bopdog111: Well Chara had brought an end to Grelod.

Ulrich362: True, though she's definitely not doing well.

bopdog111: Death is not something to take lightly even if it's your hands that take it or hold it.

Ulrich362: Definitely. Though with that said lets see how the main group is doing in Windhelm. Enjoy the chapter.

Disclaimer: We don't own Undertale, or the Elder Scrolls series but we own the OCs!


They all watch saddened seeing Chara looked so crushed to taking a life. Although it did free the orphanage from the head's wrath it does not make her feel any better. Jin stared over before he looked at his hand pulling out a necklace looking at it before it opened where a melodic solo began playing. Hearing it Asgore looked over. "What's that?"

Hearing the melodic song they looked over seeing Jin was holding the necklace/music box in his hand as he admitted over, "It's... something my wife constructed for me..."

"It sounds lovely, actually... we had a music box made for Asriel." Toriel mentioned. "It played a simple melody but he enjoyed listening to it."

Jin looked over before he admitted to them, "She had this made when I became a soldier. It is to remind me why I fight... whenever I do take a life, or someone I know does, I play this to calm down. Blood stained our hands but we shouldn't mourn for too long as there are bigger fish to fight. No pun intended." He said that since he as a water-breathing lizard is technically not a fish.

"That's fine for us, but Chara's just a kid." Undyne pointed out to him. "She isn't a trained soldier."

"What was it like killing your first?" Jin asked her a powerful question, "Were you full of regret or did you put on a brave face but secretly ashamed on the inside?"

"Of course I was ashamed on the inside, I murdered a child in cold blood... but it was the only way to set us free from the Barrier." Undyne answered. "I had to be strong for everyone who was counting on me and on king Asgore."

Asgore frowned at that. "It was... the wrong thing to do, but losing both my children in one night... I acted in anger."

"You see? Doesn't matter what the age was, taking a life can leave a grave impact on people." Jin stated over what he was saying over. "Some take it more personal then others."

"That's true." Asgore nodded as Toriel hugged Chara gently.

"WHAT SHOULD WE DO NOW?" Papyrus asked.

"Well since that had happened, we have no further business here in Windhelm." Jin stood up after pocketing the music box. "I think we better see how Frisk is doing over at her studies at the College."

"sounds like a plan, but I can't take everyone there so we might have to take a carriage." Sans pointed out before shrugging. "you want to take a nap on the way kiddo?"

Chara just nodded wiping tears. "Sans? Can you... check how high my LV is?"

Sans nodded before his eye glowed, and the world briefly turned black, and white as he examined Chara. Chara looked nervous as he checked her.

"Chara Dreemurr" the reborn adopted daughter of Asgore and Toriel and the Hope of the Underground.

LV: 3

"huh... 3 kid." Sans told her.

Chara shuddered at that before looking down.

"WELL THAT'S STILL LOW AND SOMETIMES YOU HAVE TO MAKE DIFFICULT DECISIONS... LIKE WHETHER OR NOT TO HAVE A SECOND HELPING OF PASTA!" Papyrus pointed out. "OR IF THE GOOD DEED OF HELPING INNOCENT CHILDREN WAS WORTH DOING A BAD ACT, AND WE ALL KNOW THAT YOU ARE TRULY GREAT CHARA AND NO MATTER WHAT YOUR LV IS WE KNOW YOU TRULY CARE FOR OTHERS AND WE LOVE YOU!"

Chara turned to him at that before tearing up as she ran and hugged Papyrus with tears. Papyrus hugged him back as they smiled exiting the town, and Jin paid for a carriage towards Winterhold entering in heading off unaware that a black robed figure was seeing them off.


Meanwhile...

Frisk was still running to Saarthal for the others while avoiding some obstacles, and soon came to a construction site that been unearthed recently. While breathing with wisps of breathes out she checked her map to see that this is indeed Saarthal. Noticing the others she blushed running up to them. "I'm sorry I'm late, were you waiting long?"

They looked over as Tolfdir smiled over to her, "No no, we weren't waiting long at all. And here we all are. Shall we step inside?" He asked if there all ready which the Kahjiit, the Nord, and the Dark Elf nodded confident before he looked to Frisk for her input.

"I'm ready." she smiled.

