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Tyson and Xana were walking through the forest without their troops, they didn't need them for this. Xana saw the buildings up ahead and spead up the pace.

"There it is, up ahead." As they approached they saw the girl walk to them, having detected them easily like before, she didn't try to cast a spell this time though as she must of knew it would be useless by now.

"Why are you back here? I thought you would leave us alone." She actually looked kind of angry, in a cute way. Tyson raised his hands in peace to calm her down.

"We are just here to tell you that the Reconquista are going to try and torch this place to the ground, having learned you are an elf. Mathilda has asked us to take you and the kids away to a safer place." A little lie to get her to comply, she looked at them in suspicion.

"Why would she do that, she knows I can just make the memory of wanting to come here go away." Xana was intrigued, mind magic, Xana hadn't thought it existed in this realm.

"They have, uh, enchanted hoods that will negate the effects. Besides, don't you want those kids to be safe?" She glared at Xana for that low blow but turned and looked at the kids who were watching from the window of the cabins, and looked back, sighed and nodded.

"Fine then, but if you hurt them in any way I'll, I'll, well I'll do something bad alright." She said with an attempt at a stern face.

"We are just going to bring you our city, it will be just a for a few days and if you like it there, you can stay." The girl seemed a bit more at ease.

"Ok then, my name is Tiffania Westwood."

Siesta wandered through the marketplace, there was so many strange things for sale, most of them being made from that dwemerite stuff, there was even a device that washed clothes with a Fuel crystal powered steam motor that would rotate a drum that would fill with soapy water and clothes, she glared at the machine that would have been so useful before.

She continued looking around, there was so many things that made life easier without using magic. She saw lot of posters that advertised joining the rebellion, if she joined she could learn lots of different magics, but there was another choice. There was a low cost school for everyone, it was primarily for children but many of the older people were enrolling, it cost little and taught people many things like how to make machines, repair things, read and write, basic maths, use the less combative magics, healing, etc.

She had entered the school to be taught how to heal, having already learned how to read and write, using the extra money she had earned from her former job.

Tyson wasn't alone in his giant workshop anymore, he now had many other skilled inventors and engineers with him now working on many things, he had two inventor divisions, the civilian and the military. He was working in the military division most of the time and was currently discussing something with a man by the name of Richard Gatling, he had proposed an idea for a gun that would shoot many bullets one after the other with a hand cranked belt feeding mechanism, Tyson was very intrigued and they tried it out.

The first prototype was a spectacular failure, the ammo belt, getting caught and all of the gunpowder in the rounds exploding one after the other.

The second one worked somewhat but over-heated the barrel so much that it melted a bit an made shrapnel fly everywhere.

The third one Tyson and Richard added a rotating set of three barrels to the gun, the barrel rotator connected to the same hand-crank as the belt feeder, this one was good but it could be much better.

With the fourth one the tracks for the barrels were upgraded and they eventually ended up with nine rotating barrels (it looks like a larger version of a civil war Gatling gun) Tyson then remade it out of dwemerite and named it after his coworker, the Gatling gun.

He was having two of these implemented to the decks of every ship they had, with the newer ships having them inside towards the front just beneath the forward cannons with large circular open windows for them to aim all around, weakening the defense in the front but adding so much offence that it was so worth it. The added moral to the troops when they saw the iconic looking guns helped too.

Irukukwu was currently hunting for deer, she was in her human form and sneaking in the trees, she had learned how to step just the right way that her armor wouldn't make any noise.

She saw a fawn wandering through the forest lost, confused, and defenseless. Irukukwu pounced on the unsuspecting baby deer, gnawing at her neck with her dragonish teeth that she could make appear when she wanted, the fawn died and she ate until she was full.

When Irukukwu got back to the city, she looked around for anything interesting. She eventually spotted something in a stall, it was a Dovah claw that the seller said he had found in the forest after a bright green light had flashed, she bought it with some difficulty as she had never used money before, but the seller was patient as he knew she was the personal servant of Tyson. She brought it back to Tyson and relayed the story to him.

"Well, this is interesting, it appears that these portals between worlds aren't all that uncommon after all, I will need to have Xana investigate this as she knows more about these kind of things.

Xana was looking through the history books from libraries in cities they had conquered, looking for any mention of items or animals just appearing out of nowhere, there was quite a few accounts of these actually, the problem was that most of the books just put the reason as magic and nothing else, it frustrated her to no end how daft these nobles were, not questioning anything and just taking it at face value.

She had heard rumors about the Staff of Destruction appearing in this way, so she went to the cell that held Foquet/Mathilda to get some answers.

Mathilda was huddled up in the corner of her cell, it was made in a triangle shape with a ceiling that went from her corner to the top of the bars for some strange reason so there was only one corner that wasn't made of even colder metal bars. She was shivering and trying to keep her body heat up. she had been trying to find any weaknesses in the cell or any way to get out, but she couldn't find any, there wasn't even a lock to pick as the bars to her cell were the door, they moved up and down themselves like spears, she didn't even have anything to pick any locks with anyway as she had nothing, not even underwear.

Her head perked up as she heard someone coming, it was the blue elf-woman from before, this close she could see the armor that she wore, it was like nothing she had ever seen. She knelt down by her cell and looked into Mathilda's eyes.

"I want to know what you know about the Staff of Destruction." Mathilda was surprised,they had been questioning her on the Reconquista until now, anyway she didn't have anything else to lose but to have more pain inflicted, so she told her everything.

"Its supposed to have the power to kill a fire dragon in one hit, although I don't know how, it doesn't even look like a staff, more like a green tube. I couldn't figure out how it worked either." The woman seemed to be thinking about something with deep concentration.

