The tale of Telina Delvanni, chapter 5., The Rise of Great House Telvanni Options

[Tellie]

The Tale of Telina Delvanni, Chapter 5.

The Rise of Great House Telvanni

-“My name is Llovyn Salvu, Wizard of the house, and I have been assigned to you as your advisor…so would you like to hear the councils current focus”? I answered him with a promptly yes, so he smiled and continued. “The council is complaining about the gap Gothrens death made, so I suggest that you instate a new Master, to take residence in his former tower. These are the candidates.

-“Mallam Ryon Gothrens old mouth, I’ve heard that he is drowning his sorrows in Fara’s Hole in the Wall”.

-“The second one is Lady Zubadayah, daughter of Lady Zafirbel…a rare beauty that one is, she is half Chimer, half Dunmer. You will find her on the docks of Tel Mora”. Hmm, strange half Dunmer half Chimer, that was one I would have to meet personally, so I walked down towards the docks, ready for a boat trip. The same as with my stronghold I was given an item to get back to my chambers here in Sadrith Mora, only this time it was an amulet with a powerful drain health as well, which I could unleash on my enemies.

The trip was a comfortable one, and I was soon over in Tel Mora. Finding Zubadayah was not difficult, I only needed to find the first person who had her right side golden skin, and her left side the ashly grey that was normal amongst us Dunmer. Her face was striking, and she had a kind of divine upheaval beauty around her, almost as she was from a different world than the rest of us.

-“Exuse me sera, but you must be Lady Zubadayah”?
“Who asks”? she said. “Telina Delvanni, Arch-Magister of Great House Telvanni…I’m offering you a job as Master, if you wish it, as soon as you accept you can find a Mouth, and take up residence in the tower of Tel Arhun”.

She looked at me for a bit, pondering on her decision. “Deal, I’ll find a Mouth and take up residence in Tel Arhun”. She turned and walked towards the tower of Dratha…”Wait a moment, I have a question for you”, I yelled.

She stopped, and turned again. “Why is it that your skin is half golden half ashly”? I said to her. “Because I’m the daughter of Lady Zafirbel one of the original founders of Great House Telvanni, and Lord Vehk, Azura granted every daughter of my line to be born with the split skin of Chimer and Dunmer, to show that there is still hope for our race”, then she walked away, leaving me standing there.

After a few moments, I gathered myself, and went for a piece of fried fish at the local inn, before I went back to Sadrith Mora. “I’ve convienced Lady Zabadayah to join the council as a Master”, I told Llovlyn.

-“Exellent”, he smiled, “the councils current focus is now to bring the Mages guild down, would you like to destroy the guild here on Vvardenfell”? he asked nervously.

This required some thinking. Ok, The Mages Guild had never been actually good to me, the had called me several things, taken unnecessary high payment for me being Telvanni, I had more than once been threatned on my life when I had been in a guildhall lately…and back when I lived in Cyrodiil, they had tried to get me arrested for being a necromancer (I had refused point blank to join their guild )…and not to mention they made many people who offered magical training have “unexpected accidents”, and the last thing was that they currently had a monopoly on magical training here on the island, and they would destroy the house, if they had the chance to it…”I’ll make sure the guild is destroyed personally”, I told Llovyn after a few minutes thinking.

[Tellie]

hehe...you think so cloudy, well, with the intensive training and thigns she have done, she is getting powerful yes. Just to those of you who wonder how good Telina is, she is about level 40 (well at least she is that in my save game, that I use as an inspiration for my writing), but of course, with all the fortify effects and resistance to things she have, she would have no trouble on taking higher level characters out...but dont worry, there are still enemies out there for her who would have no troubles killing her.


I managed to painfully gulp down a healing potion, tears was running down my cheeks, as the bones was straightened out, I still felt like guar dung though, and had to expend another one.

Getting up was difficult, considering I felt like my own weight was like a mountain or so it felt), I was scared now. That spell had not even been close to hitting me, but still it nearly killed me, so I decided to be more careful with Shadowshard. Picking up the strange lightning carved rock that had to be Litanigiers essence, I moved further into the stronghold, walking the same way.

I came around a corner, there further down I could see two mers, one with a bow, one with a rather evil looking axe. Considering I had only magicka enough for one more spell like the one I used on Infritel, I took my crossbow…”bugger”, normally my typical luck had caught me yet again, only one bolt left.

