Riden Snowe's Journal of Cyrodiil, What happens when Riden embarks to Cyrodiil after 10 years in service? Options

[DarkZerker]

This is my first Oblivion fan fiction ever so...please help me get better at TES writing? I'm a natural writer in normal topics but not fan fictions. This story will be have references to Midas Magics and Bladesong. Along with some weapon mods and an armor mod.

Chapter One, Beginning

I was positioned at the hilltops for another assault on a fort taken over by marauders over near Skyrim. I sighed as nearly a hundred Legion soldiers charged head first, not caring for their safety. The marauder archers made quick work of any would be heroes. I held my hand up, waiting for an opportunity to unleash our barrage of spells.

I motioned my platoon to let loose. I myself cast a very powerful spell that unleashes a giant fireball that plumes up. I believe it's called Aurum Nuclear blast. The resulting barrage of spells caused the marauders on the top of the fortress to either die by spells or jump from the fire and die.

Either way, due to my platoon, we emerged victorious. Now then, about me and my platoon.

My parents are both deceased but they left me some valuable things. Firstly, my father was of the Imperial Legion. He fought for good. He kept trying to hammer that into my head but the absent term of Good and the biased term of evil is foreign to me. But anyways...my mother was an alchemist of no small talent. She could cook up potions left and right within a single day. I was more inclined to the teachings of my mother, who taught me various alchemical tricks and even how to create poisons when I was old enough. Although my father did teach me many things about the blade, some that even saved my life.

My father was killed by a band marauders on a particular raid. Due to his death, my mother started to become overly paranoid. She stopped alchemy and went for the more powerful and dangerous magics. It's known as Midas Magics or Spells of Aurum. For over five years, she taught me every spell there was. But after I learned all the spells, she started to go insane from all the alchemy she had to do to produce the spells. In a year, she died from the alchemical poisoning of the spells. But before she died, she gave me a family sword. Gwilth, a light blue Katana with daedric magics carved into the blade.

About me? I'm an Imperial purebred since both my parents were Imperials. I'm trained in many different techniques of both the blade and magics. My name is Riden Snowe. A very unusual name but I like it and I'll stick to it. I have a very exotic armor called Tyrael Armor. It's beautifully carved from ebony and enchanted to make it very durable. You would think that I'm part of the Mage's Guild right? Well absolutely not. I hate the Mage's Guild and wish to see it destroyed.

When my mother was teaching me Midas spells, she was verbally abused by many of the Mage's Guild for teaching a child unorthodox magics. That is until she got tired of it and turned one of them into a sheep.

Ugh, I'm rambling. Well now, about my platoon. The Imperial Legion was more than happy to make the magics I practice legal outside the Mage's Guild so long as I helped them. At first it was just giving support to the troops on the ground but now...I lead my own siege platoon. All of them are experienced mages but none were taught the Midas Magics because personally, I don't trust any of my idiot comrades to wield such magics.
Fan fiction end. I know it's bad but it's the beginning and well...this is my first.

[DarkZerker]

Thanks all for the very good criticism. Especially Subrosa. To answer your question, a very competent soldier does not equate out to useful. In the real world, General MacArthur, the commander of the U.S military during the Korean War and one of the commanders during WWII was kicked by Harry Truman, even though he was probably the best in the world. Why? Cause he wanted to advance past the 38th Parallel and was completely legit and Korea did in fact pass Pyongyang, the North Korean capital before being annihilated by the Chinese.

Well there goes my history lessons.

In Riden's case, its just because I'm trying to portray that Midas Magics as a very tiring spell class. It's right that the General discharged Riden. Don't worry though, he'll fight in a pretty large battle in 3 - 4 chapters...if you've played Bladesong(the mod) then you know what it's going to be .

Here we go!

Chapter 2, Midas Magics and the Glyph of Gwlith

I awoke from the inn from a large booming voice coming downstairs. I quickly got dressed and headed down to see what woke me. An Altmer mage was complaining to the waitress about the price for boar meat. I sat down at a table, staring at the commotion.