"Do you know where it is now?"

"Yes, it is being held in Fort Davies" The woman seemed surprised at that for some reason, she then just left without a word.

'Fort Davies? But we already captured that place, although we didn't exactly look very deep having sealed off the basement as it wasn't going to be any use and it was a security problem to keep it unsealed.' She went to the air-docks to get a ship to take her to the fort.

When the cement wall that sealed the basement off was torn down, Xana immediately noticed five rotting corpses in lightly rusted armor next to it inside, oops, it seemed they missed some soldiers.

She traveled down until she came to a large vault door, made of enchanted wood with a complicated lock, she just shouted the door down and walked in, there was many things from Nirn in the room, she even found her lost novice staff, but there were many strange things that she had never seen before too, like guns that were more advanced than theirs but made of steel, various degrees of technology was strewn about and she saw the staff from Foquet's description, it definitely wasn't a staff.

She walked back out and had some stationed soldiers gather everything from the vault and load it onto the ship, Tyson would want to see these.

When Tyson had got the guns and technology, he had given them a quick look but had not dug much deeper, he said it would be cheating, or something along those lines, personally Xana thought it was because he wanted his inventions to be his and not anyone else's.

Tyson had determined that the Staff of destruction wasn't magical at all, it wasn't even the real weapon, the real one was the object inside, like a bomb but self propelled like a firework.

Xana had after that confirmation trained some people who would train the basic recruits for her, they would train them until they saw fit to send them to what ever class training worked best for them.(so many trains)

Siesta had quickly rose to the top in school in a couple weeks and was asked to join the military healers, she accepted after many many many requests and was taught hand-to-hand combat for self defence, when she was done she was stronger than most bodybuilders while still looking just very toned, she rose to Head Healer in just one month of service.

She now wore an unbuckled white Trenchcoat with a high collar that covered her cheeks, she had a large red X on her back, she also had a white miniskirt and a thin elven chestplate and backplate underneath, her midrift bare, she wore thigh-high white high-heel boots. A void pouch was strapped to her belt holding scalpals and potions and things. White surgical gloves were always seen on her hands.

Serving in the military had brought out the sadistic side of her that had been hidden by working under the nobility, although she was incredibly nice and sweet and adorable, perhaps even submissive to the Cleansing Fire troops, any enemy soldiers that had snuck into the healer tents in battles were either sent flying by kick or fist, or horribly maimed, sometimes left with scalpels still in the bodies, that's why you don't bother an army healer.

The ships were now all outfitted with the Gatling guns, the gunners on board looking excited to test them out in a battle, so Tyson had ordered a continuing air attack on the Fleet that was gathered around Londinium, they were going to use gun and run tactics, to weaken and annoy the Reconquista fleet until they could march on Londinium in full.

While the Cleansing fire fleet was getting ready to go, Tiffania was wandering through the city, she was very confused by the stares she was getting, they weren't glares of hate like she had gotten whenever humans had decided not to try and kill her, these ones were like they had seen something amazing, but she knew that couldn't be true, she wasn't very pretty (... girl, you have some issues, I might have to use author powers just to make you see the obvious truth)

She went back to the building that had been made for her and the kids, it was a very big building and had the word Orphanage in bit letters over the decorative metal doors, the décor was quite a bit different than the other new buildings she had seen, much less plain and the stone and metal decorated with carvings of animals, magic and mundane, it even had a very soft carpet floor, the building was full of many things that children liked, things that she had never been able to get them like plushies and other toys. She liked the fact that the children liked the new place, but she had to see Big-sis Mathilda before she got too comfortable. Although she did like the title of Matron Tiffa.

Tyson was walking down the long corridors of the prison, plain but sturdy clothes in hand as he passed the quiet cells, they weren't empty, just the prisoners knew not to make a fuss by now or they will be punished severely. He stopped in front of Mathilda's cell and threw her the clothes.

"Get dressed, you have a visitor." The woman was confused, who would visit her? Her eyes widened as she looked at the mer in shock, he nodded and a few tears came to Mathilda's eyes.

"Tiffa..." She got dressed as fast as she could, trying to work out the kinks from sleeping on cold stone for days, Tyson pulled the lever that was out of reach of the cells as they were spread ten feet apart, making the building expensive but more secure, when he did that the bars to her cell lowered into the ground, she notice the wicked points and barbes on the ends of them go under the floor, now the cell just looked like an empty triangular alcove. She followed the mer with careful steps, her muscles stiff.

When they got to the room he was going towards he opened the door and waited for the woman on duty to finish checking for weapons, can't be too careful and they walked through the next door when finished into a room with a comfortable looking chair that was in front of a barred window with her sister behind it. Mathilda ran to her and hugged her tightly through the bars.

"Oh Tiffa, I missed you so much! I'm sorry I couldn't visit you, I got caught you see, and and I-"Tiffania placed her finger on Mathilda's lips and just smiled sadly.

"Don't be sorry Mattie, you were caught by someone who was much stronger than you, it's not your fault, anyway it'll be sad that I can't see you very often, but I can wait for your release." Mathilda spun around in shock and looked at Tyson for confirmation.

"Yes, you will be released in three months and four days, the sentence was reduced because Tiffania offered us the chance to study her magic in exchange, although I would not make it any shorter than that because you did infiltrate this city with the intention of taking our secrets and selling them to those who would try and destroy us, you will be provided with a sleep-role, but everything else will be the same. Now I will leave you to catch up, but don't try anything stupid like escaping or you will be killed." He then walked out back through the door, he had to get to the ships so that they could leave.

And that's that, hope you like the new gun, I couldn't force myself to call it anything else, it just wouldn't feel right. Also Siesta is now a badass, yay!