Oasis chapter 3, In the enemies lair. Umm, mushroom. Options

[jack cloudy]

Oasis chapter 1
Oasis chapter 2

Ok, a new chapter. Let's just see where this goes. I've decided to do a small costume change, the old look got boring.



,,Ah, there you are, Evoker.” I hadn’t even put a step inside the hall, and already the Steward wanted something from me. It made me wonder how they ever managed before I joined.
She dragged me over to Galbedir’s office and waited till the woodelf had left before finally opening her mouth.

,,Tell me, Evoker. Have you by chance come across enchanted weapons or armour?” She asked. What kind of question was that, those things were all over the place.
,,Sure, are you looking for anything specific?” I answered while wondering just what might be so important.

,,Then you must be aware of the fact that no enchanted item seems to be able to hold its charge since a few months back. Only small items, like rings or amulets seem to be safe from it. It is as if something is draining them. Now, I have a very important mission for you.” Ok, so enchanted items couldn’t hold their charge anymore? That sounded familiar.
,,Let me guess, find out who did it and kill him.”

,,No, that would be too hasty. I am convinced that the culprit must be a member of house Telvanni. So I want you to go and join the house. You’ll be our spy on the inside.” Hold on, join Telvanni, the house of psychopathic mages?
,,Are you nuts?! I am already with the mage guild! The guild doesn’t like the Telvanni and the Telvanni doesn’t like the guild. And on top of that, I’m an outlander, how am I supposed to survive longer than ten seconds in their midst?!” I yelled at her face. Now really, this was the most stupid idea ever.

,,Calm down, Evoker. I don’t want the guild to hear this. Now to take care of things, you will be banned from the guild. After your assignment is completed, I’ll get you back in with your old rank, or maybe with a promotion. Skink’s hall in Sadrith Mora will serve as your link with the guild. It is right in Telvanni territory. I want you to prepare and pack. Tomorrow, you’ll leave for the hall in Sadrith Mora. Use the guild guide. Skink will further inform you.” I walked out of the hall with a very confused, and angry look on my face. There went my career as a mage, and I might even lose my life. I could only hope that those Telvanni weren’t as crazy and brainwashed as in mage guild jokes.

Back at my house, I took the time to work out the details. I would be dropped in potentially hostile territory and my only excuse was that I was kicked out of the guild and now wanted to join the enemy for revenge? That was the worst coverstory in history. I decided that a more thorough thing such as a disguise was needed. I had plenty of stuff to dress up with, so I just had to choose.

My new identity would preferably look somewhat magish, so I took Tarhiel’s robe out of the closet. Telvanni supposedly liked shiney stuff, so I replaced my Orcish armour with the new Glass armour I stole from Ghostgate. A Glass staff to walk around with, and my identity was set. I also geared on a Glass longsword for when things got rough. Using a weapon I was unfamiliar with was asking for trouble. I spent the rest of the night removing the markings on my new gear that said who the previous owner was.

Next morning, I got up very early and ate my breakfast enroute to the guild. A quick transportation later, and I arrived in Sadrith Mora.

First thing was to join the house and work my way to the upper ranks. With the skills I had gained during my mage guild career, I would have no problems passing the tests for promotion. That left making friends and making myself known as a loyal house member. How do you do that with a bunch of lunatics?

Sometimes when you don’t know what to do, the bold and direct approach might be the best. So I walked right through the middle of town to the council hall. And any guard who dared to stop me would get a sword in that ridiculous helmet.

[jack cloudy]

Don't worry, Taillus. Thát's only Lup's opinion. Oh well, I'll just get the next update.




I was really fed up with all these people bossing me around. But soon, I would have my very own mushroom and then it would be me who was dishing out the orders. The first one would be to make a decent set of stairs.

On my way back to Sadrith Mora, I made a detour to the site of my new home. Sure enough, there was one Orc staring at a small mushroom.
,,Aye, Telvanni. I take it that you’re here to inspect your new home? Don’t worry, it’ll be finished in a week. These houses basically grow themselves. Feel free to take a closer look, but don’t touch it. Touching the plant at this stage will have horrible effects on its future shape if you don’t know what you’re doing.” She said in a rather polite tone. For an Orc.

