is the business going?"
"Pretty good, but it could be better as long as that idiot D-." Her sentence was stopped by the sounds of alarms and sirens outside. Nearly everyone in the building crouched down in shock. "What in oblivion is going on?!"
"I don't know, but I intend to find out," replied Ysreth as she then rushed out of the building followed by several other people.
The sounds of alarms and sirens were everywhere. With General Willimius on the intercom saying "We are under attack repeat we are under attack; all military personnel and guards get ready. All civilians get to safety."
As looked up they could all see why. There were ten gigantic ships above the sky. Everyone took a look at the ships; clearly they did not belong to the empire. With Dragons scattering in the sky some getting ready to fight while others were getting to safety.
"By the gods," yelled a nord.
"What in oblivion is that," yelled a Altmer
"By Nocturnal," whispered Ysreth.
A large bright light formed across one of the ships. It began to grow larger and larger; Sheppard could instantly tell they're about to fire. "Everyone come near me now," she ordered loudly. Everyone moved towards her without hesitation. She then put all of mind, body and magicka into one spell and in an instant, her and everyone around her disappeared in a flash.
Codex: Teleportation
There are two forms of teleportation, both which relay on oblivion nods; signal teleportation and magical teleportation. The first one, signal teleportation relays on Teleporter nods for travel as one cannot signal teleport outside or from any area outside of a nod. However despite its one major flaw, it still safer then magical teleportation and as long as a signal is active; distance doesn't matter. Magical teleportation is a master level alteration spell that allows a mage to teleport to any location within ten kilometers; through some mages have been known to teleport outside of the usual range and teleport multiple people at a time. It is considered one of the most dangerous spells in the world due to the many risks associated with it, such as: getting stuck in a wall, causing anyone being teleported to explode, cause people to be sent forward or back in time, and Teleportation sickness. However, despite its many risks; it's still highly liked by mages, especially amongst Nightblades.
The origins of teleportation is absurd at best; however, it is known that The Psijic Order were the first ones to ever use the spell. Eventually, one of them taught the spell to a group of master mages and the spell quickly spread across all of Nirn; accidents were common when mages started to learn teleporting. Eventually, the spell was banned from being used by anyone who wasn't a master mage for obvious reasons.