After my first brush with becoming a young master, I returned to the Arcanaeum to find that Marwyn was now joined by Tiberius. The two were discussing the dangers of summoning Daedra while looking through a book on the topic.
I went to Urag to thank him for his recomndation and asked if he had any books on Dovahzul. I might never be able to rend mountains but if I want to get even a single shout down starting early is a must.
"Sure, we have so old tos on it, a warning though, many have tried to make heads or tails of what to do with it and the furthest soone got was minor enchantnt applications, there were so that managed to learn a word or two for shouting but it was rarely worth the effort." The librarian says in a grumbling tone.
I nod and say "Well, it will at least make for an interesting read, and who knows? I might get lucky" He scoffs and waves off.
The book I started with was more a dictionary than any kind of instruction manual, there were only the words in Dovah and their presud aning when translated to Tamrielic. My main goal with the dragon language was to learn the slow ti shout, the rest might be more destructive or impressive but giving myself more ti to spam spells like a madman will always trump those advantages, hopefully my relative age will give an advantage in learning it.
The hours quickly passed while I was imrsed in the book until Morrigan found .
"You could have waited for before exploring you know." she says annoyed.
"And when I got up you were still asleep, we were traveling for a long ti and I thought you might need the rest" I say not turning from my book.
She narrows her eyes "And since when am I so delicate that I can't get up in the morning?"
I sigh and finally look at her "Morrigan, even ignoring my previous words, is it so weird that I chose not to drag you everywhere I go?"
She is silent for a couple of monts before she shakes her head and sits across "No I guess it is not." she goes to say sothing else but stops herself.
"Listen, I am not going anywhere, but you need to decide what you want to do now that you are safe. I have my own ambitions and goals, and just following around can't be the extent of yours."
She frowns, deep in thought for a good ten minutes before saying "Yes, you are right. The entire ti I was only thinking about running away, not what I was going to do afterward."
I smile "Good, I am glad you understand."
We chat about our discoveries about the college for a short while and I show her the Arcane Ascension book, she seems interested in it and leaves to try it out.
The rest of the day I spent reading, walking around, or relaxing in the gardens.
Today was Morndas the 4th of Frostfall, or Monday October fourth for those uninitiated, which marked the start of the lessons for new apprentices at the college of Winterhold.
We gathered in the Hall of the Elents, or the lecture hall as it was known to most people. The seven of us were joined by so older apprentices along with a couple of professors who were most likely there just to show themselves so we can rember them.
There was a lot of excited murmuring among the students, but I remained mostly quiet. After waiting for a couple of minutes a tall Dunr man wearing the bluish purple robes of the Archmage walked in from the side and everyone quieted down.
He took a couple of seconds to see if everyone was present, nodding at the older students seemingly satisfied by their presence. He spent a good minute looking over us newbies and then checking his notes, most likely confirming sothing when I felt a spell brush over all of us. Looking at the source with so caution I found out that the Archmage was scanning the new students, irritating but understandable.
When our eyes t his eyebrow rose and he gave a small smile, before he finally fake coughed and started his speech: "I am happy to see so many new faces this year, I am Savos Aren, the Archmage of this college. The magical arts are as old as history and it gladdens my heart that you all have decided to delve into their mysteries with us, the things you will learn here will last you for a lifeti, several if you are talented" he pauses for a bit after his intro.
"I will begin by giving so ground rules. The research into any school of magic is not strictly prohibited on college grounds, however if you break the law of the land in an attempt to further said research the punishnt will be severe" At this he flares his magical presence at us and I am blinded for a second, he continues as if nothing happened: "Any dispute between college mbers will be solved either by diation of a senior mber or, if that fails, a non-lethal magical duel, let reiterate that: Under no circumstances are you to permanently harm a fellow mber. Finally every mission taken by a student will be checked and verified multiple tis to ensure it's required skill level, there will be no complaints when you accept an assignnt"
He takes break from speaking and drinks so water while the other students start murmuring excitedly once again. Another fake cough interrupts them "Now that the unpleasantries are out of the way I will explain the course of your education. The college prides itself in the freedom of its mbers, there are so essential skills that you will have to pick up during your first year along with a more rigid lesson program, but afterwards you will be able to chose whatever you wish to do with your ti here. The things I require from everyone consist of learning all of the spells provided in your rooms, for those who didn't have the ti to look through them, these are spells from every school of magic, the mastery of which will allow you to survive most encounters or at least run away."
He looks toward the disgruntled Nords present among us "Now I know that running away isn't the most honorable thing but we aren't warriors here, we are scholars, and while we might be able to cause great destruction sotis a retreat is the better choice" they all seem to be at least sowhat placated by this.
"Back to the program, alongside learning these spells you will also take the ti to visit every class held during the next two weeks, and after being introduced to everything that is offered to you you will chose what you wish to focus on, The limit will be three schools, and before so of you start complaining no I don't care how hard working you are. So things take ti and I will not have you blowing yourself up or turning into catgirls because you can't show so damn patience." There is definitely so fun history there.
He takes a second for his words to sink in, and before so idiots can start complaining despite them, starts introducing the professors to his side. I recognize so of them but knowing I will et them later I only half listen to the introductions.
"Now that the formalities are out of the way it is ti to begin the lesson." After saying that he seems to suddenly turn into another person as his inner nerd awakens "I will start with a rather simple question: What is Magicka?"
A/n: If you liked reading this toss a stone or review.
Also this is the chapter for June 7th, I am trying out the release tir.
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