A/N: For those of you who asked about my exams. Thank you guys so much, I passed and all.
Also thanks for the support that made the novel hang in the top 20 even though it was paused for two weeks. You guys are awesome.
And for the comments regarding the relationship between Jon and Jull. They haven't slept with each other yet. The only slept beside each other.
Now here is the new chapter!
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"Hey, Jon!"
"Yes."
While I was copying the word wall in the chamber of the boss of Forsaken Crypt, Jull came behind me and spoke.
"I was thinking..."
"That's dangerous, tell me before you do it next time."
"....."
"Okay no need to get violent, you were thinking about what?"
"... the potion flask you came for, did you know it was here from the beginning?"
She really was thinking.
"Yes, I did!"
"Did you research its location or anything?"
"You follow me the whole time and you know the answer is no. All my research is magic related. Not really about history."
"Then how did you know that such a treasure is here?"
"Didn't I say that I have a past life?"
"Yeah, your past life and dragons stories!" Jull said while rolling her eyes.
"That's it."
"... Just 'that's it'? If this treasure is a legendary item that is a dream of many alchemists as you said, you can't just tell me you just know it."
"Yes, I got to know many secrets from my past life."
Jull who was making a confused face sat down on the ground beside me.
"It doesn't make any sense!"
"I know. It makes no sense even to me. But you do believe me."
"I, I believe you. It is not that you are an honest person. You just don't care about lying from the beginning, right?"
"Hmmm! Not really. But I figured if the truth got revealed one day, the people dear to me wouldn't say that I lied or hid anything from them, right?"
Jull raised her brows taken aback by my reasoning, she then thought and said, "But you didn't prove it either!"
"Simply, I have no proof."
"But The Wh..."
"The Phial is just a treasure. Even if I said anything, people may think I am crazy. And if they believed me, they will only care about how many information they can extract out of me. Think of all the stuff I know, a dragon break four years from now, three Elder Scrolls, the Staff of Magnus, Auri-El's Bow, and other Daedric artifacts that can make the sanest person lash at me if I said I can acquire them."
Jull was in a daze now.
"Th, The, These things just now, you know them from your past life?"
"Yes."
"And how did your past life know them?"
"There was a visual novel called 'RPG', it told the story of the events around Skyrim in year 4E-201."
Jull was looking at me with wonder, "Visual novel? RPG? I know it is unbelievable but did you come from the future?"
Oh! That's an interesting way of thinking.
"No, I lived in a realm different from Nirn?"
"This is even more unbelievable!"
It is actually more of a different world or a different universe, but there are limits for how she can understand.
"By any chance, were you a Dwemer in your past life?"
"Bwahahahaha! How did you come to that conclusion?"
This was truly funny!
The way this girl's head work is interesting!
I was copying the Word Wall while having this heartwarming conversation with Jull.
I don't know what is the relationship between the Ruins and the Word Walls but I think the Word Wall was something older than the Ruins around it.
Anyway it said;
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THORINGAR WahLaaN QETHSEGOL MONii VahRUKT NOOMI WEN DEZ LOS Wah *AUS* NIN DO POGaaN OGiiM RONaaZ.
Thoringar raised this stone for his daughter's memory, Noomi, whose fate it was to *suffer* the sting of many Orc arrows.
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The important word in this wall was 'AUS' which means 'Suffer'.
It is the third word in 'Marked For Death' Shout. I will comprehend it later.
"Now, let's get the hell out of here."
The way out was not that simple. The game always made some escape route in every boss room but in real life, such a luxury was not available. Sometimes immersion strikes is back and it becomes tough.
On the way out Jullanar asked, "So why is it broken? That White Phial thing."
"I don't know why is it broken but the only idea that comes to mind is that such a thing is normally really hard to damage unless you are its creator."
"Why would he create all this crypt if the thing he wanted to protect the most is already of no value?"
Good question!
"I have two guesses, the first that he was really a mean son of a bitch and wanted to torment whoever took his treasure by letting them come out of this empty-handed."
"You don't look like a tormented person to me!"
I smiled.
"Oh! Your past life has a story about it too?"
"That takes me to my second guess, maybe the creator was a wise and a smartass dude that he wanted to make another trail, remember that he made the door to the treasure room only open by a very potent mixture that can only be made by a true master."
"Which means..."
"The last trail is to repair the Phial."
"Aha! And you can do it?"
