Hello again my beloved readers! Today, I have another chapter of "Beware, Beware the DragonArc Comes"! But first, I would like to acknowledge some reviews!

First off, thank you for the review vowellka! I can promise you that the next story I update will be "The Lone Courier". And thank you for your faith in me, I will try to live up to your expectations!

Eye of Sauron, you're not that far off with my plans for Nora and Sheogorath. I guarantee you that the two will meet. Ren will have her hands full when that happens and Jaune will have a blast. (By the way, I love your user-name!)

Now for the big response... (Whew boy...)

To Imaginary Guy117, the answer is undoubtedly yes. There are going to be multiple reocurring themes throughout my stories. Such as Pervy Blake, faunus Ruby (I personally love the idea of a wolf faunus Ruby, the only reason why she's not a faunus in "Hunters of the Light" is because I simply forgot to put her in as one.) the "I LOVE JAUNE ARC FAN-CLUB" (with varying members, this is mainly a background theme that will occasionally impact the chapter/story), and genderbending! Ren will be genderbent nearly all the time. On the rare occasion I may opt not to genderbend the character if it suits my needs. The reason as to why I genderbend some characters is so I can include them a bit more when the need arises. The focus is the Harem for the Powerful!Jaune, if a character is not in the harem, he/she will see a LOT less screentime. Probably. One reocurring theme that will appear in some fics but not others will be at least one yandere in the story. If there is no yandere, then expect at least one yandere moment. This/these moment(s)/character(s) can come from anywhere and be anyone. Like Neo,Pyrrha, Yang, or Blake. These four will be the most common yandere perpetrators. Also, another reocurring theme will be at least one character/group that is damn near religiously fanatically loyal to Jaune. If not outright religiously fanatical. Like Neo's merry little band in my Star Wars X RWBY crossover, "Hunters of the Light". Another theme is that Crocea Mors will make appearances as a supernatural or uniquely powerful artifact! Sometimes, it may not be the same sword. This story is a prime example of Crocea Mors showing up in some form or fashion, yet it is not the same sword we remember from a different fic or from canon. Which now leads us on to the story...

DISCLAIMER IN CHAPTER 1!

The flight towards Beacon was a quiet and awkward one. At first. After several minutes of Jaune scanning the VTOL, trying to understand how it worked, one of the security team's members spoke up. "Jaune, was it? I'm Franciose, but you can call me Frank. What's it like, back in Skyrim?" Finally! The silence was beginning to grate on Jaune's nerves. This was a chance to remove any awkardness! To Glynda, this was a chance to glean more information off of the stranger and verify wether or not he was truly a threat.

"Skyrim? Well, for starters, it's very cold and beautiful there. Recently, we just got out of a civil war..." Jaune answered. "A civil war? What for?" Asked Glynda. "A lot of things, religious freedom was the biggest issue. You see, Skyrim is a part of an Empire based in Cyrodill. We're the province where the Empire began. The war started because the Empire, weakend from a war with the Aldemeri Dominion, signed a treaty with them to ban the worship of Talos. A Jarl, by the name of Ulfric Stormcloak murdered Skyrim's High King Torygg. Torygg supported the treaty while Ulfric did not. As a result, Skyrim exploded into civil war. Half of it supported the Empire, while the other half joined Ulfric." Empire? Talos? Jarls? High Kings? Aldemeri Dominion? Was Jaune from a continent unexplored by the Four Kingdoms?

The pilot asked the next question. "What's the Aldemeri Dominion?" Jaune's face clearly scrounged up into one of the most hateful scowls Glynda had ever seen. "Murderers, racial superioritists, scum... They did not care for the worship of Talos since he's the Hero God of Mankind. When they learn that somebody questions they're beliefs, they come and take them away for torture and executions. Anybody who isn't of their kind are immediately looked down upon as vermin and somebody to walk all over. Thank the Gods they are all gone now. They're race is still around and they've got good people, I'm talking about the Dominion itself is gone." Interesting, how could something that can rival an empire be wiped out so suddenly? Genocide was out of the question, Jaune admitted that the Dominion's race still existed, just not the Dominion itself.

"How so? By the way, the name's Jenny." Now Jaune's face had turned into a grimace. "My College got involved because of a discovery I made and the Dominion's thug, Ancono decided he would use my discovery for his own benefit. I killed him for it because if he continued his misuse of the artifact, it would have destroyed all of Winterhold. When news of my killing of him came to the powers that be, the Dominion declared war on my college by capturing and executing my fiancee and family. They were unprepared to face me and my college's full wrath. It was then I became involved in the war." Jaune purposely left out the fact that the artifact could have destroyed his entire world. That would have been a bit much for his audience.

