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]

Got bored, writing this. Oh and the chapter name is different! Mostly cause today, I was playing Oblivion and I shot a flare spell at the Adoring fan yet again but an Orc enemy ran into the flare and died. -_-

Chapter 4, Idiocy comes from Orcs

I strolled over to the Aleswell farm, taking a small break to admire the scenic overview Aleswell has over the Imperial City. Being especially paranoid, I took a quick look inside my pouch with all my money. The gold was gleaming and looked like it had all 2100 Septims I brought.

Tess' store wasn't easy to find, it was secluded from all the other buildings with no pathway or sign to guide me. When I approached the shop, it looked like a rundown shack from Bravil. The wood was old and looked like it was rotting, the paint on the sign was peeling off and even the store itself started to smell pungent.

I sighed and went in, thinking I was going to be greeted by some hag. Quite the opposite! A young, pale Imperial girl who I presumed was Tess was sitting on a very old stool, drinking tea. She leaped to her feet and took her place on the shop counter.

"Can I help you?" Tess asked very nicely.

"I'm looking for a scroll. A scroll of retribution?"

She snapped her fingers, "Yes! We have one on auction. Current bid is 2500 gold."

I sighed disappointingly, "Sorry, only got 2100 gold with me right now."

Tess stared at me and then smiled, "Alright. How about this? If you give me these supplies for my shop, I'll let you have it for only 2000 gold."

She handed me a list with different foods and a couple alchemy ingredients to me. I nodded and headed out with the list. Tess hollered when I was at the door, "The Imperial City has all those foods in stock!"

I called to my horse, Palid. It ran towards me and I saddled it. With the reins in my hands, I got the ash black horse to run at breakneck speeds towards the Imperial City.

An hour passed and I saw the White Gold tower for the second time that week. I unsaddled Palid and walked into the city. After navigating through the crowds of people and buildings, I found the Three Brother's Trade goods, where I used to buy my groceries.

I guessed it was a good place as any so I shrugged and walked in. Sergius greeted me with a fake merchant smile, "So what can I get you today good sir?"

I slid him the grocery list and smiled, "For a friend."

He looked at the grocery list wide eyed and he immediately got working on it. I puzzlingly looked at the list to see why he was so surprised. The food was tremendous!

Sergius came back with three medium sized sacks. He handed them off to me and it was pretty heavy. As I struggled to carry all three, he proudly announced the price, “One hundred gold please!”

I breathed a sigh of relief and handed him off a hundred gold. I worked my way out of the Imperial City yet again and mounted Palid with all the foods.

I rode through the road to Chorrol to see a man laying face flat on the dirt road. There, a Minotaur was towering above the dead man. Without thinking, I cast a barrage of magic missiles. When the purple projectiles were close to the Minotaur, an Orc the same size as the Minotaur rushed at me from nowhere. The missiles collided and the Minotaur stomped away.

I rushed in on my horse to see who the Orc was. It had regular Iron armor and a huge glass battleaxe. Then my attention turned to the dead guy on the road. After sifting through his pockets, I found a small letter.

“Dear Tess Rysan,
I will not be able to make my regular stops in Aleswell due to the demonic orcs that are starting to surface. It’s not that big of a threat so don’t worry, the Imperial Legion and the Fighter’s Guild are working to rid Cyrodiil of these heinous creatures.
Your friend and supplier, Jongeron.”

I grabbed the letter and rode to Aleswell to deliver the message. In an hour, I was back in Aleswell. I walked to Tess’ shop and dragged the three bags of food behind me. When I entered, she nodded and pointed at a small corner, “Alright, you can set the food over there.”

After I got the food there and she finished organizing, Tess tossed a small scroll at me. I opened it and saw more daedric symbols. ‘Like I haven’t seen enough of those this week,’ I thought.

I walked up to Tess, “So do you have anything you need done?” I asked, trying to keep myself occupied.