"All right, please stay close to me while we're inside. It should be safe, but it's always better to be cautious." With that Tolfdir opened the door, and they walked inside staying close together.

As they looked around at the ruins impressed by the design Tolfdir started to give them history.

"As some of you may know, Saarthal was one of the earliest Nord settlements in Skyrim. It was also the largest. Sacked by the elves in the infamous "Night of Tears," not much is known about what happened to Saarthal. This is an exciting opportunity for us. To be able to study such an early civilization, and the magics they used..."

They arrived down while the three were looking around before he looked over to Frisk with a smile, "Well, are there any questions before we begin?"

"What are we looking for here?" Frisk asked curiously.

"Anything! Anything at all that might be of interest." Tolfdir looked around with a look of fascination evident. "That's why I adore this location... we have no idea what we're going to find. And if, along the way, my message about the dangers of magic should happen to sink in for a few students, that would be a happy coincidence."

"That makes sense." Frisk nodded. "What should I do then?"

"Ah, yes. Hmmm." Tolfdir looks deep in thought to figure what she can do before then getting an idea. "Well, why don't you see if you can assist Arniel Gane? He's one of our scholars, here working on cataloging our finds. I expect he'd appreciate some help in locating any additional magical artifacts here in the ruins." He gestured over down a hall where this 'Arniel Gane' is at. "Any enchanted items will do; the usefulness of the enchantment is irrelevant. If you find anything, the class can look it over."

Nodding Frisk carefully continued through the halls of Saarthal before eventually finding a Breton. "Excuse me, Arniel Gane?"

"Hm?" the Breton turned over seeing her, "Sorry, who are you?"

"Frisk Dreemurr, I'm a new student at the College." Frisk answered. "Tolfdir said I could help find magical artifacts for you."

"What? Ah, yes. You. I remember you." Arniel now remembered her before looking at her. "You're going to help? That's fine. Just... Just don't make a mess of my work. I've only looked through a portion of this section. You, uh, you can look around in the chambers just north of here. Try and be careful, all right? We don't want to damage anything."

Frisk nodded. "Right."

With that she walked to the chambers to the north keeping her eyes open before noticing a few small rings on the ground that she picked up. She went back to walk only to sense something, and looked over seeing what looks like an amulet on the wall.

'This must be what he meant, I should probably take it back to him.' she thought taking it only to hear something as she turned to see a wall of spears had trapped her.

Panicking she ran over only to see Tolfdir who had went to see how she is doing to hear the noise, and checked over approaching her, "What in the world was that racket? Everything all right?"

"I'm trapped, there's no way out." Frisk frowned.

"Trapped, how in the world did that happen?" Tolfdir inquired curiously.

"I was helping Arniel Gane like you suggested and I found this amulet on the wall." Frisk explained showing him the amulet. "Then the spears trapped me."

Tolfdir stared at the amulet before saying over to her. "Perhaps the amulet is important somehow. Is there some way you can use it?"

Blinking Frisk looked at it. "Um... I can try and put it back, or maybe I'm supposed to wear it?"

Looking at the amulet again she carefully put it around her neck only for the wall behind her to start glowing. Surprised they looked over where the wall is. Seeing this Tolfdir knew that the amulet is responsible somehow. "Do you see that? Some kind of resonance... you and the wall. It must be connected to the amulet! I wonder... what effect might your spells have?"

Frisk looked over before frowning as she tried to focus and fired her weak firebolt at the wall. To there shock the wall broke apart easily.

"That... did I do that?" Frisk asked shocked as Tolfdir walked next to her and into the new hallway.

"Well, this is highly unusual. And very interesting. Why in the world would this be sealed off? What is this place?" he inquired.

"I'm not sure." she admitted. "Do you think there's something important hidden here?"

"I'm not sure. I certainly wasn't expecting this." Tolfdir admitted before he shrugged, "Let's see where it goes."

Nodding Frisk followed Tolfdir deeper into the ruins before reaching a room filled with coffins. They looked around interested before suddenly the area for Frisk glowed blue as she looked seeing Tolfdir is frozen in time. Before she can check she sees something forming in front of her. She widen her eyes seeing a sorcerer wearing a yellow robe was there turning over towards her before starting to speak. "Hold, mage, and listen well... Know that you have set in motion a chain of events that cannot be stopped. Judgment has not been passed, as you had no way of knowing. Judgment will be passed on your actions to come, and how you deal with the dangers ahead of you. This warning is passed to you because the Psijic Order believes in you. You, mage, and you alone, have the potential to prevent disaster. Take great care, and know that the Order is watching."

