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]

Collecting is just about everything I do in Morrowind. I love to find rare artefacts.
Now just a short update before I've got to go.



It had begun to rain when I found the entrance. Since I arrived here, I’d learned not to count on any hospitality from people living in caves. I slowly eased the door open and slipped inside with my sword drawn. It looked like being careful and silent had been the right choice. Just a few metres from the entrance stood a Frost Atronach with its back turned towards me.
I released the powers of my Amulet of Shadows before moving in and putting all my strength behind a thrust through its frosty heart.

The Atronach fell down to the floor in a pile of ice. There was an ominous blue light further down the cave, so I made my way towards it before my spell would run out. Another Atronach fell in the same way as the first.

That’s how I went through the cave. Like a shadow, dispatching every single Daedra with a well aimed blow. The only creature that survived the first blow was a Storm Atronach. It spun around and fired Lightning in the direction from which the blow had came. I spun with it and struck it for a second time at the same spot. That killed the Atronach.

I had made my way to the bottom of a platform when I realized that my spell was about to end. I hid underneath the platform and weighed my options as I became visible again. I had already taken a good look at what was on the platform. On the platform stood a mage, clearly the master of all the Daedra I had defeated. There were also a large number of scrolls within reach of the wizard. I wouldn’t be surprised if they were used to summon nasty big Daedra.

After a few moments, I got an idea. As long as the mage wasn’t a collector like myself, there was a large possibility that she would believe the Lord’s Mail to be some sort of Imperial armour. With my mind set on the plan, I walked up the ladder like there was nothing to worry about.
,,Imperial Legion! You are under arrest, witch!” I shouted in my best imitation of your average Imperial Legionnaire.

,,Under what charges?” She asked as her hand went towards one of the scrolls.
,,For conducting illegal experiments and aligning yourself with the forces of Oblivion!”
The scroll was now in her hands.
,,So they sent one foolish little Legionnaire? Do you know that I can summon a Daedra to destroy you like I would crush a fly?” Yep, knew it. One summoning scroll.

,,Put down the damn scroll. In case you didn’t notice, the Daedra you already had have take a single journey back to Oblivion. Besides, half the garrison of Ebonheart is standing outside. I believe you don’t have enough scrolls for all of them. Now are you coming?”
After hearing that, she hung her head in defeat and agreed to come outside.

I would’ve loved to see her face when we came outside with no Legionnaires in sight. Too bad she had her back turned towards me.
,,Fool! How dare you?! There is no Legion here and you are not a Legionnaire, despite your Legionnaire armour! I should kill you where you stand!” She shouted with a very angry look and took hold of her staff.

I leaned casually against the doorframe.
,,Listen, witch. There is a subtle difference between an Imperial armour and what I am wearing. Imperial armour looks nice and is crap. On the other hand, the Lord’s mail looks nice and can stop any Daedric weapon. In other words, your piece of wood is useless! So who is the tough guy now? Just hand it over and I’ll let you have fun in your cave. You know what I’m talking about.”
She knew but preferred not to give it and have me turned into a specimen for undead experiments. I settled the argument with some good old glass. As I’d already told her, the wooden staff merely bounced of my shiny cuirass.

The Warlock’s ring. A nice and interesting artefact. Unique and legendary, just the way I liked it. I put it in my pockets and headed in the direction of Mount Kand. According to Ajira, there was a very nice staff to be found there.