Deciding to take the bow armed mer, I took careful aim, only to have the bolt miss him by the inches, swearing loudly, I took the Nord way…charging headlong towards my opponent.

I dodged the first arrow that came my way, the second was knocked out of track by a deft strike of my claymore. I was closing in, but my charge was brutally ended by an arrow that suddenly wedged itself in my right ribs. Feeling the dull poison taking its effect one me, I tumbled forwards before going face first to the floor.

I moaned, trying to get up again, I was rewarded with a hammer blow at my unarmoured back. I gasped, as my breath was knocked out of my lungs, then I felt two hands grabbing my hands, starting to drag me, concentrating the last of my power that was left, I spoke the words Jaron had taught me in the beginning.

“marrghax ggrywhadn ghas”. I don’t know if I poured too much power into the spell of not, all I know is that the two bandits dragging me suddenly stopped, and that I could hear the sound of ice breaking on the ground, then it was all blank.

I awoke to the foul stench of warm flesh, and I could see my earlier opponents, lying in pieces at the floor, I till felt like having jumped of red Mountain, but I managed to set myself up towards the wall. Looking at the arrow that was penetrating my side, I knew that I had to remove it first, luckily it was not broken, which raised my spirit by a small degree. I took up a torch from my pack, putting it in my mouth, before taking a firm grip on the arrow, and then I yanked it out.

Even with the torch in my mouth, my scream must have awoken every person on this floor, but luckily they were all dead, the pain was unbearable, I felt my mind slipping again, but I forced myself not to sleep, I had to stay awake. I looked down at my last healing potion, I knew that I most likely had one more tough fight in front of me, but I had no choice but to take it. I was still dazed, when the potion had done its work on me, so finding a bed to rest was my first priority, and I found a few crude, yet comfortable hammocks to spend the night in.

I woke up after a good sleep, and better, I had no trace, of my fight yestere, and I felt completely ready for a new fight. I had noticed a stairway a little back, and since I had searched the entire floor, I was sure my way led me down there.

True enough, down there was Shadowshard and his retinue, the entire floor was frozen, and his five Dunmer guards had frozen to death for a long time ago, and better, I had an advantage, my gloves gave me higher resistance to both frost and flame, and I had the element of surprise…I looked into my pack, there I found two fortify willpower potions, which would come in handy, downing both of them, I spoke the intricate cantrip of Immolation. “jhaggfd nhgdig smraffre inflamm”. The globe of fire, turned as expected into a large maelstrom, expanding, pouring more power into it, and boosted with the potions, the potion would have a much more dangerous effect. It started to howl, the speed so fast and it was so warm that even with my gloves on, I started to sweat.

I broke it off, my powers spent, and there alone stood Shadowshard, the mightiest of the three. I could see a spell form up in his hands, but I could not afford to give him the chance to cast it. I ran forwards, drawing the Monarch. The blade descended, chopping off big clumps of ice, although the frost spell effects it would hand onto Shadowshard was of no use, the blade was still sharp.

I dodged under his massive fist, bringing my sword upwards in a quick slash, Shadowshard screamed as his right arm was cut off, an ice cold liquid poured out from his arm socket, blood I presume. He looked at me, hatred etched into his eyes, even now as I was about to kill him, he thought he could win…I guess his thoughts disappeared when his head was removed. A big perfect orb of ice, was now the only visible part of Shadowshard, taking his essence, I translocated myself back to Jaron.

-“Ah...hehe, good work Telina, he, this is exactly what I need yes, just wait here and I’ll get your robe”. He walked inside his hut, several bangs and loud swearings later, he came out, a bit red faced, but still looking immensely happy. He handed me a robe of exquisite beauty, its silken fabrics, having delicate patterns in black and different colours of blue, but suddenly just as with my gloves, it constantly shifted between shades of red, going back and forth.

Seeing that I had no need to have the clothing of an assassin on me for the moment, I thanked him and went back to my stronghold. There I took off the Black Hand robe and hood, and took my new Theurgist robe on instead.
I had my suspicions to what the robe would do, but my shock of getting increased even more, I was not ready for. The robe was just as with my gloves increasing my resistance to flame and ice, and also fortified my intelligence willpower, and several of my magic skills.