With that the mage vanished, and with that the room's color turned back to normal with Tolfdir able to move again only he blinked feeling a shift rubbing his head turning to Frisk, "I... I swear I felt something rather strange just then. What just happened?"

"A... A sorcerer of some kind just appeared, he said that I set in motion a chain of events that can't be stopped and something dangerous is going to happen." Frisk answered. "He said I didn't know so I'm not in trouble and... the Psijic Order believes I can prevent the disaster."

Tolfdir looked confused hearing that. "The Psijic Order? Are you quite sure about that?" She nodded over which he cupped his chin. "That's very odd. And danger ahead? Why that doesn't make any sense at all. The Psijics have no connection to these ruins. And no one's seen any of their order in a long time." He shook his head deciding to talk more about it later. "Perhaps we should take a look inside these coffins... Now please be careful. Who know what we're going to find."

Frisk nodded slowly walking over to one of the coffins only for it to open revealing a Draugr as another coffin near Tolfdir opened at the same time with a second Draugr as her eyes widened.

"Draugr!" Tolfdir charged a spell, "Oakflesh!" He made a spell that hardened his skin as armor before looking at Frisk, "Defend yourself!"

Frisk's eyes widened before closing her eyes and trying to concentrate as the Flame Atronach appeared but she collapsed to her hands and knees again.

When it appeared the Flame Atronach started to cast fire attacks at the Draugr as they moved attacking as Tolfdir dodged some blows but fired some spells against them while the Flame Atronach tanked the hits but swipes it's hands on them while firing more spells onto them. One Draugr tried to attack Frisk but seeing it Tolfdir quickly fired an Ice Spike that pushed it back before he moved defending Frisk only to see the last Draugr incinerated by the Atronach. Sighing he turned over to Frisk, "Are you alright my dear?"

"Just... a little tired, I'm supposed to practice Conjuration by summoning the Flame Atronach to increase my magic reserves." Frisk answered as Tolfdir helped her up before they noticed a path in the back of one of the two open coffins. "Is that the way forward?"

"That must be. I'd like to stay a while and examine the coffins. You, however, should press on. See if you can find whatever this vision of yours mentioned. But if it is truly dangerous, be careful. Go on ahead. I'll be sure and catch up with you before long." Tolfdir advised over to Frisk.

Frisk nodded before taking a few moments to catch her breath as she continued through the ruins slowly and carefully.

Seeing a barred door she pulled it down, and after seeing a room full of coffins she carefully moved killing any Draugr that comes out, and soon entered a part of the ruins. She avoided the traps, and other things like draugr, and powerful deathlords all the while keeping close in hand with the Flame Atronach helping her out. She then encountered the familiar pillars like from Bleak Falls Barrow, and after managing to unlock it she continued on while still keeping her strategy to sneak by, and only fight when needed. After that, and passing by some rune traps she came across a second pillar puzzle which she was frustrated about since they sometimes change what she set them too but she managed to open the door in the end.

Finding a room entrance she moved to continue only to hear Tolfdir from behind. "Hold on, my dear. Hold on!" She looked over seeing he ran up catching up. "I thought it high time I caught up with you."

The Flame Atronach faded at that as he noticed Frisk looked incredibly worn out. He offered her a magicka potion for her to regain her energy.

"Thank you." Frisk smiled drinking it before they walked into the room only to notice yet another Draugr but also a massive glowing orb. "What is that?"

"Well now... would you look at that." Tolfdir looks really intrigued by it walking down not paying mind to the draugr staring at the orb. "I never imagined we'd find something like this. Why is this buried so far within Saarthal?"

"Wouldn't you like to know?" a voice broke out surprising the two of them looking around. "Such a really powerful artifact yet the mystery behind it's origins are unknown." Hearing footsteps they looked over back at the area where they entered the room, and sees someone.

This someone was stopping his approach at the end was an Altmer Elf wearing black/green armor robes while having on a green jeweled circlet on his head, and a large staff in his right hand staring at them. Frisk's eyes widened. "Who are you?"