"Nope, that is beyond my skill."
"Then who will?"
"The same person who I ordered the potent mixture from. Master Alchemist Nurelion in Windhelm."
As soon as I said that, Jullanar froze in her place.
"We.. we are going to.. Windhelm?!"
"Yea.. Oh crap!"
I completely forgot.
Jullanar was born in Windhelm and has some bad memories about the place. Her mother fled from there because of the bad treatment of both Nords and Dunmer.
"Hey, come here."
I rushed and hugged her.
"Sorry, I didn't tell you, I completely forgot! I can take you back to Winterhold if yo..."
"Fufufu!" I heard a faint laugh coming from her, and suddenly I was hugged back tightly.
"Hello, which Jull is that?"
She looked at me and she was all smiles.
Shit! This smile, these eyes!
Yandere Jull is online!
"So this is how much you care about me. Fufu, don't worry about me. As long as we are together, I won't feel anything or anyone!"
Her words are sweet but her body is stuck to mine and is squirming left and right, she is going haywire again.
"Jull, quickly look over there." I said so distracting her for a bit.
As soon as she looked away, I was already punched her head hard that she screamed and held to her head with teary eyes.
"So cruel!" She complained.
Well, cruel or whatever, a lusty yandere Jull is the last thing I want to deal with right now.
After a small quarrel, we continued our walk out of the cave.
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After we got back to the inn, fatigue assaulted us greatly.
We were in our top focus condition during the dungeon delving and we didn't notice that almost a day and a half passed.
Nefertiti was entrusted to old man Hardling the innkeep as I promised him a gold coin to look after her and feed her all the raw fish and milk she wants.
Nefertiti is our little princess cat after all so she must be well taken care of.
I also heard that the black cat with blue eyes became quite popular in the village.
Somehow, Nefertiti liked the new treatment and became very haughty. She would sit on a shelf right next to the inn's door and anyone goes in or out will get a pat on the head, she would say things like "I bless you child" or "I have already blessed you once, go away."
Sigh!
This cat.
Feed her an ounce and she will swallow your whole arm.
I had to make her behave by putting her into dog tricks training course. I know how much she hates it.
Anyway, three weeks passed just like that.
I cleared Yorgrim Overlook which was a small, one-room Nordic ruin on the southern slope of the mountain range. This structure is slightly northeast of Forsaken Cave and south of Mount Anthor.
The next place I cleared was 'Shrouded Grove'. It is a grove with a cave located in the Pale.
It is located due south of Silverdrift Lair and west of Nightgate Inn and was inhabited by a troll.
It was a hard fight that I had to conjure a few Frost Atronaches to pin it down without harming it so much.
I used 'Absorb Vitality' on it and killed it slowly later.
It was an easy fight due to the spices of the troll being a Cave Troll which was weaker than the mighty Ice Trolls I met this far.
Still, after I dismantled it, I harvested its fur, eyes, liver, fat, claws, some blood, and most importantly the marrow.
The marrow is the main ingredient of the 'Troll's Essence' potion anyway.
Anyway, I got should have got my Astral Damage condition some relief.
'Status!'
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-Name: Jon Dare
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-Race: Human (Nord)
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-Age: 15
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-Level: 18
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-Attributes:
Health: 155/155
Stamina: 110/110
Magicka: 520/520
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-Active Effects:
Astral Damage: 16%
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Hmmm!
I got rid of 3% of the Astral Damage and my Level went up
Next dungeon I cleaned was Silverdrift Lair. It is a medium-sized Nordic ruin located east-southeast of Fort Dunstad and northwest of Nightgate Inn. The ruins were inhabited by draugr.
It took us some time as it was an annoying ruin and full of traps.
[A/N: Traps! Again!]
In that dungeon was a Word Wall too. It said
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BROTHI WahLaaN QETHSEGOL KULii VahRUKT ODRAV KeyN *HaaL* WO DRUN POGaaS ZIN Wah BROD SahQO-STRUNMah
Brothi raised this stone in memory of his son Odrav Anvil-*Hand* who brought much honor to Clan Red-Mountain
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It was the second word of 'Disarm' shout, 'HaaL' which means 'Hand'.
The last dungeon we entered was called 'Ironbind Barrow'. It is a Nordic ruin that serves as a tomb of a long dead warlord.
Its outer level was full of spiders, the big ones, some were as tall as wolves or even horses.
