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]

Chrysamere, what's that? If it is a rare one of a kind artefact, I want it!
Now, I've just written enough to get him back on the main quest. Enjoy.



Ashstorms, I really hated this weather. Why did there had to be a damn Volcano here? Also interesting was the fact that I’d seen a couple of flame Atronachs walking around. Now what was going on here?

But that wasn’t any of my concern. I trudged up the hills of Mount Kand and looked around for the cave, cursing the weather along the way. When I found it, I was actually glad to be out of the ash, even though I bet the cave was filled with nasties. I took the time to take out another Chameleon spell before going inside.

A Daedroth, where had the days gone that people were content with something as simple as a skeleton? These Daedra blunted my sword all the time. I really needed to get something more durable. I buried my blade in its neck and moved on.
I came across a second and repeated the process. There was also a female High Elf. She didn’t had what I was looking for, so I decided to simply slip past.

At the far end of the cave I found a Frost atronach which I killed at the same time that my chameleon spell wore off. And just my luck, I was spotted.
,,N’Wah!” A very angry wizard shouted and conjured a Storm Atronach. Oh, this was just great. I love it when I get myself stuck in deadly situations.

I managed to avoid the first bolt of lightning but knew that I wouldn’t be able to avoid all of them, especially since the wizard was now also flinging spells at me. Ducking and weaving, I managed to get the Atronach on one side, and the wizard on the other. Then, I ducked and saw how they blasted each other. The Atronach was the one who survived the following blastfest and I took the time to finish it off before walking over to the mage to pick up the staff.

The Staff of Magnus. I didn’t knew where Ajira got her secrets from, but she sure had a damn good source. Just as I was admiring the craftsmanship of the ancient weapon, the High Elf came looking for the source of all the commotion with a whole bunch of Daedra behind her.
I smiled, I loved it when people had good timing.
,,Oh lookie here, it’s the local zoo. Now I would love to stay around and have a nice chat over some Flin, but I’ve got to be going. So see yah!” I said and recalled to my mushroom.

Back home, I dropped the staff. I would have no need for two staffs and if I wanted to walk around the Telvanni, the Silver staff of Peace was a better choice. I also dropped my sword that was now in really bad shape. After having done that, I took a Divine intervention to Skink, put on an Invisibility spell and had myself sent to Balmora.

The first thing I did in Balmora was to head for my old home. Inside, I opened the closet and felt in a pair of my old shoes. Sure enough, I came up with one ring and a small note.
,,Ajira hopes that this ring pleases friend Oasis. Ajira must go now before the mage guild knows that she is gone.”
I left a note to thank her on the same spot, just in case she came back.

I was just pouring myself a cup of Mazte when someone knocked on the door. Now who could that be? I slipped the ring onto my finger just in case.
,,Come in.”
A Dark Elf came in and at the end of a short rope, he held a slave. Slave delivery service for Vorar Helas, anyone?

The Dark Elf looked somewhat confused, but recovered fast enough. Finding a Redguard who supposedly dealt in slaves must have been a surprise.
,,Are you Vorar Helas? Please Excuse me, but I had expected you to be a Dunmer.” He said.
,,No, I’m not Vorar Helas. Master Helas is out for a moment. You may leave his slave here. In the meantime, I’ll give you his reward. Could you wait for a moment?” I muttered.
When he was distracted, I hit him on the head with the jug of Mazte and watched him sink to the ground. I then pinned a note to him that said he was a slaver and then cast a Divine Intervention spell on him. I’m sure that the Imperials at the fort knew what to do.

I turned to the slave, who was another frightened Khajitt. I gave her some money and told her that she should book a passage to Ebonheart and find the Argonian mission. If anyone stopped her along the way, she should say that she was on an important errant for a Telvanni master, which was quite close to the truth. I watched her go and was just felling sad about the waste of some good Mazte when the doors opened again.

,,Another slave?! Look, how many did the guy want?!” I shouted at the slaver. Except that, it wasn’t a slaver.
,,So, you’re back in town? What in the name of the Divines took you so long? You’ve passed through Balmora multiple times and even had time to throw a party here with your furry friend, but you never even gave a single thought about me.” Caius said, looking rather angry. Umm, oops would be a good thing to say right now.

,,Sorry, but I just couldn’t go pay you a visit, it would be the end of me. The Telvanni would kill me. I’ve got a vacation right now, so tell me what you want.” I responded. Fortunately, he cooled down enough.

,,I need you to get some information from an Ashlander called Hassour Zainsubani, somewhere in Ald’Rhun. You know the drill, get the information and report back to me. I’ll forget about the time that you were gone if you do this. You can get to it right now.” Caius said and pointed at the door. Since I had everything I needed already packed, I left immediately. I didn’t go to Ald’Rhun. No, first I made a detour to cover up some loose ends.

,,What do you want, Outlander?” The Dark Elf scumbag of Hla Oad said. He wasn’t so polite when he didn’t had any slaves to transport.
,,Luper Alkad, I brought Rabinna to Vorar Helas remember?” I answered while doing my best to contain my anger.
,,Ah yes, I hope he was pleased?”
,,So pleased I killed him.”
He simply shrugged. ,,Well, that takes care of my debt. So, did you come to get something?”

I raised my hand with the ring I had enchanted. ,,Sure, your heads will do.”
In a twirling cloud of Magicka, a mighty Daedric blade took shape and new strength burned in my muscles. That was what I had the ring enchanted with. The soul of the Golden Saint was powerful enough to keep the sword in this plane forever as well as increasing the power of my muscles. Best of all, the sword was lighter than a feather.
,,This is for Rabinna and all the other slaves you’ve dealt in.” That was the end of the Camonna Tong in Hla Oad. They were strong enough to boss over a cowed slave, but they couldn’t survive a blade of Daedric origin.

After the slaughter, I took the long walk to Ald’Rhun.