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]

Thanks. Hope you enjoy the update.




The guild guide brought me to Balmora in an instant and I spent a few minutes joking around with Ajira before saying goodnight and setting of for my new home. I stopped before reaching the door. Why should I just go home? I might as well drop off my notes at Caius’s place. The sooner I got this over with, the sooner I could just go back to my own business.

,,Excuse me, can I still come in?” I asked with the door barely opened. Who knew what the spy was doing right now.
,,What, oh it’s you. Alright, come in. Make sure no one sees you.”

,,Good to see you, Luper. Now before we get to your duties in Vivec, has the situation with the slave been resolved?”
,,Sure did, she’s on her way back to the mainland as we speak.”

,,Good, now report.” Caius ordered as he paced back and forth. He seemed impatient, or maybe he was just eager to hear about what I’d found out.

,,I’ve found all three informants and received the information you were looking for.”
,,How did you handle the complications you surely ran into?” For the short time he knew me, Caius sure managed to pick up on my style of doing things.
,,I dropped one Daedric Cultist in the sewer waters, flushed out one Census and Excus agent out of the city through the same sewer and dropped one club owner into the lake. Oh yeah, I made a bit of a mess of the temple library.”

,,That’s all? I would have expected more from you.” Caius looked very relieved. Clearly he expected me to slaughter half of Vivec’s population or something.
,,Good, now here are Huleeya’s notes. I’ve also stolen a book out of the library that your temple informant suggested and I can give you a spoken report on the information of your Khajitt informant.”
,,Well then, get started.” For the next few hours, we went through the information and the book together.

,,Alright, Huleeya’s notes are fine. The book gives some very interesting information though I don’t know if I can thrust its information. We’ll have to locate these dissident priests. But how do we know that Addhiranirr is right? For all we know, the smugglers could all suddenly have a change of heart.” Caius spoke in the end, more to himself than to me.

,,I trust her opinion. I was raised by smugglers myself, remember? Once a smuggler, always a smuggler. And smugglers are a proud bunch who like to tell about their trade over a drink. There can be only two reasons why they would be so silent and you won’t like them. Either they get paid a huge fortune to keep their mouths shut or they are too scared to talk. Or both. Whatever’s the case, I would like to go visit one of the other guild halls and see if I can get a bit more there while working on my career as a mage. Goodnight, shirtless.” I said and finally went to my own bed. It was nearly morning already, and tomorrow would be a busy day.

I awoke the next morning and got myself fully awake with the help of a good glas of Flin. After that, I went to the Siltstrider and paid for a passage to Seyda Neen.
When the big bug arrived, I made my way directly to Gilnith’s shack. My hand went for the door when I froze. Someone had messed with the door.

,,Ok, whoever you are. We’re going to play things my way.” I muttered to myself as I levitated to the roof. My short stay in the shack had planted the location of every little hole in the roof and walls firmly in my head. I lied down near one of those and peeked through it. There was a man in my house who judging by his size, was a Nord. So mister shake-down Fargoth had finally caught on. Took him long enough.

I slowly made a small hole in a corner of the roof and levitated everything I wanted to take with me out through it. After that I went through the hole myself.

,,Well well, what do we’ve got here? A guest, how can I help you?” I said as I laid the tip of Tarhiel’s sparksword in his neck and watched with satisfaction how the sparks shot out of the iron into his neck. It had to be quite unpleasant.

,,You! You promised to find Fargoth’s hiding place! But then you disappeared. For days I’ve waited here. Now I’ll have my revenge on the traitor who didn’t lived up to his word!” Hrisskar made a lot of noise, but he still seemed to have the necessary brain cells to realize that he was in a bad position to be aggressive.

,,Ah, but didn’t you realized that your master plan was a bit too good? All you needed to do was to spend a night on top of the lighthouse to find it yourself. But no, it was too cold outside and you needed your alcohol. So you thought you could fool a prisoner who hadn’t smelled freedom yet. Now I tell you that you won’t be taking revenge on me today, cause you can’t even move.” I told him and hit him with a nice little paralyzing spell from late Vorar Helas’s ring.

I quickly undressed the stupid Nord till he was standing in nothing more than his underwear. Then, as the paralyzation wore of, I put fire to said underwear. Screaming, Hrisskar bolted out of the door straight for the water. How fun it was to see him swim for his life with the Slaughterfish on his heels. He was too scared to get back on the land where I was.

,,Having a nice swim?! I’d join you if I could, but I’ve got important business to do! It was nice to meet you, goodbye!” I shouted after him and walked with my goods back to the Siltstrider. I was on the way back to Balmora by the time Hrisskar finally dared to get out of the water.