They were called 'Frostbite Spiders' and they looked very hideous.
The inner lever was a crypt infested with undead and traps.
[A/N: Apparently, Skyrim has a thing for traps!]
The last boss was called Warlord Gathrik. And Undead Draugr that felt very powerful.
Thankfully, the last strategy of a bass like that worked splendidly fine and we got a lot of rewards.
The last reward was another Word Wall. It said;
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NONVUL BRON DahMaaN DaaR ROT DO FIN FODiiZ BORMah-Nii LOS HeyV DO ENOOK MUN Wah LahNey VOTH ahKRIN ahRK ZIN LEH ROK *FeiM* VODahMIN KOTIN VULOM
Noble Nords remember these words of the hoar father - It is duty of each man to live with courage and honor lest he *fade* unremembered into darkness.
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Those three weeks I spent here were very fruitful. I had cleared dungeons no one had clears before and fought against all odds.
I guess the best reward is the experience. It never cheats you.
Now after gathering all the important things, and with my limit to summon Atronaches has increased to four. I loaded everything on them and said farewell to the Nightgate Village.
Now, to Windhelm.
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-Bonus-
▪ His true motivated
"The White Phial, it can refill any potion right." (Jull)
"Yes." (Jon)
"So which potion are you going to choose?" (Jull)
"An important annoying to make a potion with hard to get ingredients." (Jon)
"I was asking which potion, not what kind." (Jull)
"....." (Jon)
"Hey, don't look away, it is the 'Troll's Essence' right?" (Jull)
"....." (Jon)
"Don't run away you big pervert." (Jull)
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We took off in the morning!
Five Flame Atronach Horses carried everything we looted from the dungeons.
"Hooman!"
"Yes!"
"Sing a song!"
"You are a very demanding cat, you know that!"
"What does she want?" Jull said.
"She wants me to sing for her."
"Sing for me too." Jull rode closer and was making kitty eyes.
I can resist puppy eyes but not kitty eyes.
So destructive.
I used to sing with Svidi when I was young but now I can't sing like before. My voice changed for the worse ever since I reached the puberty age.
Okay, let's pick a good song...
'System! Look for the lyrics of that song... yes now keep it on view!'
"Ehem! Ladies, I present to you the mag..."
""SING ALREADY"" They both said in unison.
Okay,
"There lived a certain Dragon,
in Skyrim long ago,
It was big and strong,
in his eyes a flaming glow.
Most people looked at it,
with terror and with fear,
But to Dragon Cults,
It was such a lovely dear.
It could turn any village to cinders,
Breathing flames and fear,
But he also was the holy creature,
Nords would revere,
Al Al Alduin,
World's eater dry and green,
There was a cat that really was gone,
Al Al Alduin,
Skyrim's biggest death machine,
It was a shame how it carried on.
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This dragon's just got to go,
Declared its enemies,
But the cultists begged,
don't you try to do it please.
No doubt this Alduin,
had lots of devotees,
Though he was a brute,
they just fell to their knees.
Then one night some men of higher power,
Set a trap, they're not to blame.
Come to fight us they kept demanding,
And it really came.
Al Al Alduin,
World' eater dry and green,
They shouted at him during his flight.
Al Al Alduin,
Skyrim's biggest death machine,
He fell down and said I feel alright.
Al Al Alduin,
World's eater dry and green,
They didn't quit they took out an Elder Scroll.
Al Al Alduin,
Skyrim's biggest death machine,
And so they send him in a time stroll.
Oh, those Nords!"
[A/N: I totally murdered 'Rasputin song.]
"Hm! You like it?"
"Did you just turn one of the most argued about historical events into a song for your cat?" Jull was giving me that look again.
"It was great wasn't it?"
"Sigh! Just leave me alone."
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The journey kept going and I kept murdering more songs for Nefertiti.
After a day, we reached Anga's Mill.
Anga's Mill is a small wood mill built along the north bank of the River Yorgrim, west of Windhelm. The mill is owned by Aeri, a Nord woman who inherited the sawmill from her father who died in the Great War.
I made some agreement with her and paid her money to deliver lumber to Winterhold.
We spent the night near the inn in our camp then set out at the next morning. If we are lucky, we may reach Windhelm by sunset.
The walls of Windhelm started to appear after a few hours of riding.
Windhelm is a city in northeastern Skyrim, close to the border with Morrowind, and is the only substantial city in the Hold of Eastmarch.
