Chapitre 82: Windhelm
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.
***
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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Chapitre 83: Ship Shopping
'System! Contact the Augur!'
I was laying on the bed in 'Candlehearth Inn' while thinking about something with a serious face.
{How can I help you?}
'I want you to scan my body?'
{What are we looking for?}
'I don't know, maybe a black hole in my stomach, or an exotic creature that eats all the food there.'
The Augur wrnt silent for a few seconds and then replied, {You consume more food than usual. I will start a scan but I guess the reason may be related to the current date as it is around the 22nd of Midyear (June).}
'What are you saying? Is there something related to the date?'
{It is not that big of a deal but for some reason, your body is having some changes, it may annoy you but you will feel hungr much faster than your usual normal condition, and the condition has a chance to remain this way until the next six months. My 'Astral Extension' will add a widget for you to measure your hunger rate so you can adapt to a certain amount of foof every day from now on...}
'Wo Wo Wo, hold on just a minute. You are making speculation based on what? What's wrong with me?'
{Wrong? Completely the opposite, you are as healthy as a horse. And if not for your Astral Damage condition, you would have shown a strength higher than your league by leaps and bounds. The current hunger condition, however, is not an illness. I can make some guesses but the most possible one is because you are still under 16 year of age which is also the puberty age of young giants. They have the same symptoms of a strong hunger and a short temper only half a year before they reach their 16th year.}
What is this rude guy saying?
'Do I look like a giant to you?'
{You don't, but your Firemane Clan does.}
'Wait a minute? You are saying that the Firemane people have the giants blood lineage?'
{Exactly?}
'That explains why I and cousin Bjorna are not as tall as these freaks, but I thought their blood lineage had something to do with the [Fire Resistance] in my status or something to do with taming.'
{Giants are known to be the only race that can tame Mammoths and grind their bones. Maybe your clan has two blood lineages. And speaking of which, my 'Astral Extension' is already done with scanning your body. Please check your status.}
Guh! Fine.
'Status!'
◆■◆■◆■◆■◆■◆
● Name: Jon Dare
● Race: Human (Nord)
● Age: 15
● Level: 18
● Attributes:
. Health: 155/155
. Stamina: 110/110
. Magicka: 520/520
●Active Effects:
Astral Damage: 16%
Hunger: 23%
◆■◆■◆■◆■◆■◆
●Magic:
.+Mysticism
.+Alterations
.+Conjunction
.+Destruction
.+Illusion
.+Restoration
.×Special Powers:
. ▶Racial (Nord)
. ▶Standing Stone (Shadow Stone)
. ▼Blood Lineage (Firemane): Awakening
. <Resis Fire>
. <???>
.+Thu'um
◆■◆■◆■◆■◆■◆
●Saved Data:
.+Skyrim_landscacape
.+Crushed_enemies
.+Butchered_lyrics
.+Cute_Nefertiti_pics
.+New_Folder
◆■◆■◆■◆■◆■◆
'My hunger is already 23%? I was fully bloated just an hour ago!'
{It is only natural, I will send you a list of the best suited diet for you.}
'Thanks! There is also the thing about the 'Awakening' word beside the blood lineage. Your guess is probably correct.'
{That's only natural!}
'What will it be like in the end?'
{It depends on you. Maybe an interesting mutation may accidentally happen.}
'Don't jinx it!'
Sigh!
This is really annoying!
I mean, a second puberty in the same body will sure make everyone laugh at me.
Let's just think of something pleasant!
'What is the situation in the College?'
{Some people in unusual clothing came to the college with a very talented girl lately. The girl received a lot of invitations from some teachers but she declined them with no second thought. Her target seemed to be Senior Nurina. Maybe your adoptive mother is going to take a new disciple!}
'Oh! So I am having a junior sister, huh! Is she cute?'
{By normal standards, she is already as popular as you when you first arrived.}
'Good!'
{She is also asking around for a man called Darth Vader.}
'...... Fuck! Why her?'
{Do you perhaps know about the person she is talking about!}
'Nope, leave me alone!'
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After we finished the conversation, the Augur sent me my new diet plan.
"Why am I not surprised?"
The best way to put down the hunger is to eat Mammoth meat. It is considered one of the most expensive kinds of meat in Skyrim and it is very nutritious.
I only ate it on very few occasions and the last one was in the 'Blue Palace' after the tournament. But I didn't like the idea of killing Mammoths or Sabercats. Those two cool creatures were considered extinct in my past life so I somewhat think highly of them.
And I haven't seen a living mammoth yet, not even once, but one day I will surely not just see one, but will also ride it.
After resting with Jull, we decided that it was about time to eat dinner and so I ordered a mammoth stew.
Such an expensive order would grab a lot of attention in the inn's lobby so we decided to eat in our room.
Jullanar was charmed by the aroma of the stew and I ordered some raw mammoth meat for Nefertiti. It was really something to look forward to.
As we were about to start digging in, someone very rude knocked on the door of my room.
"Who is it?"
"Boss, I am Merdiv!"
Oh! So they finished up selling the stuff already.
"Come in!"
"Excuse me!"
As soon as he came in, he lagged on the delicious aroma of the stew.
"Ehem!" Jull who was glaring at him cleared her throat.
"Oh! Boss! Captain Ongeim sent me to tell you that all the loot was completely dealt with.and the coin was was loaded on the ship. Here is this paper, it has everything written in details." Ongeim's vice-captain handed me a paper.
"Thank you, you may leave now." Jull, however, was kicking him out.
"Yes, my lady." The young man made a respectful nod and left.
