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Chapitre 246: Meet the locals

Tiffania was an instant hit with the locals, who despite being wary of her long ears, quickly warmed up to her due to her shy and demure, yet incredibly polite and friendly temperament. Of course, her beauty did help ease things along, even if Michael found himself having to 'assess' each person who interacts with her... Valga wasn't happy with him after he'd sent one drunkard through a wall for trying to cop a feel of Tiffania's ass. To be honest, the guy was lucky to come out alive, as Michael hadn't restrained his strength...

Valga's anger with him quickly faded though as he 'donated' enough gold to pay for the wall, along with her new friendship with Tiffania, who the woman had started treating like a daughter or niece for some reason.

Valdr, Ari, and Niels were happy to meet Tiffania, even if they didn't really mesh due to their Nordic attitudes. They saw Tiffania as one would see a lamb, weak and requiring protection, leading them to be somewhat condescending when they spoke to her, as if they were dealing with a child. Though, this could just be due to her difficulty speaking their tongue. Tiffania took it all in good stride however, simply enjoying the new sights, sensations, and scenery. This was something Michael could agree with, as the Skyrim inn was a far and welcome departure from anything in Halkeginia.

For dinner, Valga had gotten the help of her servers, Illococoo and Narri to hang a honey-glazed pig above the fire in the center of the room, the latter woman turning the spitroast so that it would cook evenly, causing the entire place to smell of succulent pork and ale. Tiffania usually preferred vegetables, probably due to her elven heritage, but she was more than eager to get a taste of the pork. The girl was almost drooling as she watched it cook, all while completely forgetting about the dice game she was supposed to be playing.

Michael claps her on the back to get her attention back on the game, causing her to swallow her saliva awkwardly and begin coughing, this had every on the table laugh good-naturedly at her expense, leaving the girl red-faced in embarrassment. "Drooling over it isn't going to make it cook faster, here, have this to tide you over for now." Michael says, sliding over a sweet roll that he'd pulled from his inventory... What? Those things a fucking amazing, of course he'd keep a stash for himself!

"Thank you." she politely thanks, picking up and examining the baked good for a moment before taking a bite, some of its icing getting smeared on the side of her mouth. Her eyes light up as she chews, "Mmm! T-this is good!"

Michael smiles, "I knew you'd like that, ah, here," he says, wiping off the icing with a finger and eating it, causing the girl to sputter and blush even further as the others watch with amusement.

"Is this how things work outside of Skyrim? A couple Nords would be sucking each other's faces by now!" Ari remarks.

Valdr shakes his head, "No, even outside of Skyrim they'd have gone back to their room already... These two are just prudes." he says, receiving a glare from Michael as he translates their words to Tiffania, making her hold her hands to her face in an attempt to hide how embarrassed she was... Truly they were having fun teasing her.

"Say, Tiffania here actually wants to explore Skyrim, you guys got any ideas on where to see some sights?" Michael asks.

"Most places in Skyrim have something unique about them, otherwise they'd have never been settled in the first place. Our land and history are rich, but, I suppose it depends what you're looking for... If you only want to see pretty buildings then Solitude is the way to go. If you want to see lands with history, go and visit Jorrvaskr and Dragonreach in Whiterun, or even the keep of Windhelm. I don't know if it's true, but they saw that Windhelm is the oldest city, built by men at least."

Michael nods while Tiffania listens with both difficulty and interest. Things continued on well from there, their dice game ending just as the spit-roasted pork finished cooking. Tiffania found herself handed a whole leg of the pig, the girl sheepishly looking around for help as she struggled to hold the thing.

Soon enough Michael had drank enough to loosen him a bit, but with the bards singing boring tunes about the might of the empire, Ragnar the Red, etc. He got so fed up with them in fact that he started drunkenly singing his own songs, in particular, the easy to remember ones from his original world like Fly Me To The Moon, Piano Man, and other similar songs. All of it was in English of course, so no one apart from him and eventually Illococoo actually understood any of the words... It didn't stop some people from enjoying the lyrics though.

The rest of the evening went by quickly, with drunken patrons leaving, some paying for rooms as they were too shitfaced to walk home properly, and others simply passing out at their tables as it is. Michael stood up with shaky feet and was assisted by Tiffania back to her room. She was also pretty tipsy, her tolerance was low, but she didn't drink a lot of ale as she disliked the flavour.

Michael stumbles into the room and flops onto the bed, barely managing to get his shoes off as he does so. Tiffania follows him, dressing up in her sleeping clothes and crawling into bed next to him.

The two hadn't slept in the same bed since coming to this world, but Tiffania didn't know or care about it, instead returning to their usual sleeping arrangement. Much to the drunken Michaels delight...

They spooned in bed, Michael unconsciously kissing the back of her neck, causing Tiffania's body to stiffen slightly, before relaxing and wiggling closer to him. She didn't know if she was ready for such intimacy, especially with Michael being drunk, but she could handle this at least... Luckily for her, before Michael got any friskier, he passes out almost as soon as his head rests against the pillow...