She thought for a minute, “No, no! You’ve done enough. Helping me with the food was enough, especially since you used your own gold to buy the food.”

I studied her and looked around at the shop, “You don’t seem like the shopkeeper type…” I commented.

She giggled and it instantly made me feel a little warm, “You’re not the first person to say that you know! I’ve only kept this shop for six months now and it’s been much tougher than you think. Those merchants in the cities don’t know how lucky they’ve got it.”

I raised an eyebrow, “So what did you do before you started running this shop?”

Tess glared at me and spoke with a stern tone, "Ahem, does it matter?"

"Sorry if I offended you Tess, just wanted to know." I quickly said defensively.

She nodded, "Yeah, sorry I snapped, just don't want to talk about it now. So what do you do?"

I sighed and pulled up a chair, "I used to be the commander of the Legion Siege team. Now? I'm thinking about alchemy."

Tess smiled, "A mage? So how's Hannibal Traven?"

I froze dead in my tracks from the mentioning of Hannibal. Rage started to well in me but I just breathed deeply, "Let's not talk about the Mage's Guild, okay?"

Tess looked at me quizzically, "So you're a rogue mage then right?"

I shook my head, "Just in the Arcane University. Bu back to the matter at hand, do you have anything that needs done?"

"Well...if you really want to help, there's a supplier that hasn't come back for a good month now. His name's Jongeron and he usually comes to town about this week but no word from him since he last left."

I dug into my pockets and pulled out the letter on Jongeron's body, "Here. I found this on Jongeron's body down the road."

She gasped and sniffled a bit before thanking me. Tess looked at me seriously before talking again, "So...what killed him?"

I recounted my "encounter" with the Orc that ran into my magic missiles. I sighed at it's stupidity, "Some sort of beefed up Orc. It's dead now...due to major stupidity on it's part."

All that came from Tess was an "oh,"

She walked out of the shack and gestured for me to follow. After she sat down on a small stool outside, Tess looked at me with longing.

"What?" I asked like an idiot.

"I have to admit, you're the most helpful and nice man I've ever met...you helped me to no end even though you just met me..." She stopped and clamped her hand over her mouth. Then an awkward moment came and left before Tess started talking again, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that, you must be tired from dragging all that food for such a long time."

I smiled at her, "No it's okay. Whatever you have to say, just say it."

"I don't know how to say this but I'd like to know more about you. How about dinner tomorrow night?" She asked.

I nodded and sat down on the porch, "So dinner tomorrow huh?"

Tess leaned back on the stool, "Yup! I'll close shop an hour early. We're not eating at the inn since there are a lot of gossip girls around here..." She said jokingly, "I'll get ready but there would be something missing, something special."

I gestured for her to go on.

"A fine bottle of Elven Merlot. It's the most tastiest wine in Tamriel other than Shadowbanish wine and my favorite. The Jerrall View inn always has at least two bottles in stock."

'Great...been less than a week since I came from the Jerrall Mountains and now I have to go there again...' I thought grumpily.

"Sure." I muttered.

She clasped her hands, "Great! Don't forget, tomorrow night...around 9PM."

I nodded and walked over to Palid. After a quick saddle and a couple mumblings, I got ready for a trek all the way back to Bruma.
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A/N: Alright, another semi-rushed chapter. I've been with my...friend for a while(facebook ftw) which gave me no time to write this. Especially since I also have a Fallout 3 fan fiction.

Oh and all the lines you think are cheesy, take it up with the creator of Bladesong. The only lines I changed are the ones about Jongeron because personally, I hated that one quest and the one coming up next I will hate so much, it will take all my willpower not to blow my brains out with an Uzi.

The Orc running into my Midas Magic missiles actually did happen on my second run through the quest. Somehow, a Minotaur was positioned 5 feet away from the spawn position of the Orc and it ran straight into my missiles. PWN!!

Look out for the next chapter in a week, "So are you GLaD I got burnt?" with all the good Portal references.