章節 507: Just Kunkka
The reinforcements from the Summerset Isles were confirmed from the Thalmor files, but there wasn't any information on how big said fleet would be, nor the time they would arrive.
Lastly, the thing that brought a vicious grin to Michael's face was... A list of people in the Thalmor's pocket. Nobles, thanes, merchants, there were even some beggers included in this. He was more interested in the big names however... While his dislike of nobles had faded somewhat, he wouldn't miss the chance to punish those who abused their positions.
Michael glances to Saeko and nods at the gathered papers, "Nice haul... Take what you want before I burn everything, gotta stick with the dragon attack story."
Saeko shoves some papers into her pouch, these detailing the names of high-level Thalmor officials that were apparently leading the fleet to Skyrim. They'd been at the head of the invasion in Hammerfell, but had been reassigned it seemed.
"Let's go."
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Not long after the destruction of Northwatch Keep, Saeko received a letter from Aela the Huntress, a Companion who she was apparently good friends with. She left to go attend to whatever that was, and Michael took the chance to rest and check out his status.
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Name : Michael Tahlin
Rank : Demigod
Stats :
Strength : 166 > 178
Agility : 335.1 > 356.2
Intelligence : 230 > 245.7
Birthsign : The Mage
Bloodline : Human/Winter Wyvern Hybrid
Familiar : Darth, Dark Monolith Parasite
Abilities :
[Dead God...?] (142) : Allows user to Respawn when killed, suppresses emotions based on number of deaths, makes dead things more receptive to user. Grants more powers and abilities the more deaths the user experiences.
[Spirit Summoner] (Rank 1) : User is able to summon his Spirits, number and duration of summons is determined by Intelligence, Death Affinity, and strength of the summoned Spirit. Can only Summon Spirits a Rank lower than the user.
[Spark of Divinity] (Rank 0.0004 > 0.0008) : On the cusp of greatness.
[The Mage] : Enables user to learn all magic-based skills 20% faster.
[Gandalfr] : Enables user to utilise any weapon at two ranks above their current proficiency while granting them the knowledge necessary to use them. While wielding a weapon, temporarily gain +100% in all stats.
[Vanntalfdir] : Enables user to walk on liquids as if they were solid surfaces, can be activated at will but continuously drains mana to function.
[Wynningbaldr] : Allows user to detect break-points and use mana to exploit them.
[Gift-Blood of Auroth] : The Life-Blood of Auroth the Winter Wyvern inhabits the user granting them the abilities she possessed. Massively increased Ice Affinity, increased Strength and Durability, improved Eye-sight, Ice Breath Attack, and the Will of Auroth.
[Language Comprehension] : Enables user to understand all spoken tongues, and increase the rate of which they learn reading and writing.
[Adept Mana Manipulation] > [Expert Mana Manipulation] : Allows user more control over his magic, spells, and some abilities. Mana efficiency and control of power is increased.
[Pain Immunity] : Allows user to shut off or mute his sense of pain at will.
[Expert basic Swordsmanship(Two handed swords/One handed swords)] : Determines how skilful the user is when handling swords.
[Adept basic Dagger techniques(Single edge, curved, straight, double edge.)] : Determines how skilful the user is when handling daggers.
[Desensitized] : Things of a violent or shocking nature fail to draw a reaction like they used to. Emotions are dulled somewhat and user is more easily able to think and rationalize in high stress situations.
Affinities :
[Death Affinity], [Water Affinity], [Fire Affinity], [Lesser Space Affinity], [Lesser Darkness Affinity], [Supreme Ice Affinity]
Spirits :
Commoner Tier :
Shadow Shaman : Lvl MAX
Slark : Lvl MAX
Riki : Lvl MAX
Hero Tier :
Anti-Mage : Lvl MAX
Lina : Lvl MAX
Winter Wyvern : Lvl MAX
Legend Tier :
Rubick : Lvl MAX
Silencer : Lvl MAX
Kunkka : Lvl MAX
Demigod Tier :
Shadow Fiend Lvl 3 > 9
Magic :
Tamrielic
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Spirit : Shadow Fiend
Level : 3 > 9
Abilities :
Subsume Soul (Rank 2) : Allows user to devour a soul in his possession, granting some attributes it originally possessed. The chance of gaining anything from a soul is determined by the soul's strength and the ability's Rank.
Shadow Raze (Rank 1) : Calls forth a blast of demonic energy to harm targets in an area, can be cast thrice in quick succession but only at varying distances. Enemies hit by multiple Shadow Raze's will take bonus damage.
