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]

One update before I take a nap.




Needless to say, the Ashlanders were quite surprised to see an Outlander walk into their camp.
,,What do you want, Outlander?” The one who appeared to be their leader asked. He kept a Chitin club within reach at all times. Chitin, did they really think that they could even scratch my armour with that?

,,I’m here to speak to your Wise Woman. It regards the Nerevarine phrophecies.” I hoped that they would simply let me pass. No such luck though.
,,Are you a member of the temple who has come here to slay our Wise Woman? Explain your allegiance.” Was the answer that I received. Wow, these people were paranoid.

,,No, I am not with the temple. I’ve come here on my own. You see, some guy who can have me killed if I don’t do what he says thinks that I am the Nerevarine. This is ridiculous, but I prefer to keep him satisfied so that my skin stays in one piece. I just want to meet your Wise Woman so that she can say that I am just a normal Redguard. After that I will leave and you won’t hear from me again.”
Their leader stepped forward.
,,I am Zabamund, Gulahkan of the Urshilaku. Go speak with our Ashkan. Tell him that Zabamund sent you. He shall judge whether or not you are worthy of meeting our Wise Woman.” After that, the Ashlanders all went back to their duties.

I went into the tent as calmly as possible and managed to explain the situation before the Askcan tried to put a spear through my helmet.
,,So you wish to see our Wise Woman. To do that, you must be a clanfriend. I shall test your resolve. Go to the south where you shall find our burial grounds. Recover the bow of Sul-Senipul, my father. Be careful, the guardians of the tomb are strong and plentiful. They shall see you as their enemy. Now go and do not return before you have succeeded.” He said. A test, can’t I ever just get things without having to fetch something first?

After a short walk, I found the tomb. Before I could enter, I had to kill something that once had been human. At least I think it was human, underneath the deformations of flesh. What for disease could do this? I hoped I would never have to find out.

The Ashkan had been right about the guardians. A bunch of Skeletons rushed me with silver weapons once I was inside. Their movements were much smoother than those of their lesser brethren, which told me that I was facing Skeleton Champions. Didn’t matter, a few powerful swings with my Daedric blade turned them into dust.

The tomb was huge, but there wasn’t much of value if I didn’t counted the Silver weapons wielded by the Skeletons. I did found a few artefacts, including a nice Glass Claymore that according to the inscriptions on the handle was known as Magebane. A nice addition for my collection.

After a long walk and countless interruptions by walking collections of bone, I made it to the place where Sul-Senipul was buried. Unfortunately for me, his soul had refused to be buried with the body and now floated around with the bow I needed.
,,Excuse me, Sul-Senipul? Your son requests that I retrieve your bow for him. Would you please give it to me?” I asked. His response was an arrow that bounced of my armour.

,,I take it that you’re trying to tell me that I have to get it myself. Fine, have it your way.” I muttered and cast a Levitation spell to put us on the same level. Some fireballs and a last swing of my sword made the ghost drop in a pile of Ectoplasm. I grabbed the bow before it hit the floor and left the tomb. I hoped that the Ashkan wouldn’t be upset that I just busted his father.

He wasn’t upset. He told me to keep the bow and honour his father with every arrow I fired. He then brought me to the Wise Woman. Not much luck there. She told me that I wasn’t the Nerevarine, but I could become him. Crap, couldn’t she just say no? I was not a hero and I didn’t want to become one. Whatever, I took the quick route of Almsivi back to civilization, and Caius.