章節 391: Through the Veil
Michael carries the drunk Megumin through the College while making his way to her room, wishing to put her to bed before she does something stupid. He, fortunately, doesn't meet any obstacles and reaches the girl's room before tossing her onto the bed like a sack of potatoes. "Alright, you sleep off the alcohol. Don't leave the room and make sure to drink plenty of water. Got it?"
"Yyyeeeeeaaah..."
"I'll take that as a yes... Sleep tight, Megumin." he says, closing the door behind him as he leaves... Only to find himself standing face to face with the Arch-Mage.
"Having fun, Apprentice?" Savos asks with a slight smile, "I hope you haven't been corrupting our young friend with the terrors of alcohol."
Michael shrugs, "She drank some strong mead before I could stop her... It happens. Did you need something?"
The Arch-Mage nods, "I did and still do. That deal we made, I require your assistance now, if you have the time to spare?"
"Sure, what're we doing?" he asks, wanting to repay his debt as soon as physically possible.
The Arch-Mage nods, "Come, this is a private matter I'd rather not have others hear." he gives a smirk, "The walls have ears, and some of our guests are particularly large ones." he says with a chuckle.
"Guests you won't remove."
"For reasons we both know, Michael... Anyway, come inside, we have much to discuss." Savos says, directing Michael into the Arch-Mage quarters before shutting the door behind them, a faint *click!* wringing out signifying that the door is locked.
"Alright, what are we actually doing then?"
The Arch-Mage walks over and sits in a chair at the side of the room, "Well, we need to take a little trip to Oblivion, I trust you don't have any objections?"
...
"You want me to come to Oblivion with you... This is for a Sigil Stone or something, right? We're not going to an actual Prince's domain, right?" Michael questions, feeling as if he was getting punked.
The Arch-Mage shakes his head, "We aren't going to collect a Sigil Stone, nor are we going to one of the Prince's domains. You see, I've run afoul with one of my contracted Dremora, who managed to break my control over him after a botched experiment. He tossed my Alchemy table onto the floor, flooding my quarters with toxic gasses, preventing me from apprehending him as quickly as I would have liked."
"And? What did he steal?" Michael asks, continuing upon receiving Savos' surprised hum, "He obviously stole something, otherwise you'd just summon him back. Him taking something is the only reason I can see for us to go to him."
The Arch-Mage nods, "An accurate deduction, Apprentice. Yes, he did indeed steal something, not of mine, but of the College. Shalidor's trinket, something every Arch-Mage of this college is entrusted with. For it to be stolen due to my own errors is bad enough, let alone being unable to retrieve it... I ask you, both as a friend and as someone indebted to me, help me recover this artifact."
Michael chews his in thought for a moment before nodding, "I'll help, just promise not to leave me in Oblivion." he says, knowing full well that he could use the Dimension Gate spell to leave if such a thing occurred... He'd not be nice to Savos afterwards if the man left him, not nice at all.
Savos stands with a smile, patting Michael on the shoulder as he retrieves a staff sitting against a nearby wall, "Shall we get going then? You don't need to grab anything before we leave?"
"No, I think I've got everything..." Michael says, checking his equipment and inventory over. Darth was hiding within a shadow in the crook of his neck, and Derflinger was in his sheath on his hip. There wasn't anything else he could think of that'd be useful, barring the Daedric Artifacts that were hidden in his inventory that he still refused to use. "Let's go."
"Very well." Savos says as he conjures a purple spell in his palm and lets it slowly drop to the floor in front of him like a magical snowflake.
*Thwoom!*
A portal to Oblivion tears itself into existence once the spell hits the floor, "Come, let's not waste any more time." he says, stepping through as Michael follows him.
On the other side, the duo are greeted with a sight that only the unfortunate would ever see in their lifetimes. A purple chaotic sky devoid of any sunlight that provides only an eerie dark glow to encompass everything. It was dim, but not dark, visible but not without difficulties making things out.
The ground was rocky and composed of a grey material that flaked like brittle glass but had the texture of stone. Some trees and other foliage grew around the place, but all of it looked to be dead or dying. That wasn't the worst of it however, as the landmass they were standing on wasn't a consistent thing like it was in Mundus... It was like a small island floating atop the abyss, with nothing underneath it but the void.
Other islands were floating around as well, some with structures built atop them and some without. The thing Michael immediately notices though is the many creatures inhabiting the land... Despite how lifeless and inhospitable the place seemed, it wasn't dead... Indeed, it looked more populace than Skyrim.
The creatures were too numerous and too varied to count, each looking unique in its own way, but all having some similar traits to one another. They either had pale purple scales and leather or pale skin with black veins decorating them like spiders webs or lightning bolt scars. Fortunately, none had noticed Michael or the Arch-Mage yet.
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章節 392: Dealing With Devils
"Is this the right place?" Michael asks, glancing around the place to make sure nothing was sneaking up on them.
"Seems so, I can sense Shalidor's trinket... It seems that we've arrived some distance from it however. I suspect we'll have to fight our way through this realm."
"What realm is this anyway? And does anything rule it that we have to look out for?"
