Asum looked around as the carriage came to a stop. He wasn't exactly sure what he had expected. In blackmarsh the collegium of magi was surrounded by a massive village one of the few permanent settlements. However winterhold seemed to be the exact opposite. The village that accompanied the college was minimal. Stepping off the carriage Asum shivered as another gust of wind tugged at the belt he still wore. Next to him Okan spoke. "not what you expected?" Asum shook his head. "the village is so small. I would have thought more people would be here." Okan smiled. "I thought the same thing." As the carriage began to pull away Asum began to follow Okan who trudged through the snow towards the large castle that Asum could only assume was the college.

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"Several decades before there was a storm unlike anything Skyrim had ever seen before. the storm was so strong it stripped away huge sections of the cliffs that the village rested on. At one point the college was surrounded by farms. A lot of people blame the mages for the storm and since then only the jarl, and a few others stay here in the village." Asum nodded and shivered slightly. "When we get to the college I'll see if I can find you anything warmer. Those simple robes are just too thin for this kind of cold."

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Walking through the 'town' Asum found himself looking up in slightly amazement as they neared the college. Walking across the stone bridge was nerve racking. The stone was ancient and felt like it could give way under his feet at once moment while at the same time high winds buffeted them every step of the way. Asum became even more nervous as they passed several sections of the bridge had actually fallen away into the ocean far below. Stepping off the bridge Asum found a small group waiting for them. a dark elf clad in fancy robes with a thalmor wizard standing next to him. as they neared the group Okan spoke. "it is good to see you again, Savos." The dark elf nodded to them. "it is good to see you to Okan. I trust your travels have been interesting."

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Okan shrugged. "nothing I couldn't handle." Turning to Asum; Okan spoke. "Asum. This is Savos the arch-mage." Savos bowed his head slightly while Asum shifted nervously from one leg to the other. Okan continued. "the high elf is Arcano. He's the thalmor advisor to Savos." Asum smiled weakly to the high elf, who did not return the smile. Asum shivered again as Okan spoke. "Savos, I'd like you to meet Asum. I found him being held hostage by bandits." Savos smiled. "well then Asum would you like to come in out of the cold?" Asum nodded. "y.y.. it's very cold." Savos chuckled and led the way to a set of large wooden doors.

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Stepping through the doors Asum felt the warm air rush in around him warming his cold bones. Following Savos Asum didn't even see arcano leave them until he was climbing a large spiral staircase made of stone. Passing through another smaller door Asum found himself standing in a large tower room. In front of him a small grotto had been erected; complete with glowing mage light and a good sized tree growing right out of the floor surrounded by various other plants. Following Okan Asum soon found himself standing in front of a large table. On the table sat several bits of food, steam still rose into the air. "when I felt you entering winterhold I had some food brought up. Please, eat your fill." Asum looked to Okan who smiled and nodded. "go ahead Asum." Sitting down at the table Asum began eating; enjoying his first hot meal that day.

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Okan smiled as Savos watched Asum begin to eat. Stepping off to the side, Savos motioned for Okan to follow him. falling in line behind the dark elf Okan followed and soon found himself standing in front of a large wall scroll. Adorning the scroll was designs of a large orb with symbols on it that Okan had never seen before. "this is what we summoned you about." Okan looked at Savos. "you called me about a wall scroll?" Savos smiled. "no. we call it the eye of magnus. An initiate found it in an old ruin we were studying. It's unlike anything we've ever seen before. it emanates magic like some kind of…..battery." Okan nodded. "and you want my help guarding it while you transport it here to the college to study?" Savos nodded. "yes. this is obviously a very powerful artifact. I'm worried that the moment we remove it from the ruins every sorcerer and necromancer in the area will try to take it for their own use."

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Okan nodded. "when will you do this?" Savos shrugged. "you'll set out tomorrow and meet others at the ruin. You'll spend the night in the ruins and then bring it back the next day." Okan nodded and looked in the direction of Asum. "what about Asum?" Savos shrugged. "you're welcome to bring him along." Okan shook his head firmly. "no. Asum is just a youngling. I don't want him in harm's way. Could he stay here?" Savos nodded. "of course. He's welcome to stay. If he feels like it he could even attend some of the seminars and lectures." Okan smiled. "Thank you. And I hate to ask you for anything else but…..do you have any spare robes and hoods? The robes he's wearing are just too thin. He'll freeze the next time a wind rushes past him." again Savos smiled and nodded. "Yes. I believe we can find him some simple robes and a hood for him." Okan smiled. "Thank you Savos."

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Making his way back to the table Okan sat down next to Asum who was halfway through eating a cut of roasted slaughterfish. smiling at the younger argonian Okan spoke. "how's the fish?" Asum smiled his mouth full of meat. Okan chuckled. "glad you like it. Savos," Okan gestured to the dark elf who had sat down across from them and was busy pouring himself a goblet of wine. "has agreed to let you stay here while I'm out running an errand for them. he's also said if you felt like it; you could attend some of the classes here." Asum nodded. "how long will you be gone for?" Okan shrugged. "2 days. 3 tops. Now come over Savos will show us where we'll be staying." Asum nodded and stood up, but before leaving grabbed what was left of his slaughterfish and continued to eat it as they left the tower and moved through the courtyard.

