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Chapter 316: Dibella's Morning

*BANG!*

The door is unceremoniously kicked by a certain dragon girl, her foot almost launching it off of its hinges from the sheer force of her kick. She skips inside with a wide smile which only becomes brighter when she sees the position Michael and Tiffania were in, "*Gasp!*, Big sis! You're right! They did do it!" she laughs as she leaves and slams the almost-broken door closed.

...

"Michael... What is it?" a sleepy Tiffania asks while rubbing the sleep from her eyes.

He brushes a stray lock of hair from her face and gives a quick kiss, "Seems like the others are aware of what happened between us..."

She takes a moment to process that information before her eyes widen, "H-how!?"

He shrugs, "You weren't exactly quiet last night..."

...

She buries her face into his chest, "So embarrassing... How am I going to look at them now?"

"Look at them with pride and say we're together now... After you wipe my semen off of your back and stomach..." he corrects, realising that they'd forgotten to clean up after themselves.

She puffs her cheeks, "You aren't helping..."

He grins, "Why would I help you when I can help myself to you?" he laughs as his hands begin roaming, the girl unable to stop from giggling as they play around.

Soon enough though, Charlotte's voice comes from the closed door, and they're forced to quickly clean themselves and get dressed before she sees them like this.

In the end, the duo had to endure the jeers and japes of their friends as they exit the room, Borvir clapping Michael on the back while Yisra and Illococoo tend to an incredibly embarrassed Tiffania. It was fortunate they weren't upset for having their sleep disturbed but happy for the duo.

Charlotte had a complicated look but it was quickly covered by her usual neutral expression, the girl congratulating the duo on finally getting together.

Michael and Tiffania were saved in the end by Toldir's lecture, which wouldn't wait for the group to get the jokes out of their systems.

Thus, life continued as it had, with the only real changes being the way Michael and Tiffania interacted with one another. Swapping kisses when they passed each other in the hallways or holding hands as they sat and studied... Both sometimes lay on the bed together as they read their respective books. It was the bliss that most new couples enjoyed for a short time before reality hit them... Only that this wasn't temporary. Michael and Tiffania had been through a lot together and had already seen the best and worst of one another.

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It's a week later that Charlotte approaches Michael to discuss when they'd head to the Temple of Dibella in Markarth... To be honest, he'd kind of forgotten all about it after he'd gotten together with Tiffania, making him feel like a piece of shit when the short bluenette explained herself.

It was for that reason that he'd sped up their plans. Having everyone prepare to leave the next day. Illococoo and Tiffania were surprised, but not upset as they both understood and wanted to help.

The next day they headed to the inn and retrieve the cart and horses before having Tiffania create a Teleportation Gate that lead to the outskirts of Whiterun. It was the closest location to Markarth other than Falkreath, but Michael wasn't too keen on going anywhere near the Dark Brotherhood base after what he'd done to the Black-Briar's.

They journey west along the road, but half a day later Illococoo requests that they stop off somewhere. Apparently, she wanted to visit a cave that had a high possibility of containing a Word Wall, this information came from the map that the Arch-Mage had someone sketch out.

It was called Sunderstone Gorge, a cave not too far off of the road they were headed down. It was relatively easy to find, and once inside the only real thing the group encountered were a couple weak Draugr.

Indeed, there wasn't even a powerful Draugr at the end of the cave system like all the other ancient Nord structures Michael had visited. That said, aside from the Word Wall, there wasn't any good loot either, meaning that the cave was just an empty dragon shrine of some sort.

Illococoo eagerly copied everything from the Word Wall onto the many parchments she'd brought with her. Apparently, it told the story of a failed human rebellion against the Dragons, who punished their slaves by burning them all to ashes.

Illococoo explained that the story was imbued with information about the Thu'um. The Dragon's understanding of the event, their emotions when they discovered their slave's betrayal, and their subsequent rage that fueled their burning shouts.

She wouldn't be able to learn more about the words that comprised 'Fus Ro Dah', but this Word Wall would help her understand how to manifest fire with the Thu'um. Something she was eager to do as she liked she wasn't meeting everyone's expectations as a dragon... What dragon didn't breathe fire after all?

She was just playing around of course, but that didn't hide her excitement and passion for her research in the slightest.

After copying the Word Wall, the group left and continued on their journey. A day and a half later and the group could finally spot the city of Markarth in the distance. It was built into the mountain and was primarily made of Dwemer architecture, so it was fairly easy to recognise. They could even see the Temple of Dibella sitting on a tall outcrop of rock, which only made them increase the pace of the horses further.

"Almost there girls, let's just hope we don't get ambushed by Forsworn or something."

"Did you think we will?" Tiffania asks and Michael shrugs.

"Probably not? But who knows, we might get lucky."

"You mean unlucky?" Illococoo asks to which Michael just smirks and doesn't reply.


