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]

I based that one on Hlomar Wine-Sot. I loved that stupid Nord standing naked cause of that Festering witch and her charms. Glad you liked it. Now I've both been busy with real life for a while and trying to think up how to continue. Frankly, there wasn't much I could do about Edwinna's first three missions, so I just skipped to the Dwemer Tube. Anyway, here we go.



Finally, a real mission. All the time I’d been working for Edwinna Elberd, the Ald-Rhun steward, I’ve felt like a cheap delivery boy, bringing all the books she likes. But no books this time. No, she wanted a Dwemer tube. Nice, you could buy those if you knew where to look, but I was going to collect it from a Dwemer ruin since no one said I couldn’t take anything for myself. Long live the treasure hunter spirit.

The Siltstrider had taken me to what was the closest town to the ruin that I knew of, Gnisis. The place wasn’t much, just a few of the big shells people call houses here and some barracks. I’ve never seen so many Orcs at one place though. After taking my bearings, I left the town behind and moved into the mountains.

,,Excuse me. Thank the gods you came. I need your help.” Oh my, the woman who was standing by the side of the road was well, damn good looking! Silly, but she seemed to play on the male instincts. All I thought of was pleasing her.
,,Hello, fair lady. How may I be of assistance?” I asked. Man, I really sounded dumb but I didn’t noticed that.

,,I was on my way to Gnisis. I’m a dancer and I would perform there. But along the way I tripped and my ring fell into that muddy pond. I couldn’t just leave it there but I can’t show up all dirty you know. So I’ve been waiting for a hero to come along and help me out. Would you be so kind as to be my hero. I’m sure we can come to a very suitable reward.” A very fishy story but as said, my mind and instincts had been shut down and hormones had taken over.

,,Sure thing, you’ll have your ring back in no time.” I said and walked over to the pond. There was only one entrance and the rest of the pool was surrounded by high rocks. If you wanted an ambush, this was the perfect place. Thank the daedra I still had some sense of hygiene.

,,You can put that armour over there. It looks heavy and I don’t want you to drown.” She told me as she pointed at a few rocks.
,,No, that won’t be necessary.” I replied and jumped on top of one of the rocks lining the pond. Looking into it, the ring was barely visible near some plants. If I actually decided to take a swim without my armour, I would’ve been dead.
There were alternatives to swimming, such as a small bit of telekinesis. With a few gestures, I lifted the little trinket out of the water and into my hands.

,,There you go, it was my pleasure.” Anything else I had intended to say was cut short as I yelled. It was more in frustration and surprise than pain. An arrow had lodged itself firmly between the plates covering my left arm. At the same moment, the dancer’s hand went into her pocket and came out with something round and pointy. I finally realized what was going on here.

,,Oh no you won’t! Take that, you dirty piece of mud!” I shouted and pressed a hand filled with fire into her face while my other hand took out my Claymore. I ended with a wide slash across her stomach and watched her fall into the pond. Even if she survived those injuries and escaped from drowning, I doubted her face would have attracted a big crowd to her dancing.

,,Thought you were smart, didn’t you?! How dare you play with my hormones like that! That’s just mean!” Another arrow reminded me that the dancer wasn’t the only one who had been trying to kill me. There was an archer around somewhere, but I was unable to see him.

That left me with little options. I dodged like crazy to make myself a harder target and started preparing my spell. When another arrow bounced of a rock near me, I figured out the general direction it had came from and fired.

The fireball wasn’t very powerful, but it was designed to explode in a radius as wide as possible. The moment it hit the ground, it expanded and hit my invisible assailant. The view of flames burning on invisible armour was enough for me. I fired a paralysis bolt at the archer and rushed in with my sword. One swing later, and the archer lacked the upper part of the head. It turned out to be quite a deadly wound.

As my heart calmed down, my brains started working again and I realized how I’d been fooled. Their plan was simple, but very effective. One beautiful dancer to get any male victim of his guard and into a pond that was the perfect place for an ambush, preferably without armour. Add an archer concealed by a powerful Chameleon spell and you had a killing team. Too bad for them they really needed the element of surprise. Without it, they never stood a chance.

This encounter had been a serious blow to my ego, but it also explained to me once more that looks aren’t everything. My embarrassment was softened by the lovely Amulet of Shadows which was a nice souvenir indeed with its powerful Chameleon enchantment.

After taking everything I needed and ditching the two robbers in their pond, I wandered on.