Tiber looked over the stack of papers that was put in front of him. He sighed, "Is this for real?" Tiber asked with a sigh.
Albert nodded.
Tiber slumped on his throne, tossing the papers aside, "I need to address the people." He said softly.
"Right away sir." Albert said, walking to the front of the throne. His eyes glowed.
Tiber cleared his throat, "People of the New Empire of Tamriel. I took over our Empire with an iron fist, and then ruled over it with a velvet glove, no survivors of the rebellion face consequences for what they did, and I legalized the worship of all deities. My men have spread out into the world and either captured or killed dangerous creatures in the wilderness, in the past month since our unity, unnatural deaths have gone down. We have been working to upgrade security and health in all cities, ensuring that all basic needs are cared for. Which is why it pains me to say... Several members of Tsaesci have attacked Archon and destroyed the entire town, killing all of its inhabitants..." Tiber knit his fingers together, "We cannot allow this to stand. They step to us an inch, we knock them to the ground. This is our land!" Tiber stood, "This is our people! And we will not allow them to do this to us! We will take a stand! And we will destroy them!" Tiber screamed, "I will personally move out with a few of my elites, the remainder will be left here to take care of matters at home." Tiber finished softly. He nodded to Albert. Albert's eyes stopped glowing. Tiber stood, "Albert, let's go check on Yagrum. He should have had more time for things. We move out next week." Tiber said softly, patting him on the back.
Albert teleported them to Yagrum's forge. The underground had been all mined out from when he started the projects nearly 70 years ago.
"Yagrum, how's your mom?" Tiber asked.
Yagrum was working on some fine tuning for programming a machine, "She's really happy and really likes you. 'After 90 years of life, I finally get grandchildren!' She said. She was complaining about mister Camoran, but again, she really likes you, now that you're in charge." He looked over to Tiber, "But I think I can assume you aren't here to ask about my mother, or else you would have done it three weeks ago when I got back." He closed it up and the Aetherium Sphere mark II sprung up, doing three laps through the catacombs all carved out and coming back within a few seconds, "So, what can I do for you?" he asked. A sonic boom erupted around them and the Sphere turned back into it's spherical form.
"Well, that, and I need the sphere army again. I presume all the repairs and additions have been made?" Tiber asked.
"All? No. We have yet to run out of adamantium and Ebony, though we need to wait on some more Stalhrim. You're letting me build my army. I want to build it." Yagrum said with a cheery smile.
"Good, you're going to keep building it while we commit genocide on a species that dared show its ass in my kingdom." Tiber said, looking around at the manufacturing lines.
"Umm... Sir, what if they were just criminals?"
"Vampiric snakes sacked one of my towns and you're asking me for justification for killing all the vampiric lizards?" Tiber asked.
"Fair point sir. Oh, and about the other matter you asked for." Yagrum walked over to a desk in a far corner, four helmets of mixed metal and enchantment sat on display. He pointed to them each in turn, "Nehdir, Seleykui, Vulzeymah, Strun. I assume you'll want to use Nehdir because it prevents you from being assassinated by poison and disease, you'll be unable to drown, etc. Suleykui and Strun are masks that enhance magick, Suleykui enhances all magick, and Strun does elemental things, and finally Vulzeymah, which I assume will be used by Khaj." He bowed to Tiber and walked away to go back to his work. Tiber picked up Nehdir, it was large and thick, and gray of color. It no longer resembled a dragon mask, having larger eye holes nor engravings. It was entirely smooth with no hole for a mouth, due to producing its own air, unlike the counterparts, and it was rounded, fitted snugly to Tiber's skull.
Putting it on, he turned to Yagrum, "So, you have a mold of my head somewhere, yeah?" his voice came out of the mask, made different by an additional enchantment. Yagrum nodded, "Of course... Albert..." Yagrum nodded again. Tiber picked up the others, "Well, I will be bringing these to those who come with me." Tiber said softly, he tossed Suleykui to Albert, "Let's go get the others."