This was a shocker, Jaune is a war veteran? And at such a young age. "I'm sorry... I didn't mean to bring up any bad memories..." Jenny apologized. "Don't worry about it, you had no way of knowing, it was only natural for you to be curious. No harm done." Jaune calmly responded. "So you decided to join the rebels? I'm Matrim Cauthon. Friends call me Mat." One of the other Security teammates asked. "Not exactly," Jaune answered, "I gathered a few friends and brought the Empire and The Stormcloaks to an understanding and together we took down the Thalmor. The Aldemeri Dominion's military force and thus, the Dominion itself. The penalty for treason against the Empire is death. Instead of having Ulfric executed, I made a case for him to live, that he was acting in his people's and the Empire's best interests by attempting secession so he may fight the Thalmor. Instead of an execution, he was placed under my command within our new military. He never did make it to High King, and neither did his competitor, Jarl Elisif, the widow of Torygg. It was I who decided who would be Skyrim's next High King after the Skyrim-Dominion War. I chose the Jarl of Whiterun to be High King. Jarl Balgruuf the Greater."

"Why? Why place so much control in your hands at such a young age?" Mat asked. "Simple, I proved to be one of the greatest military geniuses alive within the Empire. That, and I'm not just a teacher in the College of Winterhold, I'm the headmaster." WHAT!? He's a headmaster!? "I'm sorry Mr. Arc, but I think I'm hearing things, did you just say you are your college's headmaster?" Glynda explained. "Yes, I did. Ancono killed our last headmaster, and for the short duration I was there, the headmaster at the time placed a lot of trust in me. Savos Aren was his name. A wise and powerful Dunmer. I... Looked up to him... Apparently, he saw me as his heir..."

"What's a Dunmer? Is that what you call Faunus?" Asked Frank. "Sorry, I'm not sure what a Faunus is. A Dunmer looks like a human with dark grey skin and pointed ears. What does a Faunus look like?" Jaune answered. He avoided esing the term 'elf', considering that he was in a new world, they may have different terminology for different races. Or, they may only have a few races that may not include elves. That would immediately point him out as either a liar, crazy, or, if they believe him, not from their world. He had no idea how much of their world was explored, so he had to play it safe.

Glynda was the one to answer Jaune. Strangely enough, the more he spoke, the more inclined she was to believe him! He recounted everything in too much detail for all of this to be mere fabrication. And looking at her present company, they believed him as well. "Faunus are humans with the characteristics of an animal, like a cat, they have senses far superior to any human. Unfortunately, they are subject to discrimination..." She explained. "Some things never change..." Jaune sighed. "Many Stormcloaks discriminated against anybody who wasn't a Nord. Their philosophy was if you're not with them, you were against them. Nords are a hardy and fair-haired people, native to Skyrim. Very resistant to the cold. They value honor, strength, courage, and prowess in battle. The only times you weren't discriminated against were when you openly supported them, or you were a Nord. I'm half Nord. My father was one. My mother, was a Breton. A race of humans who are more academic than Nords."

"Anyways, we have Khajiit and Argonians. Khajiit are cat-like people, while Argonians are lizard-like. A few of my friends were from these races. J'Zargo and Inigo... Good friends, both of them..." Jaune continued, now that he thought about it, he didn't have that many Argonian friends. Just one really, Derkeethus is a nice enough fellow, not terribly handy in the fights Jaune gets into though... I should pay him a visit next time I'm in Darkwater Crossing...

"So where were we? Oh yes, Balgruuf, I chose him as High King because he was mostly neutral during the Civil War. He put more faith in his people than in either side. He wasn't playing poster boy/girl and genuinely cared for his people. Oh man, when I said I supported him for High King... The look on his face was priceless. He had no idea I had so much faith in him." Jaune was grinning now. "Oh I'll never forget that day."