He had White Mage robes and bright yellow hair which is very rare in Tamriel. I started to remember the years before my service in the Imperial Legion. But before I could fully remember him, the man turned around. His eyes started to move around the room before settling on my table.

He moved forward, his gaze fixed at me with a big grin on his face. With his arms extended, he ran towards me and gave a giant bear hug. I was puzzled by his strangely friendly demeanor towards me.

"Do I know you?" I asked.

The man laughed, "Well friend, don't you remember me? Midas? I'm the one who taught you the so called 'famous' spells in the Legion."

"Midas! Good to see you!" I exclaimed, happy to have a reunion on my first day back, "So what are you doing here?"

Midas sighed, "Things have changed during the 8 years you were up in the Mountains. The Arcane University is being very strict about their policies. Anyone practicing the Spells of Aurum were to be cast off to live somewhere outside the Arcane University grounds. Even my political ties couldn't help me."

"So where do you live now?" I asked.

He grinned, "The Talos Plaza district! The Emperor was very happy to assist the former mentor of the Legion's greatest siege engine! So let's go. I've even bought you a nice home to call your own."

We both walked out and I started to cross the bridge. A sound like wind blowing started coming from behind me. I shrugged it off and kept walking across the bridge until a rare white tiger zoomed past me. Midas was on it, laughing.

I sighed at his playful and sometimes annoying nature and kept walking. After half an hour of walking the longest bridge ever built, we arrived at the stables.

Midas knocked on the large wooden gate and after a couple seconds of silence, the doors burst open. I gasped in the change. What used to be a dirty district was totally cleaned and roofs were remodeled from basic wood to tile.

An Imperial Guard ushered us in and shut the door as fast as he could, nearly getting me by the heel. Midas started walking and I followed. In a couple minutes, we were at a normal looking house. He opened the door to reveal the house was completely different on the inside.

Instead of basic furniture, the center of the room was an Aurum Reactor. Made of pure ebony, it's used to convert raw materials into spells. Alongside it were various devices including an alchemy set, the Aurum Separator, used for separating jewelry to their raw form, and a portal to the Astral Pocket, a very weird place that's apparently in between the Daedric plains and our planet.

I gasped at the set while Midas immediately started to get to work. He opened the Reactor and placed various assortments of ingredients, some of which I caught as human flesh. How he got it...I really don't want to know.

He then placed a small lump of gold in. He closed the Reactor and set his hand on it. Pulses started to come off and then, sparkles started coming off of the Reactor. I peered in to see what I saw for 15 years of my life, the same misty ball. Midas grabbed it and ate it. A small aura appeared around him and dissipated.

He smiled at me, "It's called Astral Combat. Apparently, if I make contact with another person or creature, I can transport them to the Astral plains. Want to try it out?"

I nodded, a bit uncertain about what he means by "try it out."

I realized what it meant when he placed a hand on my head. Pulses started running down my entire body and I was knocked unconscious. When I woke up, I was in a broken world.

The whole place was a light blue hue with no suns or any light but was somewhat bright. I looked behind me to see planets of red, green, and blue orbiting around the plains. But the main attraction was the broken pieces of land. Every platform and landmass was floating with their bases ripped off, all having unnatural rocky formations.

Midas yelled to me, "Hey Riden! You alright?"

I snapped back into reality, fully realizing that I've been here countless times, searching for new spells in my youth.

Unsure about how to exit I had to ask Midas, "How do you get out? I don't see a portal anywhere."

Midas gestured towards the eternal horizon, "Just jump down and you'll get back to my house."

I jumped down and the whole area started crumbling before I was teleported back to Midas' house.

"Wow...that's pretty useful!" I said.

Midas nodded and looked towards the ceiling, painted with a huge star map, "Riden, do you remember Aleswell?"

"Of course! The former invisible town right?"

Midas nodded, "Yeah...I've heard of a scroll known as the Scroll of Retribution."