It is not only the oldest city in Skyrim, but is the oldest continuously inhabited human settlement in Tamriel.
Windhelm was once the capital of the First Empire of the Nords and the old palace of the Ysgramor dynasty, the Palace of the Kings, still stands in the center of the city.
Windhelm was founded by the legendary Ysgramor and the crew of his ship, the Ylgermet, following the Battle of the Moesring in the late Merethic Era. (The Ear Before the First Era)
According to Nordic tradition, after the Five Hundred Companions disbanded, the Ylgermet's crew stumbled upon the barrow of Yngol, Ysgramor's son.
When Ysgramor looked south and saw where the White River flowed into the Sea of Ghosts, he decreed that a great city should be built there to serve as a monument to the glories of mankind, a place from where he could gaze upon the hill of Yngol's barrow, and a gateway to guard Skyrim's interior against incursion via the river.
Captive elves were forced to build the city in the architectural style of their captors, and it is alleged that as many elves died during Windhelm's construction as were killed by the Ylgermet's crew before they had arrived at the site.
The city's great bridge was designed to allow a vigilant watch on the White River for elven attacks, and Ysgramor's palace, the Palace of the Kings, towered over the city to show man's dominion over the very winds that had caused Yngol's death on the voyage from Atmora.
That was what I could recall about the city's history. It is not just a city. It is the stronghold of the human dominance over Skyrim.
Of course, the city declined after the War of Succession when the last Emperor of the Ysgramor Dynasty died which marked the end of the Nordic Empire. After that, Olaf One-Eyed became the king and the capital city title started moving from a city to the other until it reached Solitude.
Nowadays, lying near the coast on the very northern tip of Eastmarch, Windhelm is an extremely cold city and frequently experiences blizzards.
The main gate can only be accessed by crossing a long stone bridge over the White River.
The Jarl of Windhelm is Big Bad Ulfric Stormcloak, who resides in the Palace of the Kings.
Windhelm is going to be home to the Stormcloak Rebellion, so most people in the city will support them in the Civil War.
Due in part to this, anti-foreign sentiment is common in the city from the Nord majority.
Due to Stormcloak presence, Windhelm does not comply with the Imperial ban on Talos worship and features a Temple of Talos in the city. The temple and inn lie along the main avenue of Windhelm, in the Stone Quarter.
The oldest section of the city is known as Valunstrad, which means "Avenue of Valor" in the old Nord language, and contains the palace and several residential buildings.
Because of its proximity to Morrowind, Windhelm also contains a sizable population of Dark Elves, who sought refuge in Skyrim after the eruption of Red Mountain.
The Dark Elves are confined to a cramped slum below the rest of Windhelm called the Gray Quarter, previously known as the Snow Quarter.
The Dunmer are not violently persecuted, but the local Nords are suspicious and outwardly xenophobic while Ulfric Stormcloak turns a blind eye to their plight.
Argonians also populate Windhelm but are prohibited from entering the city itself and are forced to live and work on the docks.
We finally reached the bridge of the city and joined a long line of people who wanted to enter the city.
Previously, I banished the Atronach horses and carried the whole loot on my back. It wasn't something heavy for me but I am sure it was around 250 Kgs.
During the wait in the line, some people gazed at Jullanar who intentionally didn't hide her appearance. She was in the mood to make trouble.
Jullanar who is a half Nord half Dunmer may face double the prosecution from both races but I would love to see anyone so much touches her.
Having the thought dwelling through my head, my blood started boiling. For a second the people around me flinched in fright and didn't look at my Jull anymore.
Jull who was used to my impulsive sways of mood smiled at me and seemed to get faltered by my support for her.
Lately, I have become able to release my killing intent and overpower people with it.
It was the first stage of having an 'Aura'. One must release his overpowering bloodlust then control it accordingly.
It needed a strong concentration ability to not get consumed by the bloodlust and go all berserk.
I think it may take me a month to get a hold of this ability.
I also was talking with Jull about our future fighting style.
Up until now, we were really focused on everything but we needed to get specialized in a certain martial way.
Jull was a great archer, she could take on Aela the Huntress with ease any day. (made appearance in 'Tourism in Whiterun' chapter)
She also wanted to mix magic with archery.
I fully supported her in her quest and started developing a new way to imprint Runes on the arrows while shooting them.