TIMESKIP BROUGHT TO YOU BY CHIBI JAUNE WEARING THE GARRETT THIEF ARMOR (I like it.) WAVING GOODBYE TO THE VTOL WHILE STANDING NEXT TO CHIBI GLYNDA AND OZPIN

"So, Mr. Arc, I overheard your entire conversation with everyone on the VTOL..." Ozpin began. Ozpin, Jaune, and Glynda were all in Ozpin's office in Beacon. "I believe it is safe to assume that you aren't of this world." Glynda looked at the two men in shock. Jaune simply smirked, "Glad to see somebody got the hint. By the way, this black hot drink... It's bitter..." Ozpin nodded, yes coffee is bitter. "I like it," Jaune finished. "Good, good..." Ozpin continued to nod his head. "Waitwaitwaitwaitdon't!" Jaune had thrown the coffee mug down to the floor whilst saying "Another!" Needless to say, it was a false alarm when Jaune revealed a glowing hand with the mug floating in the air. Covered in the same glow. Ozpin glared at the teen, whose only reply was a devious smirk. "That, is one of my favorite mugs... Mr. Arc... Please be careful with it."

"Of course, sorry about that... It's a custom back home when somebody likes a drink, they throw the container onto the ground. It's a compliment. I was aware that the mug was fragile, like pottery, so I had this handy little spell prepared. I'd prefer to avoid making messes." Jaune replied, the smile still present on his face. "Now where were we? Oh yes, I'm from another world! That is correct, don't worry, I'm not here to invade you guys, I'm here for fun!" Glynda and Ozpin looked at the boy incredulously. For fun? Before they could question him further, Jaune continued. "Well, I shouldn't strictly say that, fun is my primary reason. I got bored back in Skyrim. So I came here in search of new challenges. And for knowledge, I am a scholar, after all. This is one of the first successful trips to another world I have ever heard of. Most of them are trips to the planes of Oblivion. This world is very similar to Mundus, except the whole ordeal with those Black Shadow Beasts. Grimm, you called them? Fascinating creatures, very territorial... I'm rambling aren't I?" Ozpin allowed a small smile to grace his lips, "You were beginning to. What are these 'Planes of Oblivion' you mentioned?" Jaune raised an eyebrow. "Tell me Ozpin, are you familiar with Daedra?"

TIME SKIP BROUGHT TO YOU BY CHIBI OZPIN BEING BEATEN BY CHIBI OZPIN IN A GAME OF CHESS

It had been three days since Jaune's meeting with Ozpin. And Jaune would like to believe that the results were mutually beneficial. The two had an agreement in place where Jaune may not only stay at Beacon, but enroll as a student. As it turns out, he's just as old as the first years here, what a coincidnce! This would allow Jaune the chance to learn more about Remnant and experience new things with little to no hinderances. In return, Ozpin recieved a new and powerful ally who could decide the fate of Ozpin's entire war with his enemy. A shame that Ozpin neglected to inform the name of their enemy, but hey, what can you do? Jaune will find out eventually. He always did.

But none of that mattered right now, Jaune was too busy being fascinated by this strange and small little wolf-eared and tailed red girl. Her silver eyes were quite interesting, yes, but he was far more interested in her mannerisms. Very canine. Jaune had found her laying down and bewildered. He found her name to be Ruby, she appears to be rather hyper-active. I wonder what would happen if I gave her a sweetroll? He was broken out of his thoughts when she spoke up. "Sooo... I have this thing..." And with that, she withdrew a giant, red, mechanical scythe. Once again Jaune was reminded of the fact that the Dwemer had nothing on the people of Remnant. "Whoa, easy there! Is that a scythe?" Jaune asked, he knew it looked like one, he was mostly asking if it was still a scythe with all that machinery. "It's also a high-impact customizable sniper-rifle!" Ruby explained while she lovingly stroked her weapon. "A what?" Jaune was clueless as to what she said. "It's also a gun." She answered. "Okay, what's a gun? I'm from pretty far away. Is it like a bow?" Jaune asked. Ruby's red-tipped black wolf ears flattened and she adopted a look of horror upon her face. "You don't know what a gun is!?" She cried, the shock from this nearly caused her to faint. So far, he had been pretty much a perfect match for her! He was charming, funny, and cute!

"Nope," was Jaune's calm reply. Ruby took a deep breath and rapidly began explaining what a gun was. That... Was far more information than he anticipated. But, he learned something new. Now that Jaune was made aware of the existence of guns, he had mixed feelings about them. With a gun, a common civilian, who would otherwise have no means of effectivley protecting themselves, would now be able to take down a highly trained and or skilled warrior with minimal effort. And that's where his feelings came into play. On one hand, better home defense against invaders. On the other hand, it would make fights far more predictable and or easy. In his eyes, victory should be earned, not handed over. Even crossbows, the easiest weapons he had ever weilded required some skill. Well, these people have found a way to make use of more traditional forms of combat, so maybe it wasn't a total lost cause.