"Haven't heard of me? I'm genuinely surprised... given your Grandfather's History during the Oblivion Crisis, and what the Mage's Guild had done to my astral self." the Altmer Elf stated walking down calmly while staring at them.

"The Oblivion Crisis?" Tolfdir asked surprised at this. "You were a part of that?"

"Not directly involved... but my plans onto it were foiled by her Grandfather." the Altmer Elf answered over looking at them.

Frisk blinked before her eyes widened. "Wait... you... but you're dead!"

"Oh now you remember. What your Grandfather killed was merely an astral projection of myself a physical form that I can project onto the mortal plane." the Altmer Elf smirked over before he sighed, "But alas, it was pointless as killing a physical form of a God is not the same as killing the God himself."

"Frisk, you know who this is?" Tolfdir asked her confused.

"I do... Mannimarco, the King of Worms." Frisk answered. "A dangerous necromancer."

"Well done, you've kept your history." the Altmer Elf, Mannimarco, confirmed while Tolfdir armed himself for a potential battle. "And I can see that Mehrunes Dagon's attempts to conquer the Nirn, and Mundus have proven to have failed. Honestly wasn't surprised but one less thorn in my side."

"What are you doing here?" Tolfdir asked him with a glaring stare.

Mannimarco laughed from that. "Just to make sure the current generation of the Hero of Kvatch won't stop what me, and my fellow are gonna do onto this world. Maybe some help with that..." He raised his staff as it glowed green before he pointed it towards the draugr, "Jyrik Gaulderson! I bring your soul back from the Soul Cairn, do my bidding, and eliminate these mortals!"

A green sick orb flew from the staff entering the draugr who raised up gaining power.

(Boss Theme: The Encounter)

Boss Fight: Jyrik Gaulderson

The draugr turned over pulling out a axe as Mannimarco smirked over towards them, "Well, I'll be going now." He vanished in a green display of magic leaving the awakened draugr under the two. Frisk's eyes widened seeing the Draugr as she tried to focus on her Firebolt but it didn't seem to even phase Jyrik at all.

"Ice Spike!" Tolfdir fired an ice spike which didn't work as it moved to attack dodging which Tolfdir grunted, "Nothing seems to work!" Turning over to Frisk he told her, "Keep it busy. I'll try to drain some of its power!"

Frisk nodded taking a breath before getting Jyrik's attention as she dodged his axe without much difficulty.

Jyrik kept trying to slash down with his axe which she dodges easily due to her training from Jin while moving around gracefully to avoid. Just then Jyrik charged up something before calling "Fus... RO DA!" He fired Unrelenting Force which Frisk widen her eyes, and quickly dodged the avoid before it can blast her away but suddenly the shield on Jyrik faded away as Tolfdir busy with the eye called towards Frisk, "There! Now attack it!"

Jyrik stepped back but continued on his assault slashing down which she quickly dodged before firing another firebolt which Jyrik moved around, and tried slashing down but she quickly slide down the floor between Jyrik's legs to avoid before firing another firebolt that hit Jyrik's back but he turned over glowing red which when she fired another bolt didn't do as much damage towards him as before running over to slash her that she avoided over before hearing a clang looking to see her Blades' Katana was dropped beside her.

She took it but was clearly still not super used to using it as she dodged an overhead slash from Jyrik's axe as she swung the katana decapitating him. Jyrik froze but dropped down. Kinda anti-climatic but eh... At least she survived.

Tolfdir breathed now catching a breath with the dragur dead, "Alright... where's Mannimarco?" He looked around seeing the Necromancer isn't around.

"He... vanished." Frisk answered only to frown as she wiped her katana and put it away.

"Well if he's not around we can focus on this." They looked over at the orb as he said fascinated, "I'm not the only one seeing this, am I? Why, this is utterly unique."

"What is it... and, why was Mannimarco here?" Frisk asked uncertainly.

"I have no idea! This is amazing. Absolutely amazing. The Arch-Mage needs to be informed immediately. He needs to see this for himself. I don't dare leave this unattended. Can you return to the College and inform Savos Aren of this discovery? Please, hurry." Tolfdir said over to her with a smile.

Frisk nodded before pausing as she noticed an amulet near Jyrik's body as she carefully picked it up. "This, it feels powerful."