The Arch-Mage rolls his staff around in his hand, "There are tens of thousands of planes in Oblivion, most are ruled by a Daedric Prince, but some are so far out of their spheres of influence that they escape their notice. Take this one for example, the closest to it would be..." he pauses while taking the time to cast a spell, "The Myriad Realms of Revelry ruled by the Prince of Debauchery, I'll not state his name due to the obvious, and I'd advise you to do the same... Anyway, this plane had been almost entirely ignored, and so these inhabitants have staked their claim." he says, gesturing towards the creatures and structures off in the distance.
"So we don't have to worry about getting mind-fucked or disintegrated or something? Good..." Michael says with a sigh of relief.
Savos casually shrugs his shoulders, "I wouldn't be at ease yet, Apprentice. Just because the Prince's may not bother us does not mean that there are no threats at all. This is still Oblivion, a place of chaos where power determines everything. Stay on guard."
Michael nods, "Will do... Any idea on where we're going though?"
"Yes, our quarry is... Over there." Savos says while pointing at a floating island over in the distance which had an almost church-like structure built atop it, only with a more demonic look.
"Uh huh... And how do we get there? Can you fly?" he asks.
The Arch-Mage shakes his head, "No, but there are usually alternatives. As Oblivion is so chaotic, some magics are easier to utilise than others. Magic as a whole lost a lot after the Oblivion crisis, but those willing to scrape through the ashes can recover some things." he says, grabbing Michael's hand before they both fade from existence, reappearing on a floating island that was between their destination.
Unfortunately, the duo wasn't alone...
*Skreeeeeeeeeee!!!*
A winged Daedra screeches, alerting all nearby creatures before it darts towards the duo, claws ready to tear them apart... Only for a wave of fire to incinerate, courtesy of the Arch-Mage. Its smoking corpse drops to the ground next to some more charging quadrupeds that looked like what'd happen if a lion bred with a komodo dragon.
"Let's not dally Apprentice! Remove these creatures so we can continue!" Savos says while incinerating another group of Daedra.
Michael didn't need to be told twice, pointing a finger at the center of them all and casting "Winter's Curse!"
The creature is frozen solid as its allies skid to a halt, all of them turning to face their frozen comrade with a brutal gleam in their eyes. Not another moment later they all sprinted towards it, biting, clawing, and crushing the frozen creature in a berserk frenzy.
The curse was VEEERY effective against large weak groups of enemies, with them all grouped up like that, it was to easy for Michael to cast a couple Dragon Slave spells to finish them all off.
"Impressive. You've learned a lot since last you showed me."
Michael shrugs, "I can show you some spells later, we've still got a job to do, remember?"
Savos nods, "We'll be at our destination after this, so be prepared for whatever we may face." he says, grabbing Michael and teleporting another time, the two of them appearing outside of the doorless entrance to the 'church' building.
The Arch-Mage is the first to step inside, Michael follows closely behind but pauses when he gets a glimpse at the interior decoration of the place... It looked like a traditional warm home, with clean wooden floors, nice furniture, a well-outfitted kitchen, etc...
"Xalracious! Show your face and return what is rightfully mine!" Savos exclaims while his staff crackles with red hot flames.
...
"No! Go away!" the hoarse voice of a Dremora shouts from the second floor, sounding eerily similar to a house-bound otaku.
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"Savos, if this Dremora comes down with a body pillow and a neckbeard I'm going to throw myself off of this island." Michael says, not willing to accept that such a pathetic-looking demon exists.
"I don't know what either of those are... Xalracious! Come down now before I turn your home to rubble!"
...
*Tap, Tap, Tap, Tap*
A Dremora walks down the stairs with a daeric dagger in hand, he was 6.5ft with horns and the typical black and red skin. He lacked the usual daedric armour however, instead, being dressed in a leather shirt and hide trousers, clearly displaying his muscular body.
"You, Savos Aren. Why should I return what I stole when you continue to steal from ME!?"
"Stealing?" Michael questions, confused by the Dremora's words.
Savos gives a casual shrug of his shoulders, "This is one of the Dremora that I like to borrow the furniture of. I thought we had a deal, Xalracious, but it seems I was mistaken."
"IT WAS NO DEAL! IT WAS BLACKMAIL! THE CEASE OF TORTURE FOR THE USE OF MY FURNITURE THAT BELONGS TO MY CLAN!"
"A deals a deal. Now, return to me Shalidor's Trinke, or else."
The Dremora bares the dagger with a growl, "I refuse! It's mine noooww-ack!" the demon is cut off as Savos slams his staff into the Dremora's head, breaking one of his horns as he topples to the ground. He then rifles through the dremora's pockets, quickly finding Shalidor's Trinket... He wasn't finished yet however.
"Since you broke our deal, I don't see a reason not to seek compensation." the Arch-Mage casually remarks as he grabs an ornately decorated wooden chair and begins walking towards the exit. "Ah, Apprentice! Grab that table as well, it would look nice in my quarters."
"NO! NOT THAT! RETURN IT OR FACE YOUR DOOO-ACK!"
Michael follows the Arch-Mage out after knocking the Dremora into unconsciousness via a kick to the face. "So, is that all? I honestly expected more..."
Savos nods, "I did too, Apprentice. I anticipated us having to fight an entire clan of Dremora. It seems Xalracious was left to housekeep though. Nonetheless, I retrieved what I came for, let's return." he says, summoning a portal back to Skyrim.
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