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

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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.

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She looked shocked at me for a moment…”you…you are my…my sister”? “I must dare to say that I am, you knew just a bit too much about me not to be…and, well I must say there are certain similarities between us, not just physically, but also in our minds, and hearts…not too mention our strange sense of humour”, I smiled, as she tried to get a grip on the situation.

-“How…why…can…how do you know about that, can you see through a person”? she said, clearly afraid of the answer.

-“It’s called telepathy dear, and under the right circumstances, I can tell what a person is, if a person is lying to me, I can tell…or I may move beyond that, and take directly control of their minds…having unlimited resources to anything magic related, is one of the perks of being Arch-Magister” I said smiling.

She sat there, dumbfounded, as of how I could sit and talk about something like that, just as easily talking about what kind of tea I wanted. I knew how she felt, I had reacted about the same way when Baladas teached it all to me, but now I had changed…I was sure of myself, perhaps a bit too sure, but still, I had grown, and was more mature to the strange and impossible theories of magic and such now, than I had been.

-“But it’s late, so I’ll guess we should go to bed, if you go back through that door” I said pointing over my shoulder, “you take a turn to the right, and will find a bedroom ready for you”. She took the hint, realizing that the conversation was finished, she got up, gave me a quick hug, before she went to her bedroom.

Ok, I admit, I was still shocked by the idea…after all, my entire background had suddenly changed, I had a family, but was ripped away from it when I was young, never learning how it was to be loved by your parents…quite a loss indeed, but I still had my sister, and together I was sure we could manage, learning from each others.

I woke Salina up early in the morning, telling her to get dressed quickly, as we had some things to discuss. Five minutes she appeared in the kitchen, still morning groggy.

-“Ok sis, you want to go with me on my adventures I assume” she simply nodded. “Well then we have to get you trained a bit, I have some boring duties the coming weeks, which should give you some time to get trained…you will be studying under my former mentor Baladas Demnevanni, and when he deems you worthy, he’ll send you back here, where Manilius will teach you in the fine arts of making as much of a bloody mess with your opponent with your weapon as possible”, I laughed at her expression, she looked as though she had just gotten a potato stuck in her throat.

We shared a quiet breakfast, before I sent her back to Baladas, and now it was time for me to start getting my duties. Truth to be told, I had no boring paperwork thing, but the bunch of things that I was going to have to wade through soon, was simply too dangerous for someone who was just a thief, so telling her a little white lie didn’t make me feel guilty at all.

First on my list, was getting a few more goods done in the name of the “holy Tribunal”, yeah holy in my dreams…not. Tharer, seemed to be pleased to see me.

-“Ah welcome Adept, or should I say Arch-Magister”, he said with a smug grin. “Telina would be sufficient”, I replied answering his grin with one of my own.

-“Well Telina, I guess you have come here for more chores…I do so happen to have one, most likely fitting your skills” he gave me a knowing look. “A necromancer have taken up residence in a Velothi building south east of here, make him…repent...his…ah sins, and purge the place from it’s dark taint”.

I knew what he meant by repent, was to kill him slowly and painfully, and purge…well most likely I think he meant putting the place to the torch. Seeing no reason not to get on with it, I quickly paced out of the temple, walking straight southeast.

It took me only a few minutes, before I felt a tugging sensation, something…dark was close. I knew that I must be close, and was still pondering on why I was suddenly feeling like that sensation of power…until I remembered, the staff gave me an ability to ‘feel’ magic, and I also knew with my extensive training, I would start to get used to feel magic.

I entered the Velothi building, dispatching the necromantic creatures that stood in my way. After a few minutes of playing stab the dremora, I found myself facing the necromancer.

-“Your time is at an end…heretic” I said with a voice, dripping with venom. “Well”, he said sadly, “I guess I have a new subject”, with that he summoned forth a Golden saint. I closed my eyes, feeling the connection between the caster and the summoning., and then I severed it.

The eyes of the necromancer turned wide in shock as the creature now free from it’s casters will, turned at him. The Saint, outraged by having been summoned, tore into it’s former master, cutting him to ribbons, before it turned it’s deathly metallic stare to me.


-“What do I owe you for this…mortal” it spoke with a hollow metallic voice…I realized I had done it a favour by freeing it, so I took the natural answer…”begone from this place…return to the fires of Oblivion”.

It nodded, before disappearing in a glimmer of golden dust. I put the place to the torch, before heading out, back to Molag Mar.