It seemed to be broken before noticing a small note which she takes, and reads it. "Be bound here, Jyrik, murderer and betrayer. Condemned by your crimes against realm and lord. May your name and deeds be forgotten forever. And the charm which you bear be sealed by our ward."

Frisk blinked before shaking her head as she noticed a door past the orb that she went through that led her back to the entrance of Saarthal so she could head to the College. Exiting the door she didn't expect to encounter Jin, and the others by carriage over at Winterhold.

"Huh, what are you all doing here?" she asked smiling as she hugged Toriel only to blink. "Huh, where's Azzy?"

"Frisk?" Jin asked blinking, "What are you doing out of Winterhold?"

"We were exploring the ruins of Saarthal, but we found something. I was about to go tell the Arch Mage." Frisk answered before frowning.

"Well to answer your question Frisk, Asriel is with the Companions right now." Jin said over to her, "He's become a member of them."

"Really, I wonder what he's doing now." Frisk mentioned before pausing and shaking her head. "I need to warn the arch mage."

"What's going on?" Sans asked her curiously.

Before she can answer a courier ran over towards them, and said, "Excuse me? Is there a Chara Dreemurr among you all?"

"Huh, yes." Chara nodded. "I'm Chara Dreemurr."

"Ah, I've been looking for you, got something I'm suppose to deliver, your hands only." the courier checked over his bag, "Let's see here... Ah here this note." He handed over a note towards her.

"Who's it from?" Jin asked curiously.

"Don't know, some guy in a black robe said to give it to her, paid me a nice sum to do it." the courier admitted before he said over, "Looks like that's it. Got to go." He walked to the inn to get some rest.

Chara blinked before opening the note. What it was was a black hand print with two words on it.

"We know."

Chara's eyes widened as she dropped the note starting to tremble in fear.

"What? What is it?" Jin asked her seeing her reaction.

"Someone... someone saw what I did." she shuddered.

Frisk blinked. "What happened?"

Sans gently rubbed Chara's back while explaining what happened. As she did Jin takes the note seeing it, and frowned before turning to Chara, "Chara listen to me."

She looked at him clearly upset. Jin set on a fire spell that burned the letter, "The Dark Brotherhood is gone, their faction broken up years ago. Whoever sent you this was a prank."

Chara nodded but still looked upset as it occurred to him it wasn't specifically the Dark Brotherhood, but the fact that anyone might have seen her commit a murder. He does know that but doesn't really care since anyone probably sent that letter as a way to congratulate her which was disgusting.

Frisk however frowned before saying, "Well... that's not as bad as what I encountered in Saarthal."

"Punk?" Undyne asked seeing that.

"...Someone from my Grandfather's past had appeared in Saarthal. And we thought he was gone for years." Frisk admitted over.

"Who?" Asgore inquired hearing that.

"...Mannimarco."

Hearing the name Jin perked up, "Mannimarco? The King of Worms?" She nodded which he sneered. "Honestly would there be one era where he doesn't show himself?"

"WHO IS MANNIMARCO?" Papyrus asked.

Frisk looked down more before looking over. "An Altmer Elf but really different from the Thalmor."

"Different in what way?" Asgore inquired.

"Everything. He is a powerful Necromancer from back then who used to serve the Daedric Prince of Domination, Molag Baal." Frisk explained over to them. "He even managed to achieve Godhood after rebelling against Molag Baal."

Toriel frowned hearing that as Sans sighed.

"this place has a whole mess of problems doesn't it?" he asked her.

"In more ways then one. This world is really messed up as corruption, and the blackness in people's hearts fester within." Jin stated over with crossed arms. "With bitches like Elenwen, spineless cowards like Tulius, and lunatics like Ulfric fighting in a pointless war for supremacy that is what really damages the world."

"And... heartless murderers killing in cold blood." Chara frowned looking down miserably.

"Of course there are those like the Daedra Princes that really stem the tides." Frisk admitted over from that.

"True." Jin nodded.

"So punk what are these princes?" Undyne asked her.