Jaune was broken out of his thoughts again when Ruby was forced to repeat herself. "Hello? Jaune? You there?" Jaune shook his head, "Sorry, just processing the info. You were saying?" Ruby giggled. "As I was saying, since I showed you my baby, Crescent Rose, why don't you show me yours?" His weapon? Hmm... Which one? Eh, what's the worst that could happen? "Okay, this is my best weapon. The legendary Dragonspear!" And with that, Jaune reached over his shoulder and drew a longsword that could be wielded with one or two hands. A golden dragon's head took shape as the weapon's hilt as flame like patterns traveled up the blade from the aforementioned hilt. Ruby was in awe of the majestic sword. It was the most beautiful sword she had ever seen! And as she looked more closely, she could almost make out a faint orange-ish gold glow.

"Wow! This... This... Is the most amazing sword I've ever seen! That edge! It looks so sharp that-" Before she could finish, Jaune had sheathed the weapon on his back and finished her sentence. "That you could cut yourself simply by looking at it? If your not careful, that can happen. It needs to be that sharp, otherwise, it wouldn't be that legendary would it?" Ruby shook herself out of her stupor. "Wait, you're not kidding when you said that, were you?" Jaune nodded, "You're right, I'm not kidding. This sword is a legendary weapon where I come from. It's pretty much indestructable as well as sharp enough to cut through almost anything! It was said to be used in ancient times by warriors deemed worthy enough by the Gods themselves. It was forged using Dragon-Fire and Skyforge Steel." Jaune neglected to inform Ruby that the sword would revert to its original form whenever Jaune dies. That form being the formidable yet far inferior Crocea Mors. A plain looking arming sword that surpassed the quality of Skyforge Steel, and was much lighter. The sword would have to be rebroken and used in a ritual-puzzle to restore it to its full strength in the form of Dragonspear. The whole process was a test to determine one's worthiness. Crocea Mors had been in Jaune's family for generations and he had no idea what would happen when he repaired the weapon. He just wanted a reliable sword that he felt comfortable with again. The likes of Dawnbreaker simply didn't cut it for him.

Jaune also opted not to share the tiny detail that whatever he struck with the sword would be most likely set ablaze via Dragon-Fire. And that he further enchanted the weapon with life-stealing and the Dragonbane enchantments. Yeah... He may have went overboard with the weapon... But it fit him way better than Crocea Mors did, and it felt better since it was infused with Jaune's Thu'um and Magicka. As a result, the weapon had an unlimited charge.

"Where did you say you were from again?" Ruby asked. "I never told you, I'm from Skyrim. It's pretty far away from here. Maybe I can take you there or a visit. I think I know somebody who you would get along great with, Eorlund Graymane. He's the Skyforge's blacksmith and he makes all the weapons for the Companions. One of our versions of Huntsman." Ruby's eyes lit up like stars and she chibified for the second the second time that day, "REALLY! That would be so cool! Thank you Jaune!" Jaune only chuckled in response, I think I'm going to like her...

TIMESKIP BROUGHT TO YOU BY CHIBI WOLF-FAUNUS RUBY PLAYING WITH CHIBI ZWEI

"Oh no! It's happening again!" Ruby cried as she lept into her older buxom, blonde sister Yang Xiao Long. The crabby white themed rich girl had made a reappearance to yell at poor Ruby even more. Eventually, Ruby tried to make amends and suggest that the two start over, only for Weiss to sarcastically reply. "Oh yeah! We can paint our nails, go shopping, and talk about cute boys like tall, dark, blonde, and scraggly..." Ruby, completely oblivious to Weiss's sarcasm, responded. "Oh good! Glad I'm not the only one to think so! First off his name's Jaune! He's from this place outside the Four Kingdoms called Skyrim! It's pretty cold up there but he doesn't mind!" Yang was simply taking note of the boy, yep. That's the one she caught hanging out with Ruby earlier. And Yang silently agreed with her younger sister, Jaune is pretty good looking. Being somebody who worked out a lot to maintain a perfect figure and remain strong enough to beat the ever living daylights out of almost anybody who crosses her, Yang is very good at gauging someone's physical body and ability simply by looking at them. Immediately upon getting a better look at the blonde and hooded boy, she could tell that while he was lean, he's almost pure muscle. But could he keep up with likes of her? Probably not. Not many could. He's got speed/strategy look about him. Not the look of a brawler. Still, there was something about him. Just by looking at him, she felt something resonate within her soul. Wait, was this her 'gift' kicking in? Only one way to find out. Either way, she knows he is very powerful in his own right and dangerous.