I puzzlingly looked at Midas. He sighed, "It's a very dangerous scroll and is able to take out entire armies by slowing down time itself around the caster."

"Oh...wow!" I exclaimed.

Midas laughed and fixed his gaze on me, "I knew you would look for it. It's being sold by the proprietor of a store, her name is Tess Rysan."

"Then I need to find Tess and buy that scroll!" I said.

I started to get ready to leave. When I was about to head out the door, Midas called out to me. I turned around to see him holding my family sword, Gwilth.

I started to grasp it, my hands shaking. When I had a firm hold on the hilt, I examined every detail I missed the last time I held it. The same light blue sheen, the Akavir design, and the daedric symbols were all there. But I recently noticed a carved message on Gwilth.

It was from my great grandfather, the one who forged this sword with Mehrunes Dagon casting an ethereal old spell from the Alyeids.

It read...

Kill your enemies
Smite them with this blade
Save all Kin
Our bloodline is pure.

It then said something in Daedric underneath, I assumed it was the same phrase just repeated. The moment I said the phrase out loud, the blade unleashed a dim light.

It got brighter and brighter until it started shaking in my hand. Then I felt pain indescribable by words as the sword started to burn the back of my hand,

I tried to let go but my arm wouldn't budge. Hearing screams, Midas rushed down and tried to pry the sword away from me, then the sword started to pulse with fire, cold, and lightning all at once and inflicted the full force of that deadly combination on Midas.

I fell unconscious and when I awoke, Midas was slumped down, his body charred from the pure energy. I stared at the sword, the Daedric symbols, which were once glowing started to fade. I looked at the back of my hand and saw a glyph with similar Daedric markings as the sword.

The body was too much for me. I slumped down myself in front of him. I wasn't crying but it was very sad to lose the mentor that guided me for 15 years. I grabbed a small rose on a dining table and placed it on his body.

I quickly prayed to the Nine Divines for Midas and rushed to a stack of books. Eventually, I found a translation. The glyph translated to, "Protection seal"

The bottom said this, "Magical Object Reservoir sealed."

I was confused by this statement but tried out some lightning spells and it worked perfectly, nothing changing. I shrugged it off and went out of the Imperial City, heading for Aleswell. I tried to conjure up a flying beast to use to ride into Aleswell but nothing. I tried harder and harder to no effect.

The seal started to pulse and I felt a small stinging sensation on my arm. I guessed that the glyph prevented me from conjuring up anything. I sighed and teleported myself to the Astral Plains. The glyph also made a stinging feeling but not as bad.

Then, using a small portal, I teleported again near Aleswell. Then came a long and grueling walk to the town of Aleswell, 'This scroll better be worth everything I had to go through,' I thought.

I arrived at Aleswell when the sun was already set. I knew the shop was closed so I bought a room in the Aleswell inn. Sleeping came hard that night as I thought about what happened to Midas and what Gwilth really is.

The morning was great. I ate a great breakfast and I'm getting ready for the walk to the shop!
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So uh...yeah, this took me about half an hour to write. I tried to squeeze this in with my reading of the Odyssey. I've got only 8 chapters to go(well it's called books but I call it chapters)!

Notes,
Gwilth is an Alyeid weapon actually...and the appearance is Akavir origins. It's based on a Chinese slashing sword the the great Sun Tzu wielded known as the Xian. It's not overpowered, especially since it used up all it's energy killing Midas.

Midas was downplayed HEAVILY since he's dead...alright? We'll only see him ONCE more in a flashback or something.

Actually, in the real mod, the quest for the Scroll of Retribution just pops up like the Official DLCs but I thought this was more realistic. Especially since Midas is a mage...and...mages would know that.

Tess is coming up! I'm still thinking about how to portray her.

Again with Gwilth...Gwilth will only have one enchantment and that's to sometimes kill enemies instantly. By sometimes I mean about 2% of the time. Oh and the glyph is to prevent Riden from summoning an army without just saying 'he didn't summon an army cause he forgot.' Kinda thing to make him less powerful and it's a good thing.