Frisk frowned over but nodded. "That's a very good question to ask. To put it simply they are different counterparts towards the Nine Divines. Unlike them, the Daedra Princes interact in mortal affairs for pawns at there own games for amusement. Often times it helps others, otherwise it does other things. One thing that makes them alike is that death is involved over, and bring powers over to the Mortal Realm which while grants power makes there souls cursed or grant mortals the ability to wield powerful artifacts of there's with cults. Not all of the Daedra Princes are bad but this does not make them good either."

"IT SOUNDS LIKE WE SHOULD AVOID THEM AS MUCH AS POSSIBLE THEN!" Papyrus pointed out only to pause. "CAN WE AVOID THEM?"

"At some point in life they will be involved in our lives." Frisk admitted over to them. "We can't avoid the Daedra, and pretend they don't exist. We don't know what that black dragon Jin seen at Helgan was about but it's possible it must be a Daedra ploy even if Delphine is sure the Thalmor are behind it."

"Thalmor, Daedra, Dragons, a war... how much more can the surface take?" Undyne questioned hearing that. "What next? Oh wait, I almost forgot the necromancer doing who knows what."

"I don't know what Mannimarco is doing now. There is no Mage's Guild here in Skyrim after it disbanded." Frisk admitted over. "I thought he was destroyed after my Grandfather, the Hero of Kvatch killed him. But apparently in his own words, 'killing a physical form of a God is not the same as killing the God himself'."

"Well, whatever he's up to we'll help you Frisk." Asgore reassured her with a gentle smile.

Frisk looked over, and smiled before frowning. "Sorry... let's do what we need to do here, and then head on back to try getting to the Thalmor Embassy. We should focus over the dragons."

"Take your time my child." Toriel smiled.

They walked over arriving at the College as Frisk walked in heading up the stairs arriving at the Arch-Mage's quarters. Walking in she looked around in see seeing a large tree with a Enchantment Table, Tomes, Display Cases of Magical Artifacts all around looking around in awe.

"Oh I wasn't expecting a visitor."

Jumping she turned over seeing a dark elf where robes sitting in a chair with an opened tome in his hand looking over having noticed her.

"Oh uh, sorry sir... are you the Arch-Mage?" Frisk asked politely over.

"That's correct, you are new here, are you not? We have not spoken." the dark elf noted.

"No sir."

The dark elf softly smiled from how polite she is. ""Sir"? How quaint. Then allow me to introduce myself. I am Savos Aren, Arch-Mage of the College of Winterhold. I am quite content to see nearly any aspect of magic explored and investigated here." He then then looked stern closing the tome placing it on the table beside him. "But I do not and will not approve of any research or experiments that cause purposeful harm to your fellow members of the College. Are we clear?"

"Yes sir, I wouldn't think about that." Frisk responded nodded over to him before then remembering what she's here for. "Well uh... I just came back from Saarthal by Tolfdir."

Hearing that he let out an exhausted sigh. "Please don't tell me that another one of the apprentices has been incinerated. I have enough to deal with right now."

"No sir it's nothing like that." Frisk quickly assured him over. "We found some type of... orb down in Saarthal, and Tolfdir wants you to see it."

"I... see. I trust that Tolfdir will provide a more... specific explanation. Thank you for bringing this to my attention." Savos Aren mentioned only to notice Frisk's expression. "Is there more to this... orb?"

"Well... I'm not exactly sure." Frisk admitted over. "We've encountered Mannimarco where it was."

That caused Savos Aren's eyes to widen. "Mannimarco, the king of worms? Here in Skyrim, I was under the impression he died centuries ago. Are you certain it was him?"

"He was different but yes he confirmed it himself he is Mannimarco." Frisk admitted over. "The person that was killed was an astral projection of himself he sent to be into mortal affairs. He told me, and Tolfdir that killing these projections does not kill himself as his true body is the Necromancer's Moon like the Nine Divines. He doesn't appear to have anykind of connection with the orb but I want you guys to be prepared in case he pops up again."

"I see, you've done well to bring these matters to my attention. I need to see this orb for myself and to speak with Tolfdir." Savor Aren noted. "In the meantime, I think perhaps you should begin researching the subject. Speak with Urag in the Arcanaeum. See if he is aware of anything that matches your discovery. And... good work. The next time you find yourself exploring Nordic ruins, perhaps this will be helpful."

As he said that he took a staff and handed it to her before walking off himself.