"Wait did you say he's from outside the Four KIngdoms?" Weiss asked, forgetting about her earlier sarcasm, this Jaune was now quite interesting. And now that she was looking at him, she could agree, that he is indeed rather attractive. Judging by his appearance and equipment, he was very well connected in wherever 'Skyrim' is. His apparel, while giving off a worn appearance, was obviously well crafted. And by his sword alone, she could tell he was either very skilled, or very important. Possibly both. Despite it not having any clear indicators of it being more than a simple sword, it was obviously made with a quality that made Weiss's Myrtenaster look like a peice of tinfoil. What? As a Schnee, she was very well accustomed to taking notice of quality when she saw it. And everything about him screamed hidden quality. He was merely pretending to be of lower standing than he really is. Perhaps a banished Prince? Or maybe an envoy sent by a new country to evaluate potential allies and make a fifth Kingdom? Who knows, but it was clear to Weiss, he was due proper respect. Especially if he was a person of influence outside the Four Kingdoms.

"Yep! That's what I said! He's from Skyrim! I bet it's really beautiful there! And if Jaune's Dragonspear was anything to go by, they put a lot of effort into their weapons! They have to since they don't have any Dust up there..." WHAT!? They don't have Dust in Skyrim? Then how do they survive? Unless, they are far tougher and more resilient than the people of the Four Kingdoms, then despite the quality of their weapons, they would have been destroyed by the Grimm. These knews shocked Weiss to the core. He had no Dust, yet here he was... How did he make his way to Beacon and get in? If he was here, surely there were more that came here from his homeland, right? She and Yang looked around, searching for anybody else who appeared to match Jaune's cultural style. No such luck. And before Ruby could drag the other two girls to meet her new friend, Ozpin began his speech.

TIMESKIP BROUGHT TO YOU BY CHIBI OZPIN GIVING A SPEECH TO A CROWD OF PEOPLE

"So, Ruby, are you going to introduce us to him? Or are you just going to keep him all to yourself?" Asked Yang, Ruby had been dreading this. Yang made no effort to hide her attraction to the mysterious outsider. Which was actually out of charcter for Yang, most of the time, she let the boys attempt the first move and then break their hearts after a day or so after evaluating whether or not they were actually 'worthy'. Nobody ever was. Jaune was the first boy Ruby had ever seen her sister actually show any real attraction. How could she tell? SImple, Yang's eyes had taken a slightly red tint. Not the full blood red they typically took whenever Yang was riled up. Just a hint of red in her lilac eyes. Typically, Yang would have a mischevious glint in her eye whenever there was a boy involved. This slight change is what tipped Ruby off about her sister's intentions. And it frightened her. What if she managed to steal Jaune away from Ruby before she even had a chance with him?

Yes, Ruby may be two years younger than all the other first years, but she was more mature and knowledgeable than she let on. That, and she's a faunus, which means she's got her... needs... Jaune was the first boy she ever interacted with that she felt she could actually picture herself with! And Yang might take him away from her! Knowing that if she opted to not introduce Yang and Weiss to the handsome blonde human, they'd eventually get to meet him sooner or later. Might as well get it over with.

MEANWHILE

She couldn't believe it! He chose to sit here against the wall by her! She, who was unworthy of his greatness. Yet his divine self had chosen to place himself here! She was ecstatic! This was even better than watching him from a distance as he interacted with the young wolf faunus that she had come across that had run afoul with that Schnee. The whole time, she had been reading her book, she had been secretly watching her Lord as she was doing so right now. But the closer he was, the harder it was for her to contain herself.

And now here he was, casually sitting next to her reading a book of his own. Should she say something? Or should she simply let this happen? He obviously is trying to appear like a normal human. Funny, many of her kind had been devout followers of Him in the Menagarie and some in the White Fang even worshipped him. So why bare the guise of a human? An answer came to her mind. It made perfect sense he wanted to gain the human race's trust and squash any internal fighting that would arise within the faunus. If he appeared a faunus of any kind, the human race would not take him seriously. And, if he took form of any kind of faunus, whatever kind he chose would hold themselves over their bretheren, claiming themselves as the superior breed since their Lord had chosen their specific type. In the form of a human, her Lord would avoid such petty squabbles and force the human race to acknowledge Him. She was brought out of her thoughts at a voice. His voice. A voice that could decimate armies. The voice that could tear down mountains. The voice that could bend the laws of reality to his will. It was controlled, of course. If he felt like it, he could destroy everyone here with but a single word.