I took a closer look as instructed. The whole plant seemed to be shivering and I could actually see it growing! I could only guess at the amount of magicka being used to accelerate its growth like this.

I shared my lunch with the Orc and then said goodbye. She’d said something about a Dwemer ruin being near. I figured it was time for some good old plundering…err, Dwemer research.
Inside I found the usual bunch of Centurions. No problem, the old ice and slash combo did the trick. The only Centurion that posed a bit of a problem was a big humanoid type with a huge spiked ball instead of a hand. Luckily it was slow and I managed to avoid getting crushed. In the end I climbed on top of it and drove my sword through its head.

This ruin was rich in Centurions but poor in other things. Sure there were the old coins, but none of the interesting stuff like weapons and armour. The only thing I grabbed on the way out was a bunch of schematics for something.

Eventually, I came back in Sadrith Mora and paid Llunela a visit just to tell her that the plant was growing like mad. When I came out, I was no longer carrying the Dwemer schematics with me. It seemed that they were useful for growing bigger plants. Good, the bigger the better. I needed lots of room for my collection.

I took a ride to Tel Vos and reported to Aryon that the siege was ended. Needless to say, he was very happy. He even gave me a book from his personal collection. I then told him that I needed a vacation to get some time away from the house.
,,Why, if I may ask? Did you make any enemies?” He asked.
,,Not yet, but I will if I don’t do this. I paid the shrine of Azura a visit and ended up promising something. Who knows how a Daedra would respond if I don’t do this. So goodbye.” I answered and went back to the harbour for a boat to Dagon Fel.

Ok, so the island was somewhere north of Dagon Fel? Lucky me, there were a lot of islands there. One of them was owned by a fisher who had clearly been drinking too much. He called himself M’Aiq. Normally I loved Khajitt, but this was a bit too much.

,,M’Aiq once met a Whereshark. He was afraid of the water. Naked Liches are a horrible thing. If you see one, tell M’Aiq to look the other way. To find the shrine that is no longer there, go to the west and take a deep breath before you begin your chase. If you want to save the world, seek out the Argonian Im-Leet and the Nord Rolf the Uber. They shall help you.” And more of that crap. Right, whatever. I bonked him on the head with my new staff of peace and then moved on. Hopefully, the hit would make him normal again. It couldn’t get any worse.

The island I was looking for was easily recognized. It was swarming with Daedra. I fought my way past a dozen Scamps, a handful of Clanfears, some Atronachs and even a Daedroth before I found the hut of Azura’s toy. I was really grateful for my amulet of Shadows. ,,Turn back and leave now, mortal.” A voice spoke. Why didn’t I like the sound of this?

I turned around and saw a humanoid figure with gold skin and a huge Daedric towershield on one arm and an Ebony mace in the hand of the other arm. Great, a Golden Saint. Well I wasn’t quite in the mood to leave and I made the stupid mistake to think that I could handle the thing.

Well, I soon found out that I should’ve just left. The first smash from that mace sent shards of glass flying of my shield. In the meantime, my sword didn’t even scratch the Daedric shield.
In desperation, I ran to the coast while being chased by the thing and jumped on one of the rocks just of the coast. Before I knew it, there was a whole swarm of hungry Slaughterfish surrounding my rock. Great, Slaughterfish in the water and an angry Saint on land. How lovely. I was either going to get crushed by a mace or eaten by hungry fish.

That gave me an idea. A bit of telekinesis later, and miss Saint fell headfirst into the water. Though she was a Daedra, the Slaughterfish still seemed to consider her tasty. Let’s just say that there wasn’t much left of the Saint in just under a minute. I did took the opportunity to cast a soultrap spell on the Daedra. After she died, I was the proud owner of a Golden Saint soul. I also lifted the shield and the mace out of the water. Especially the shield would make a great addition to my collection. Poor Skink, they’d better finish my house soon.

The last thing I found was a small ring the Saint was wearing. I pocketed it. Now I would just need to make my way to the shrine of Azura, pocket my reward and spend the rest of my vacation with keeping an angry Imperial spy without a shirt satisfied.