Necromastery (Rank 4) : Allows user to steal the souls of those he kills, stored souls grant an increase in Strength when held up to a limit determined by user's intelligence and ability rank. User loses all stored souls when killed.
Presence of the Dark Lord (Rank 1) : User's presence now causes enemies' armour and defences to be weaker, the enemies themselves will find themselves less durable than before.
Requiem of Souls (Rank 1) : User utilises his stored souls to cast a demonic explosion that damages, slows, reduces magical resistance, and terrorizes enemies when struck. Requiem of Souls will automatically be cast when user dies.
Souls :
Mortal Souls : 127
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The rank of [Spark of Divinity] increased upon the absorption of the Dragon Soul, it'd be higher if he hadn't given one Dragon Soul Shard to Derflinger but, having a Thu'um-using sword was way cooler in his opinion.
He was keeping a bunch of Mortal Souls to use on Requiem of Souls in the future, they wouldn't give much of a stat boost if he 'Subsumed' them anyway, so the Strength increased would have to suffice right now.
Other than that, he wanted to get to know a Spirit that he'd been holding off until now... Kunkka. Since he'd become able to summon his Spirits, he'd been occasionally summoning the 'freindlier' ones. People like Lina, Rhasta, Riki, and Rubick... He wanted to summon Wei, but that'd probably pull her teacher, Anti-Mage along with her... He didn't want to fight hat guy inside of the book, let alone outside of it.
Obviously, he refused to summon some Spirits, Slark being one of them, and Shadow Fiend being another once he was able to summon them. Bringing a stupidly powerful, soul-devouring demon to Tamriel felt like a dumb idea...
Regardless, he pushes his consciousness into Kunkka's world, his vision flashing as he appears on a cliff overlooking the sea... On Michael's right, was Kunkka.
The Admiral was a large, broad-shouldered man wearing a colourful blue navy attire, with every belt and buckle filled with something, be it weaponry, pipeweed, sailing tools, or even a flask of rum that Michael could smell from where he was standing. Kunkka had slightly receding black hair with wisps of white declaring his age, wrinkles, a large unkempt beard, and a big cross-shaped scar on his forehead.
Most notably was the large glowing sabre on Kunkka's hip, Tidebringer.
"Hello?" Michael asks the forlorn-looking Admiral who was staring down at the crashing waves. His voice brings Kunkka out of his trance, causing the man to turn towards him.
"Greetings, I am Kunkka, Admiral of the Claddish Navy. Of whom do I greet?" he asks, planting Tidebringer into the ground and calmly resting his weight on it.
"Michael Tahlin, er, Creator of the Eye of the World, I guess?" he replies.
"Hmm, 'Eye of the World' you say? Never heard of it!" he says with an out-of-place jolly tone.
Michael shrugs, "Well, it's not from around here... Whever 'here' is." he says, not recognising Kunkka's world. Riki had shown him many maps and paintings of locations, but this didn't match anywhere he knew.
Kunkka lets out a sigh, lighting his pipe and taking a few puffs, "This is where my fleet fell of course, the Trembling Isle!"
...
Kunkka puffs some smoke rings at Michael's sympathetic expression, "Don't look at me like that, while I still stand, the Claddish Navy lives on!"
"Ah, you mean your Ghost Ship?" Michael asks.
"Hoh? You know of it? Strange, no one alive has ever seen it!... Have you been spying on me, lad? Some would want you hung for spying on ancestral magic youknow!"
Michael shrugs, "Well, it doesn't really matter when you consider this." he says, gesturing at the ocean and casting Torrent, causing Kunkka's eyes to widen.
"How...? Are you one of mine, lad?... You look nothing like me!"
Michael shakes his head, "Let me explain this fucked up situation..." he says, going on to give the basic information he'd had to give to every other Spirit he'd chosen.
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章節 508: Haste Makes Waste
Elsewhere in High Hrothgar :
"Focus, Dragonborn. You must harness your spirit, your knowledge, your will, and exert it within your voice..." Arngeir says as he stands over a meditating Surtr.
"I don't understand. You keep saying 'harness your spirit', but what does that even mean? It feels like you're asking me to work a muscle I don't have!" Surtr exclaims, getting frustrated by his lack of progress...
He'd come here to learn what being the 'Dragonborn' entailed, but all he'd learned thus far had been proper meditation stance, a few breathing techniques, and that's about it. These monks had been trying to indoctrinate him into their 'Way of the Voice', but as far as he was concerned, his voice was his to use however he pleased... Why should he limit himself to their weak and cowardly ideas? Ulfric didn't, and he wouldn't either... Not that he'd speak on his opinion yet, he still had much to learn from them, damned ideals or not.
