Morrowind, It used to be a game.... Options

[Neck' Thall]

Now This is my first fan fic and im just seeing if people like my idea.

Prologue

Ryan was walking down a PC game isle when he saw the game.... “Morowwind”. He loved all RPG games since his first D&D game six years before and this would top them all. Even better was the cheap price, $ 29.95!! He immediately took out his wallet and went to the cashier to buy the game. Then he and his parents went home, them to watch an R rated film (Ryan was only 14 at the time), and he to load Morrowind.

Unfortunately, he was unable to load it until 10:00 because he had some parent assigned homework to do. When he was finally finished, he charged down to ground level and then went in to his houses sub-basement, where his families four computers (one for each person) were each seated.

He practically punched the “ON” button and waited anxiously for the Computer to boot. When it was done booting he ripped the Morrowind box open, put the CD into the drive, and began reading the manual, clicking occasionally when asked. He was finished with the manual by the time it was fully loaded and double-clicked on the sun-and-moon icon on his desktop.

When he started it up he realized that it was 11:00 PM, but kept on playing, even though he was very groggy. He fell asleep just as his cursor landed on new game. He had the strangest dream that night. He heard a kind, motherly voice saying:

"Ryan, the outlander from above, they have taken you from the Imperial City's Prison, first by carriage and now by boat, to the east, to Morrowind. You have been chosen, you are the first, and others will follow. Fear not, I will guide you...."

He was roughly shaken awake and tried to stay asleep but was force to open his eyes when the shaking continued. When he looked up he was startled to full wakefulness. Standing above him was a man who was so dark he could be called black except for the tint of blue in his skin.

"Hey wake up laddie. What happened? Were you having a bad dream?" said the man as
he stuck out his hand

Ryan took his hand and stood up.

"What? What is this place? Who are you? What are you? Why is the ground moving?"

The man gave him a wooden cup of a dark red liquid, which he drank. It had a sweet taste to it. After he drank it the man said,

"I am Jiub the Dunmer, or Dark Elf as you Imperials call us, and we are on a ship from Cyrodiil that has docked at Morrowind..."

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Comment Please.

This post has been edited by Neck' Thall: Aug 10 2005, 05:47 AM

[Neck' Thall]

Here's and Update
Also Konraddude wha do you mean Oblivion?
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Wonderful… thought Ryan as he stepped out of the brightly lit trade house and into the damp and muggy outdoors. This is a great way to start a new…whatever this is… What should I do now?

A female Altmer answered his question just after bouncing into him.

“Ohh, I am so sorry for knocking you down like that here let me help you up,” The tall woman said. “I say, are you another one fresh off the boats? We seem to get a lot of them these days. I would tell you to check the smugglers cave near the stilt strider port, but the arrivals that came before you already cleared it out three times. Although you may want to check out that rogue Ashlander camp that somehow got all the way down here. Its to the west of town, near the foyada.”

“What’s an Ashlander?” asked Ryan wondering if she was hired to just give newcomers something to do. “Are they another race that I haven’t heard about? And what’s a foyada?”

“Ashlanders are a Dunmer subculture from the east of Vvardenfal,” she said. “And foyadas are the paths the lava from the Red Mountain Carves out after it erupts. Now no more questions. Go take care of those Ashlanders so they won’t attack anyone in the area.”

How does she know this? Ryan wondered. Is she like a scout for the empire or just well informed? Regardless, I guess I should check this out.

Ryan began walking out of town to the west and noticed many mushrooms and plants that he somehow knew how to use. He began to harvest some mushrooms that he identifies as Violet Coprinicus and Luminous Russula. He also took some tree-growing fungus known as Bunglers Bane (which he put nowhere near his mouth) and Hypha Facia . After he collected all of the plants in the area he sat down on a rather large, brown boulder on the beach to rest.

Suddenly, the boulder angled up and a claw shot out of the underside and pinched his left leg. Ryan yelped and ripped his axes from their holsters and cleaved the claw off in one blow (which surprised him, because in his past life he hadn’t even seen an axe except in a computer game). The boulder reared up and tried to grab his other leg with another claw, but Ryan dodged it. He then hit the underside of the boulder with a powerful uppercut that flipped to boulder over and revealed that it was actually a giant crab!

This is strange…handling these axes feels completely natural... thought Ryan as he embedded the axe heads in the soft parts beneath the crab. It’s almost like they’re a part of me…

Now that the fight was over Ryan suddenly collapsed on his injured leg causing it even more damage. He did the first this that came to his mind and spoke words in a language he had no idea what was. He stared as the wound began to close and he could almost feel something flowing away from him and into the wound.

What was that? Ryan wondered. As soon as I said those strange words it felt as if something was leaving me, and then the wound just closed! It was like…Magic…
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This post has been edited by Neck' Thall: Aug 19 2005, 05:06 AM