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As they passed the great statue Okan smiled as Asum slowed slightly to look at it. Stepping through the door Asum felt his eyes widen slightly as he found them in another tower. Just in front of them set into the floor; a massive column of blue light illuminated the tower, and allowed them to see dozens of doors leading to private rooms. "come on Okan. Yours and Asum's rooms are on the second floor. Asum'd head cocked slightly. "rooms? We're gunna be in separate rooms?" Savos looked at him for a moment. "would you prefer to be in the same room?" Asum felt his scales flush and he found that he could no longer look at the dark elf's face. It took the aged elf only a moment to realize why the young argonian was acting this way. Climbing the stairs Savos began channeling his magic shaping it into the form of a…

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Opening the first door Savos swore at the top of his lungs as he barely avoided beng hit in the face by a flying book. Dozens of scamps raced around the room, pulling books from their shelves, throwing robes and other bits of clothing everywhere; and in the case of one scamp continuously jumped up and down on the bed undoing the carefully made sheets. Instantly Savos acted sending a wave of magic through the room and banishing the small imp like creatures back to oblivion. Turning he smiled somewhat sheepishly at Okan and Asum. "looks like now you will have to share a room. Sorry." Okan shrugged. "It's a tower full of mages. Accidents are bound to happen." But as Savos passed Okan the older argonian leaned in closer. "thank you." Savos smiled and lead them to another door. Pushing it open and stepping back. "this is where you'll be staying tonight. In the morning I'll have someone bring up some fresh clothes for you; aswell as a list of lectures and lessons that will be available. Goodnight."

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As Savos turned to leave Asum spoke. "wait. What if those things come back." It was not Savos who responded but Okan. "then they will know the tastes of my blade." Closing the door Okan turned and smiled as he watched the young argonian wrap the sheets around his shoulders. Chuckling slightly Okan spoke. "you look like one of those traveling priests who always shows up after you needed one." Asum smiled. "wonder what that would make you?" Okan shrugged and sat down next to Asum, who leaned over to rest his head on Okan's shoulder. "Guess it makes me the person who needs help." Before Asum could respond Okan pushed him gently so his back was against the bed. Leaning over him, Okan smiled. "oh priest you must help me. I seem to have some horrible ailment." Asum grinned. "What troubles you my good son?"

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Okan grinned; The youngling was enjoying this. "I seem to be having impure thoughts about a boy in the village. I want nothing more than to push him down and fuck him till neither of us can move." Again Okan grinned as he watched Asum's scales turn a slight pink. Leaning in closer Okan felt Asum shudder as Okan's warm breath whisper across the youngling's neck. "Please kind priest you must help me. Can you not feel how badly I'm suffering?" gripping Asum's wrist Okan guided it to his crotch hissing slightly as he felt Asum's fingers brush against his rapidly growing organ. "please sir. You must help me. I'm desperate."

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Asum grinned and pressed him palm firmly against Okan's crotch, enticing a moan from the older argonian. A moment later their lips met, Okan's rough scarred lips meeting Asum's soft lips. Asum felt Okan shift their bodies so when they broke apart Okan was on his back with Asum over him. "please priest. I need help." Okan's cock was fully grown now, and Asum could see the tip of it trying to break free from the hide armor that confined it. Leaning back Asum moved so he was in a crouching position. Reaching forward Asum undid the small bindings that held Okan's armor to his body. as the armor fell away Asum felt his heartbeat begin to race. Hooking his thumbs around Okan's waistband, Asum felt his heart skip a beat as he slowly began to pull the garment away, releasing Okan's now throbbing organ.

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Leaning forward Asum watched Okan's cock for a moment. He could literally see it throbbing with each heartbeat it would pulse growing and then shrinking back slightly. Leaning in still closer Asum let out a low breath across the head of Okan's cock. In response Okan let out a low moan. Growing slightly bolder Asum used his hands and cupped the bottom of Okan's balls listening to the moan the older argonian let out. the smell was intoxicating, a mixture of sweat and need. slowly Asum allowed his tongue to leave his mouth and run up the length of Okan's shaft. As Okan let out another moan Asum felt one of Okan's hands run through his head feathers. Growing still even bolder Asum again ran his tongue along Okan's shaft; earning him another moan. He began lapping at Okan's cock, running his tongue up the sides, making slurping sounds and enjoying the moans Okan gave him in response.

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Then in one motion Asum tilted Okan's cock slightly and took the organ into his mouth. Okan let out a louder moan and Asum paused for a moment as he felt Okan grip the base of one of his horns. Slowly he began to move, bobbing his head up and down tensing and then relaxing his lips, creating various levels of tightness. He could hear Okan above him, panting and groaning. Then all at once Asum felt Okan lean forward and grab hold of both horns on either side of his head. A moment later Asum gagged and coughed slightly as Okan pushed his head down forcing him to take all of Okan's cock into his mouth. He could feel Okan's cock throb once more before it began to swell. All at once Asum felt Okan's cock erupt, sending globs of warm salty cum down his throat. As Okan released his horns Asum pulled back still coughing as more globs of cum pelted his face giving it a warm yet sticky feeling.

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A second later Okan spoke. "sorry." Asum began wiping some of the cum off his face. "some warning would have been nice." In response Okan warpped his arms around Asum's waist and pulled his against his chest so he was straddling Okan's hips. Leaning forward Asum felt his eyes close out of reflex as Okan's tongue began lapping up the globs of cum that still clung to his face. As he did so Asum felt Okan's hands drift downward towards his cock. But he pushed those hands away. "Okan….i'm tired. Can we just sleep." Okan smiled. It was late and he could tell Asum really was tired and wasn't just shy. Pulling back the sheets of the bed Okan lay down and pulled Asum against his chest. They were both a sleep within minutes.

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Quaranir stopped walking as he became aware of something. Pulling out a small crystal from his pocket Quaranir frowned as he found the crystal burning bright red. Why was it doing that? It should only burn red when in the presence of an oblivion gate. And yet the moment he'd set foot into winterhold the crystal had burned.

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