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Chapitre 247: Groove

It's been three weeks since Michael and his friends had come to Skyrim, and they were finally starting to get into the routine of things. Getting used to it was difficult, as Skyrim was a substantially different place compared to any nation back in Halkeginia. Things as simple as gathering and chopping your own wood to use, not having bathhouses to bathe, or even getting used to the new currency.

Indeed, Michael had never been as relaxed as he had been now. Not getting chased, not having the apocalypse looming above him, not having a 'master' over him. The friends he'd made in Falkreath too made a difference, he and the others were starting to call this place home.

Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end, at least for the moment. Falkreath was only the beginning of their journey in this world, and now that Charlotte and Tiffania had a very basic grasp on the language, it was time that they depart.

Michale had gathered a few thousand Septims from his time working under the Jarl, and it would be enough to fund their trip. As for the route itself, he'd bought a couple maps from the local general store and went through it, quickly deciding that going through Helgen to get to Riften was the best way for now. They could go North to Whiterun first, then venture around the Throat of the World into Riften, but that was inefficient in his eyes.

Plus, he didn't want them to stay in Riften any longer than they had to. The place was a cesspit and home of the Thieves Guild, people who he just so happened to have offended recently. They'd stop there, go to the Temple of Mara, then leave as soon as they came.

After that they'd probably go to Whiterun. He wanted to spend some time with the Companions, more to see how his martial abilities compared to this world's warriors. The Companions were considered some of the best, so he was hoping to learn some things from them.

There was also the Skyforge and the 'best smith in Skyrim', Eorlund Gray-Mane who Michael wished to make use of the ebony he had.

Regardless, everything else after that could be planned later. For now, Michael shrugs the heavy backpack full of supplies he'd just bought and stores it in his inventory once he was out of sight. With that done, he heads down to Grave Concoctions where he'd last seen Charlotte and Tiffania.

Yeah, both of them had started learning the basics of Alchemy from Zaria not long after Tiffania had woken up. They couldn't just spend all their time trying to learn the language, so he'd paid Zaria to tutor them in her free time. Her shop wasn't all that busy most of the time, and with him paying for their tutelage along with all the ingredients they'd use, the duo had made a fair amount of progress in their studies... Not that Michael could really tell, he had no clue when it came to Alchemy.

It was significantly different to what you did when playing Skyrim... You couldn't just haphazardly mix shit together to see what would happen... Depending on the ingredients an explosion would occur more often than not. That wasn't the most common outcome though, that would be causing the Alchemy Table itself to melt, get damaged, or simply cease working all together... Michael had made a good amount of money, but he couldn't afford to replace Alchemy Tables that often... So, he'd either have to get someone to teach him, or ignore this particular art for now...

Considering that Tiffania and Charlotte were learning about it, he was more interested in Smithing and Enchanting, so he'd see if he could start learning one of them once they settled in the College of Winterhold.

When the girls weren't learning under Zaria, they also spent time watching Runil work. The mage had offered to teach them things about Arkay and such when Michael had brought Tiffania in for a check-up.

Michael asked if the guy could teach magic as well, but apparently, Charlotte and Tiffania's grasp on Tamrielic wasn't good enough to risk it. One misunderstood word and shit would hit the fan, or so he says. Michael understood where he was coming from though once he learned just how dangerous Restoration magic could be, despite the public's general goodwill towards its practitioners, the results of a miscast Restoration spell sounded more like dark magic than anything else.

Runil claims to have once seen someone accidentally alter someone's brain when trying to heal a gash on their head, causing their body to grow randomly and abnormally as if they had whatever the elephant-man had. They grew so tall that their body couldn't support their weight, they had tumours all over them, and eventually, their heart couldn't keep up with it all.

Michael didn't have to be told twice not to start messing with that magic alone. He quickly gave the girls the same story, wanting to preempt any attempts that they may make as well. He did this for Charlotte more than anything, before she tried to take her mother's healing into her own hands.

She did badger Runil with enough questions to the extend where the man was considering kicking her out of the Hall of the Dead... Fortunately, Michael managed to convince both of them to avoid such a thing.

Tiffania also made sure to continue her studies with Brimir's Prayerbook. Her Void Magic was no lesser to anything in Skyrim, so she'd be a fool to ignore it. The World Gate worked, despite the rather crazy and difficult journey through said gate. Michael only hoped that the next time wouldn't be so... Chaotic.

Their interaction with the locals was the main reason that people were sad to see them go. Michael was kinda creeped out by the way Nenya looked at him after he'd told her and the Jarl, so he made a quick exit after that. He was stopped by the Jarl though, but fortunately, the man wasn't upset, and instead gifted them with a couple of horses and a carriage for his contributions to Falkreath.


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