Oasis Chapter 2, Trouble with the mages. Options

[jack cloudy]

Alright, welcome to chapter 2 of my fan fic. For those who haven't read part one, please look here:
Oasis, chapter 1

Well, have fun.

Chapter 2: Trouble with the mages.

,,Come one, you stupid rat. Is that the best you’ve got? Hah, missed me! Oops, there goes your head.”
I held up the soulgem that was now emitting a soft glow.
,,And here’s your soul. Welcome to your new home.”
I was happy. It was the first time I attempted to do something other than just taking out the opposition in battle, and it had worked quite well. With no doubt I could sell the gem and the soul contained within it to Galbedir for a nice price.

Yep, things had never been so good. I spent last night in my old shack in Seyda Neen. No one had even touched the small building. Definitely an improvement from the burglary of last time.

And in my pockets, I had samples of four different mushrooms. Ajira would be pleased. Not to mention the favour she would owe me.

It was when the sun had just passed its peak that I came across a small door embedded into a rock wall. Curious, I got closer. Above the door, old Dunmer markings were carved into the rock.

,,Here….last….dead…” I had begun to learn the written language used by the Dark Eves for a little bit. One thing was sure, this was a tomb and probably loaded with wealth just waiting to be taken. Those silly Dark Elves were too serious about this idea that the spirits of the dead stay behind.

Well, I had her mushrooms and I refused to take the Siltstrider. Ajira probably wouldn’t mind a bit of treasure seeking, would she? With some effort, I opened the ancient door and went inside.

Ok, things didn’t look as nice as I expected them to be. At the bottom of a set of stairs I could see what was obviously the corpse of a previous tomb robber. And the corpse didn’t seemed to have been there for so long. I took out my Katana and continued with a slower, more careful pace. I didn’t wanted to be the next victim.

When I reached the corpse, I still hadn’t noticed any sign of life around here. Maybe whatever killed this guy had left? I sat crouched next to the body and took a good look at it.

No stabwounds, cuts, crushed bodyparts, or signs of death caused by magic. Maybe he just fell down the stairs. I stood up again and looked at the corridor that led further into the tomb. It was then that the ghost attacked me.

I’d never seen an undead being before. If I did, I might’ve been more prepared. I performed a overhead chop at the ghost, only to see my blade pass right through it! I got in two more useless slashes before the thing dove on top of me and began to strangle me.

I dropped my sword and desperately tried to create a fireball. No use, I couldn’t focus properly and the best I got were a few miserable sparks. My vision slowly turned to black as I began to lose consciousness.




Sorry about the lack of humor, but there isn't much joking he can do whith that ghost on top of him. He can do a lot of choking though.

[jack cloudy]

And another update. Sorry, but I just couldn't let Ajira cry forever, it would break my heart. I love the beast races.



I found her in her room, still sobbing a little. Man, I was such a dirty evil scumbag. The room was a mess also, not like her. I really shouldn’t have done that.

,,Hi, Ajira. I brought you some moonsugar. So, how do you feel?” I didn’t got much of a response. She nibbled on the moonsugar a bit and gave a nearly soundless:,, Ajira thanks friend Luper Alkad. But Ajira lost the bet with Galbedir.”

Ouch, I never realized how much that rank meant for her. And actually, I think I could understand it a bit. So many Khajit were kept as slaves, being a mage of high rank would be some sort of a personal victory against the evil Dark Elves.

,,Hey, don’t worry about it so much. So Galbedir is now a Journeyman, as if that matters. You’ve got the skills. I bet you’ll be an Evoker way before her.”
It looked like I hit the right buttons.
,,Does friend Luper Alkad really think that?”

I don’t know why I said the next thing. I guess the beast races just make me soft.
,,I sure do. And call me Oasis. That’s what my friends used to call me back home.”
,,Ajira is honoured. Why did friend Oasis come here? Surely he would be well respected by his people”

That was a question I didn’t like to answer. But I didn’t seem to be capable of refusing her anything.
,,nah, I did a few stupid things in the past. My dad was….a smuggler, same thing with my mom. You know, sail the seas and avoid the Imperials and all that stuff. I was still young and thought it was the most common thing in the world.”
I paused for a moment as I struggled to control the storm of my memories.

,,But one day we got caught. An Imperial ship catched up with us. My dad thought he could fight them, so he drew his sword. It was a trap. As soon as the two ships were locked together, more legionaires swarmed out of the hold. I was eight at the time and kind of panicked. I burned one of the Imperials with a big fireball, bigger than the ones I can use now.”

That was the worst memory in my life. I considered the ship’s crew as my family and saw how they were slaughtered in front of my eyes. I didn’t say anything about that. I thought it would be better if I left her with the impression that they all spent a few years in jail and eventually got out.

,,The Imperials won the fight and dragged everyone of to jail, including me. Normally, they would’ve probably dumped me in some other family, but I killed one of them. About fiftheen years later, they put me on a ship and dropped me of at Morrowind. I don’t think I can go back to Hammerfell. And frankly, I’m not sure if I want to go back.”

We ate the rest of the moonsugar without a word. I was happy to see that she had stopped sobbing and seemed to be back to her normal self.

,,So, what’s your story?” I asked. Might as well hear her side.
,,Ajira was normal Khajit who lived happily with her parents. Then evil slave masters came and dragged Ajira to Morrowind were Ajira had to do many unpleasant things. But Ranis bought Ajira and freed her. Now Ajira works real hard to please Ranis and become a wise mage.” So the Steward freed her from slavery? I saw that I needed to change my opinion of the Dark Elf.

After a few more minutes she shoved me out of the door and said she had to go back to work.
I wandered off in the hopes of buying a few more soulgems to fill from Galbedir.

,,Hello, Redguard. I’ve wanted to ask you what you think of the guild.” I nearly bumped into the Steward who looked at me with those strange red eyes.
,,Well, it is a nice place.”
,,But?” Damn, is she telepathic or something?”
,,I thought I had to do things more related with…magic here. So far I haven’t done anything that had something to do with it. Not directly anyway.”
She smiled at that. Hey, I wasn’t trying to be funny.
,,I know what you’ve been doing. By the way, I have to thank you for comforting Ajira. Now to answer your question, take a look at yourself.”

I did. There was nothing strange in my opinion. I was wearing my clothes, shield on my back and my two swords at my sides. My helmet attached to my belt. The Bonemold armour showed a few scratches, but nothing that was worth the trouble of repairing.

,,You don’t see it, do you? You don’t look like a mage. You look like a member of the fighter’s guild. Sometimes we hire a member of that guild to do the dangerous outdoor jobs. I respect your skill with the sword, Redguard, but that is not the concern of the guild. Now I want you to show me your skills in the magic arts.”

The test took over three hours, but in the end she promoted me to Journeyman. I hoped this wouldn’t upset Ajira. I’d just passed her in rank. Utterly exhausted, I went back to bed. This day had given me a lot to think about, but I was sure I would get things sorted out in the end.

This post has been edited by jack cloudy: Feb 20 2006, 05:39 PM