She takes it staring at it as she watches him walked off. She nodded walking off down to the Arcanaeum to get those books to see if she can read them during your journeys, and relay what she finds afterward. Arriving she finds a large library with books, and tomes around run by a elder orc with a ponytail on his head, and beard. Walking over she softly called for his attention. "Uh, hello?"

Looking up at her the orc only frowned. "You are now in the Arcanaeum, of which I am in charge. It might as well be my own little plane of Oblivion. Disrupt my Arcanaeum, and I will have you torn apart by angry Atronachs. Now, do you require assistance?"

Frisk was intimidated from the greeting but swallowed over to say what she needs now. "Well I need to have a book that can at least give us anything about a discovery we made in Sarthaal."

"I know what you want."

She blinked hearing that. "You do?"

"Word travels fast around here. Discovered some big mystery, huh? Well you don't even need to ask. No, I don't have anything for you. Not anymore, anyway." the orc told her.

"Huh? You don't have anything?" Frisk asked shocked.

"I said not anymore. Orthorn stole a number of books when he ran off to Fellglow Keep to join those Summoners. Some kind of peace offering. I think one of those volumes may have had some relevant information. If you want them, you'll have to talk to Orthorn." the orc clarified.

Frisk frowned over at this before nodding thanking the orb who is Urag gro-Shub for his help before turning to walk out. Well now she, and Jin will need to find Fellglow Keep somewhere if they need to find out anything about the orb down in Saarthal, and figure out if there is any type of connection that Mannimarco potentially has within it. Well before they, they need to to find a way to stop the dragons from rampaging Tamriel by following Delphine's advice as the Thalmor (with Mannimarco maybe), or the Daedra are involved with there return with that black dragon, Alduin, they encountered in Kynesgrove.

"You there. I have questions for you."

Hearing this snapped Frisk out of her mindset looking up seeing Ancano himself standing in the doorway of the Arcanaeum blocking her way looking serious over. Now Frisk has little interaction with Ancano, and the Thalmor in general knowing how they all act so she is of course nervous, and on guard with his attention onto her.

"Uh... yes sir?" Frisk asked over polite as she can seeing he is asking for her.

"You were in Saarthal, yes? It has come to my attention that something was found there." Ancano noted to her.

Frisk gulped over knowing she can't hide anything from him. "Yes, we did. I just informed the Arch-Mage."

"I am well aware. Tolfdir is still in Saarthal, is he? I shall be expecting a full report from him when he returns." Ancano told her dismissively.

She frowned over towards him. "Why does this matter to you though?"

"Something was discovered in Saarthal that was significant enough that Tolfdir sent a new member of the College, alone, to deliver word. That sounds precisely like the sort of thing that should matter to everyone. Especially me. Thank you for your help. You may go now." Ancano answered before walking off.

She stared off before walking off. After getting out she told everyone what she founded out that they needed to head to Fellglow Keep to find books that can list about the discovery of Saarthal, and hopefully find a connection about Mannimarco while also informing that Ancano confronted her about the discovery himself that something odd is going on, and as he's with the Thalmor there's no doubt the Aldmeri Dominion is up to something within the College.

"THEN SHOULD YOU TELL THE ARCH-MAGE?" Papyrus asked.

"No. He looks to have too much on his plate, he needs to focus on the orb." Frisk explained over. "If we find Fellglow Keep we can worry but now we need to see if the Thalmor have any involvement with the dragons, and check in to see what Azzy is up too."

"Alright, then let's head to Riverwood and see Delphine." Asgore noted only to pause. "And ideally get some rest, I think we all need it."

They all nodded over before Frisk frowned more. "Why is Mannimarco here...?" Unaware to them a bald butler like figure was seeing them from some trees unnoticed.

"Lord Sheogorath... it looks as though your old bloodline is still remaining. If only you will return to see that she might be the key to stop a great evil from surfacing." the butler said over to himself before vanishing in a red cloud.


bopdog111: The King of Worms himself shows up?

Ulrich362: Apparently so, I guess it's harder to kill him than anyone thought. That said though, he's just one of several problems in Skyrim.

bopdog111: The Dragon Menace, the Thalmor... where does all of this end up?

Ulrich362: Who can really say, but that said next up will be... quite the chapter to be sure. See you in the next chapter.

bopdog111: Be sure to review!