"So, you don't mind me sitting here, right? It's just nice and quiet over here so I can read in peace like you are doing. If you want, I could always find somewhere else to read..." How kind! Just like in the stories, her Lord would always allow those around him to choose. It would be a cold day in Hell when she denied Him of anything or knowingly and willingly cause him any trouble. For all that he has done in the stories and what he will do in the Prophecies, she would do anything for Him. She was His to command. Of course, he was still playing the part of a mortal, so he must expect her to treat him as an equal. In public at least.

"Hm? What? No, it's fine! What are you reading?" Most likely a divine tome, of some ancient and powerful knowledge. Knowledge that if one such as her read it, she would be driven mad or destroyed. "Oh, just a book from my homeland, its about an ancient and long gone race known as the Dwemer, or Dwarves as many call them. I've read it before, I've just got nothing better to do. What about you, miss..." Her Lord trailed off. Oh? So he wants a full mortal experience? Very well, she shall play along, He cannot fool her. She saw Him a few nights ago riding upon a dragon over the Emerald Forest. He can pretend to be human, but she knew better. He may have the others fooled, but she knows who and what He truly is.

"Blake Belladonna, mine's about a man with the soul that has the power to consume the power of dragons and grow stronger. Faal Dovahkiin..." His eyes widened, Blake chose this book for it is about Him after all. He should recognize the Holy Language. "The Dragonborn..." He whispered. Blake allowed a grin to appear on her face, he recognized it immediately, anybody who was not her Lord would have either not understood the meaning of the title, or would have had to take a moment for it to register. Even her grandmother, the Dragonborn's forty-third High Priestess, who was the most well-versed mortal in all of Remnant in Dragonspeech had too take her time for even the simplest of Words. They were nearly incomprhensible to a mortal.

About two and a half thousand years ago, one of Blake's ancestors, Gato Morhil, recieved a vision of a warrior doing battle in the celestial heavens against a great black dragon. Gato had learned the names of these two titans of great power. Alduin, the World-Eater, a Fallen-God a dragon that can devour the souls of mortals to grow in power and eventually devour the world. And the holy and divine warrior, who used Alduin's power against him, Jaune Arc. His holy name was only spoken amongst Blake's family for reverance. And for fear that more crude believers would start taking His name in vain. After her ancestor witnessed Alduin's defeat from the power of Jaune's Thu'um, and Jaune's devouring of Alduin's power, he recieved more visions. Eventually, Gato realized that he had born witness to the future of another world. After he had witnessed his new God's life story in his own world, Gato bore witness to Jaune's future endeavors. Jaune would one day come to Remnant and banish the evil that was the Grimm and bring them to a new world of peace. He shared his visions with his family and village, eventually, the new religion grew and took a name. Zulism. Or, in common mortal tongue, Voicism. A small religion, and not very well known. Most people don't put much stock in faith anymore. Still, it's there, and Blake was a huge believer.

"It's okay, I won't say anything, you're secret is safe with me... Dii Drog..." Okay, this girl has officially creeped Jaune out. She apparently believes him to be a God. Technically, she's not wrong. As he is right now, he's only a demi-god. Now if he could access the full power of Alduin, however, then he could consider himself a full fledged God. She's gonna cause me trouble, isn't she? But how does she know about me? Ozpin said he knew nothing about my world! And he's supposed to be the most knowledgeable loremaster of this world! What in Oblivion is going on!?

AAANNNNDDDD CHAPTER!

Whew boy, this took me longer than I would have liked. My computer's an asshole sometimes. Anyways, Jaune's met Ozpin, Ruby, and Blake... Yang and Ruby already have a thing for him, and it looks like Blake and Weiss do too. Except you can add that Blake's also got a religious attachement towards Jaune. Yep, I went there! Blake is now very religious in this story! Perhaps a few other characters may be as well. Maybe Blake will attempt to convert others *Cough* the rest of the harem *Cough*. And yes, Blake is still going to be a pervert. Just a religious one that's probably going to try to arrange reverse gangbangs for Jaune's 'glory' between the girls, herself, and Jaune himself.

Aside from that, Jaune's default outfit is the Garrett Thief Armor. It's from a mod I found, and I really like the look. So that's what Jaune normally wears unless stated otherwise. And like I said earlier, Crocea Mors would be here, just different. It is now Dragonspear. A sword mod that I really liked.