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Chapter 317: Staff with Staffs

Elsewhere :

Savos Aren, Arch-Mage of Winterhold College lets out a sigh as he lowers himself into his chair, his eyes drifting to Mirabelle, the College's Master Wizard, and Tolfdir, the person he most expects to take the position of Arch-Mage once it is free. Both were sitting opposite him with cups filled with special spiced tea that he'd acquired from a friend over in Black Marsh.

"I hope you enjoy the tea, I'm beholden to mention that the cost of it was definitely not low. Indeed, had I access to the Argonian's fabled Hist, I might have tried to grow it here..." he shakes his head at getting lost in a tangent and stops turning his spoon with telekinesis. "How was your earlier lecture, my friend?" he asks, turning to Tolfdir.

The old Nord smiles and takes a sip from the brew, his face tensing as he quickly but gently lowers it back to the table. "I fear my palate isn't as developed as yours, Savos... My lectures have all been well received. At least, I hope they were." he chuckles, "I have had some inquiries from my students however. The Jarl of Windhelm's recent actions have put them all on edge, many are thinking of leaving Skyrim all together in search of safer learning environments." he sadly admits.

Mirabelle nods, "It's been the same for me, two Altmer students have already fled in fear of persecution. I suspect that we'll be left with a handful of students should this 'Ulfric' stay on his course of destruction."

"A sad state of affairs for all around. To be honest with you both, I would not know who to side with should the worst occur. Under all of the propaganda and fear mongering, I think that Ulfrica Stormcloak is far less racist than he presents himself. I imagine he is partly echoing the feeling of those he rules over, instead of asserting his own. The fact he hasn't banished all of the Mer races from his city should say something... Regardless, I don't purport to know what he is truly thinking." he says with a sigh,

"I did wish to discuss something else however... Have any new Apprentice's caught your eyes at all? Any unpolished talents? Or perhaps, wolves in sheep's clothing?"

Tolfdir runs some fingers through his white beard, "Now that you mention it, those brothers who joined us not long ago. While not significantly talented in the mystic arts, their creativity continues to baffle me..."

"Oh? That's a first." Mirabelle smiles, glad to get away from the topic of the potential Civil War.

Tolfdir nods enthusiastically while trying to restrain his own smile, "I mean, by all the Gods, who else would attempt to capture and store a Flame Atronach into a wooden brewing barrel to give the drink more 'Spice!?'. It sounds like something an unstudied fool would think of... Yet they almost did it!"

The trio chuckle, each remembering the incident. "Oh yes, I think I remember that one... Was it Collete or Sergius who almost died fighting a 'Boiling Beer Atronach?'"

"Both, judging by their reluctance to look at ale nowadays!... How about you, Savos? I know you've been showing an interest in our newest members... Charlotte, Michael, Tiffania, and Ilkoko...?"

"It's Illococoo, I wouldn't let her hear you mispronounce her name, her research into the Thu'um had progressed enough that she should be able to shout you out of College... In the most literal sense you can imagine." The Arch-mage murmurs into his cup of tea.

Tolfdir nods, "Yes well, they've been progressing faster than Apprentices usually do... But, I am somewhat worried about them. You've both noticed, surely? They are hiding something."

"Their new focus on Conjuration, specifically contracts and anything to do with coercion and domination has certainly raised red flags with Urag gro-Shub. Everyone has secrets, but if they're going to attempt something that could put the entire College at risk, matters such as these should be investigated." Mirabelle states.

The Arch-mage nods in agreement, "Indeed. Sadly, they appear to have something important outside of the College to attend to. I personally do not believe they are going to do something dangerous, they are not the sort of people that usually dabble in such dangerous rituals... I will have a word with them once they return however, my duty as Arch-Mage compels me to do as much..." he says, leaving a momentary lull in the conversation before he perks up again.

"So, what was that project you wished to talk to me about, Tolfdir?"

The old Alteration Master leans forward with interest and almost shining eyes, "Well, I received news that an ancient Nord tomb was nearby. So I wished to ask for permission and funds to uncover it. If it is what I think it is, it might be a truly revolutionary discovery... Saarthal"

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Over in Markarth, the group had just exited the Temple of Dibella after another disastrous attempt at gaining the God's assistance in healing Maria. Charlotte was obviously devastated and barely holding back tears despite her attempts to hold her usual neutral expression.

Senna, the Priestess of Dibella had been truly apologetic at their circumstances, and had even recommended a 'special' service to see if they could catch Dibella's attention... When asked what that was, she'd explained that it was essentially just an orgy, one where all the participants would wear special jewellery dedicated to Dibella.

Michael had been about to agree, but was stopped when Tiffania almost bit the poor priestess's head off. The glare that she'd given was not one you'd expect from the usually friendly and timid Half-Elf.

Regardless, the day ended in failure, and the group had no idea where to go from there. Michael had promised to help heal Maria, but things just hadn't gone their way. They'd even asked Colette, the Scholar of Restoration at the College if she could do anything, only for her to admit that there was no spell she knew of that could heal damage like what Maria had sustained.


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