I unrolled the paper and couldn't help but grin. This was some fortune.
"Two thousand Gold Septim! That was indeed something!"
"Really?"
"Look, most of the coins came from the exchanging of the Ancient Nordic coins we found, some gems fetched out a high price too."
"We became rich?"
"We were already rich!"
"Haha!" Jull's mood already became better and started eating the mammoth stew with a wide smile.
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The next day was a very important day. Why? Because we are ship shopping.
I woke up early then dragged Jull and Ongeim to the docks. There were a lot shipbuilders over there who worked for the East Empire Company.
Making an order was simple. I talked with the chief carpenter who was a bit stubborn and reluctant at first but he was no match for my sketchbook.
Once he saw the designs I have, the blood and soul of a craftsman that dwelled within him started burning and asked for a copy of the ship sketch I have but he only had to agree and build me what I asked for.
The reason for his refusal at first was due to my looks. Even though I am slaying it wherever I go, I still have the face of a 15 years old brat. No one of those who doesn't know me would take me too seriously.
There was another reason and it was me requesting a ship with an Imperial design from a Nordic craftsman.
He was just too stubborn when he heard me at first, but when he checked out the design, he figured that it only took the Imperial design as a base and the rest was something else.
The ship was the normal wooden ship from my past life, it only had a higher deck the usual.
The deck was not actually a deck, it was a roof that had two turrets, one in the front and one in the back.
Turrets are not actually something known in this world but I designed a turret and magic cannons that work on Soul Gems, the cannons shoot 'Fireballs'.
In fact they are actually staves but I had a certain design in mind to lessen the Magicka consumption, also the turrets are really easy to spin and move around.
The roof was not completely covering the actual deck as robes and people could easily move through, sails were also controllable by using spinners and ropes.
One of the most important features was the ship's 'Ram'.
'The Ram' is a gigantic metal drill that is fixed in front of the ship between the Keel and the Forepeak.
[A/N: Keel- a long fixed fin at the bottom of the boat that aids in stabilization.
Forepeak : a front protrusion of the ship used as a platform for crew operating sails on the bowsprit.]
Apart from that, I left the sail design for the shipbuilders, I don't have much experience in this area.
The ship was a Brig type and I wanted to order two of it.
The chief carpenter said that he can only start on only one right now and will finish it by the next month. The price was argued about for a while but I was satisfied from the start.
Leaving the office of the chief carpenter, I had some plans in mind so I took Jull and wallked back to the city.
While I was walking, I met a certain old friend that I haven't met for almost half a year.
"Jon boy?"
"Uncle Glover?"
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Glover Mallory, Delvin's younger brother, he is one of the thieves I grew up in their care.
He is a very crafty and smart thief, yet he is always quiet and likes to keep it to himself.
He is also an expert blacksmith and one of the few who knew the technique of crafting and fixing 'Bonemold' armors.
"It has been a while, old man."
"Hehe! Who are you calling old you brat? look at you, you smell like a lot of money now. Let me guess, hmmm! That's some thousand gold... you dog!"
"Haha, and you smell like a measly hundred gold!"
"You sure still can sniff right!"
"Hahaha!"
"Hahaha!"
"Who is that?" Jull looked at Glover and asked.
"Oh Jull, this is Glover! Glover, Jull! He is a senior of mine at my previous work. And she is my attendant!"
"Attendant? You sure have a lot of money now! The last thing we heard about you was you magically becoming a Thane in Winterhold, how did you pull that one out?"
"Hehe! Just as you said, 'Magically'!"
"Oh! That sure sounds like a grand tale but it seems like I have to hear it another time."
"Why not? Come to the tavern and let's catch up!"
"I am afraid my ship is going to sail in an hour, I found a new job outside Skyrim and I'll just move over there?"
Oh! So it's that thing then.
"Are you by any chance heading to Morrowind?"
"Not exactly, not the mainland at least."
"Solstheim?"
"Yes!"
"Did anyone bother you?"
"No, I just can't stay around Riften anymore."
"I see!"
He was willing to go by all means.
I also know the reason.
After a fast catching up with him, we parted ways and he went to the docks.
What a poor soul!
He must be feeling so much guilt.
The story of Glover is not known to many players but some may know it. He is not one of the NPCs that would leave a big impression unlike his charismatic brother Delvin after all.
In the game, he made an appearance in the DLC expansion, 'Dragonborn'.
Many years ago, Glover Mallory went on a job near some village but an accident happened and he had to hide in some barn.
A woman found him and they fell in love, blah, blah, blah! One year later, he found out that his wife is pregnant and chickened out!
After that he ran from the village and his wife, never to be seen again.
Many years later, Brnyjolf recruited a new member to the guild and that was the daughter.
Those who played the game knows her as 'Sapphire', a very annoying and grumpy girl.
However, when Glover saw Sapphire, he recognized her and felt so much guilt. He could only do what a thief can do best.
Run!
Just like many years ago, he ran away again. Not from responsibility, but from guilt.
"Sigh! Life!"
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-Bonus-
▪Don vs Jon.
"Hey Big Don, give me some action chapter." (Jon)
"Nope!" (Don)
"Side Novel?" (Jon)
"Nope!" (Don)
"Bigger Chapter!" (Jon)
"Nope!" (Don)
"You traitor, so the rumors are true. you are making a new novel of a MC with a badass background."
"Humph!" (Don) *Grins while fixing the glasses with a finger*
"That's it, FUS RO DAH!" (Jon)
"Nice try boy!" (Don) *presses backspace*
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