"We aren't teaching you how to mindlessly destroy, Dragonborn, we are teaching you to harness your birth-given talents and find balance. The Thu'um and everything it entails will come later, once you have mastered the basics." Arngeir says with his hands folded in his sleeves.
...
"Alduin's return. I am fated to fight him. Do you not wish to survive? Because meditating doesn't help me! Nor does it help the countless innocents that have been burned so far! I cannot continue at this pace, unlike you and the other Greybeards!"
...
"You are right in that, I suppose. Hmm..." Arngeir sighs, "Fine, let us expedite the process, you may learn the intricacies of the Way of the Voice later in your studies, once the world is safe." he says, stepping to the side and speaking a powerful word at the floor, causing it to be engraved as a glowing rune.
"This, is part of my knowledge of the word, Ro, meaning balance. Explaining it to you is pointless, as you will learn as I did once you acquire it. This, combined with the word you already know, Fus, will empower your shout... The Thu'um is the language of the world, you speak and it is so. However, combining words without fully understanding the implications can produce chaotic and sometimes self-destructive effects. For now, I advise you to stay within the preapproved words, to save you from turning yourself inside out, or accidentally destroying a city... As Dragonborn, you need to be far more careful than we did when we were learning." Arngeir explains.
Surtr nods, getting to his feet and looking down at the glowing rune, his eyes glazing over as Arngeir's memories and understanding of 'Balance' was etched into his mind. To be honest, this was far easier on him than absorbing the dragon soul, primarily because the source was fundamentally mortal. He could understand Arngeir's point of view far better than that of the immortal dragons.
With this new knowledge, he could see why Arngeir was fearful of increasing the rate of his learning too quickly. Balance is required in all things, otherwise you risk harming yourself or others in pursuit of what you lack... Despite this however, Surtr's own newfound arrogance and self-assurance trumped the wisdom of Arngeir.
There was also his own mortal wants to acknowledge... The flower that'd bloomed in his chest for the purple-haired Sword-Singer that'd been swept up by his saviour, Michael Tahlin. He was conflicted, angry, irritated... Envious.
Thus, he would seek power, gain what he lacked, and eventually match and surpass his saviour. Maybe once he'd accomplished that, he wouldn't be so easily dismissed by her. After all, it was the heroes who got the women, everyone else would have to make way...
"Now, channel your will and shout. Use what you've learned to speak the Unrelenting Force shout, one that will part your enemies and clear a pathway forwards." Arngeir says, placing a hand on Surtr's shoulder and turning him to look down the hall.
"FUS RO!" he shouts and a shockwave is released from his mouth, it strikes against the floor, doing no damage, but with the way dust dropped from the roof, it was certainly powerful enough.
The Dragonborn grins, "Good. What's next?"
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Michael soon left Kunkka's world after a long and rather informative chat. He and the Admiral got on quite well, despite Kunkka's attempts to hide his depression. He may act all cheery, but the man was halfway to sticking a musket in his mouth and pulling the trigger.
He blamed himself for what happened to his fleet, his regrets combined with his ancestral magic actually being the thing that birthed his ability to use the Ghost Ship. While Michael couldn't solve the man's problems, he reassured him the best he could. With the added promise of sailing the seas again in the future.
The Thalmor fleet coming from the Summerset Isles would be Kunkka's debut, and Michael was looking forward to showing everyone who was the real power in Tamriel. There was also the fact that both he and Kunkka could summon an independent Ghost Ship for themselves, meaning they'd be able to use two Ghost Ships at once if they planned it correctly.
Michael stands from where he was sitting on cliff's edge, taking the empty bottle of Mount Gay Rum that'd he'd acquired from the zombie world. "It's been nice talking to you, Admiral. Sometimes it feels like I've either got everything on my plate, or nothing at all... There's no real in-between nowadays, especially when compared to years ago..." he says, remembering his troubles when he first appeared in Halkeginia.
"Aye, and thanks for the rum, queer name it might have, but the warmth in the belly argue for it! I'll be waiting here to set sail, let those 'Thalmor' get what's coming!" the man cheerfully says.
Michael nods, tossing the man another bottle of rum as a parting gift, "To jolly cooperation, Admiral." he grins before leaving, leaving the chuckling Admiral on the cliffside.
Kunkka looks to the ocean before him, "Looks like we're back in action lads! Let's see if you've lost your touch over the years!" he says with only a gentle breeze replying to him.
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