Jull is going to be a [Magic Archer]. I think I will see some good results at the end of the journey.
I still haven't made my decision about myself as I am good at both combat and magic.
But I think something like [Melee Combat Magician] is something unheard of. Only spell blade practice the combat and magic separately.
Oops, I spaced out. My turn has come.
"First visit! Pay a silver for yourself. Two for her." The gate guard said.
Hmmm! Because she is an elf?
No problem! I can't argue with idiotic people anyway.
"What do you think you are doing? Do you know who are you scamming here?"
Another guard came out and scolded the guard.
I can't see the face under the helmet but he was clearly some of higher standing among the guards.
"Captain Ralof, I didn't know you are here?"
"No, you were just pretending to be stupid." Ralof replied, "This is the person who won the last tournament. Even the Jarl invited him to the city!"
"Sorry captain, I had no idea."
"Of course you had no idea, I am scolding you for trying to scam people!"
Ralof turned at me and greeted, "It has been a while friend!"
We shook hands and did a cool manly shoulder hug.
"Been a while indeed, hope you are doing well, Ralof of Riverwood."
"You too Jon of Riften."
"it's Winterhold now!"
"Why the change?"
"I gained the Thaneship of Winterhold few months ago?"
"Thaneship? And here I thought I became the captain of the gate would make me compete with you guys!"
"Worry not! I am not doing much better anyway."
I started a heated conversation with an old friend as he started guiding me beyond the gate.
"Do you still remember Ongeim from the competition?"
"Scar-Mouth? Yeah, I do."
"Did you hear anything about him lately?"
"Yeah, I heard that he became a captain of some ship and works for a mage. He is also recruiting people in Candlehearth Hall, the city's biggest inn."
I thanked Ralof for the information and asked for directions to the inn.
As soon as I reached the main avenue, I found a big central building with an inn sign. Much bigger than the game's version.
The building was originally home to a great warrior named Vundheim from the early Fourth Era. When he died in 4E 38 his son, Deroct, lit a candle above the hearth in his honor. Since that day, the candle still burns and as such, the inn owes its name to this phenomenon.
The inn is owned by Elda Early-Dawn, a middle-aged Nord woman.
Just as I entered the inn, a woman behind a counter greeted me, "This here's Candlehearth Hall. Great room's upstairs, an' there's a bed for rent on the ground floor."
"Where I can find Ongeim Scar-Mouth?"
"Another recruit huh! Captain Ongeim is upstairs."
I nodded and headed to the stairs.
"Boss!"
And as soon as I went up, he spotted me.
"Come set over here Boss!"
"Been a while Ongeim! Yes, Boss, Winterhold lost half of its liveliness after you left."
"Oh! What happened?" I asked as I sat down.
"The Pirates we were waiting for started moving just after you left!"
"Oh! Horrible timing!"
"It didn't end here! The old blacksmith died and left a lot of work to the amateurs."
"Oh! I neglected that possibility!"
"Well, I didn't want to waste our funds on expensive college items so I had an audience with Arch-Mage Nurina. She told me to go contact Sir Wulfur earlier than planned."
"Oh! Did you bring Wulfur? Well done!"
"We also came with the money you asked for."
"Good! I'll rest the night and go out to the docks tomorrow."
"What for Boss?"
"Ship Shopping!"
"Ship Shopping?"
"Yeah, will buy ourselves new ships."
"Amazing! This will be of help in the future for both protection and trading."
"Anything else you want to report?"
"Ah yes!" Ongeim came closer and whispered, "I met two Firemane ladies, one of them is probably the Boss's teacher."
"You met Hilda?"
"Yes boss, she said she will be monitoring the situation and will only support us only if needed."
Hmmm!
That's good news!
*Grurururu*
That wad my stomach demanding for food.
Strange! I started eating a lot lately. I don't know what is the cause of that but my hunger started becoming very demanding lately.
"I will order dinner before I head to bed. Let's chat and eat together!"
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-Bonus-
▪Back during the ride.
"Sing another song!" (Jull)
"Can you dance while walking?" (Jon)
"Yes, what do you want me to do?" (Jull)
"I'll sing and you dance while walking!" (Jon)
"Okay! I am down now, sing!" (Jull)
"Ehem 1, 2, 3! Kiki, do you love me? Are you riding?
Say you'll never ever leave from beside me
'Cause I want ya, and I need ya
And I'm down for you always." (Jon)
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