A/n: Had to reupload the chapter to move it to volu 3, it wouldn't let move chapters between volus for whatever reason, sorry for the inconvenience
After the visit to the Telvanni wizard, Ryevin settled into a monotonous if exhausting rhythm.
Most mornings were filled with grueling exercises alongside sword and spear drills, making his arms feel like they were on fire.
It was not without its rewards however, Reyvin no longer looked like the usual elven mage twig, but now sported a lean yet muscular build. He also realized he prefers the spear to the sword, the longer range being far more comfortable to his mage mindset, thus he focused a lot more of his ti on mastering it.
His reputation among the guards also rose, as they expected him to give up after a couple of days of training, his perseverance having impressed them.
After the morning 'fun' and a good al, the classes would begin. Thankfully the schedule was very relaxed with him usually only having one lecture a day, even if they all lasted for hours.
From his enchantnt lessons, he learned how to carve runes into different tals with more precision, and also a trick to add runes to clothing without the tedious stitching. He did have to learn how to manipulate souls so he can use the gems better, which helped his mysticism along.
As his first task for the college, he aided the enchantnt master with preparing a shipnt of swords for the Solitude legionary garrison. The pay was very lucrative so he splurged a bit and bought a full padded armor and chain-shirt to go with his robes.
Tolfdir taught him how to better use alteration to directly empower himself, as well as a more powerful ward and telekinesis spell, and as he promised he showed a technique to shape tal using magic.
When Reyvin asked why this thod was not as widespread the old alteration master explained that while it can be used to shape the tal, it was only really useful for jewelry due to the forging process being necessary to make the tal useful for making weapons or
armor.
Reyvin also asked about the transmutation spell, but Tolfdir said that while he did know it he would keep it to himself until the young students proved themselves responsible enough not to abuse it. Morrigan who was also present for the alteration lessons got pissed at this but Tolfdir rely explained that this was the exact reason why he refused them.
After so ti, they were also taught the wind-ward spell that should be of use against archers.
The desturction lessons made him yearn for his morning physical training, each ti Faralda would force him to push his Magicka reserve to its breaking point, and when she was done with that she would drill combat tactics and spellcasting techniques into his head. Reyvin almost regretted signing up for this, but he knew he was growing in skill and power so he grit his teeth and bore it.
He did make great progress in his destruction skill, reaching the low adept level upon throwing his first proper fireball, scorch seed a bit put off that his gimmick was now obsolete but he also seed to be growing a bit in the past months so it wasn't all that much of a bother.
Reyvin decided to take so focus from his pyromania and try and master so lightning magic, as its projectiles were far faster, if a bit weaker. The lightning bolt and greater sparks soon joined his repertoire of spells.
Naturally, as any man of culture as soon as he got his sparks to a sufficient level he found himself screaming about unlimited power while torturing a poor practice target. Even Scorch looked at him weirdly for a ti after that scene.
He didn't simply let his restoration training lag behind either, while he couldn't really get more complex spells he did practice his usual healing and got it to work faster.
The Arcane Ascension technique seed to reach a limit for a ti, no longer improving his Magicka reserve, but his third eye was still devouring a lot of Magicka so he kept at it. After three months of this, his head started itching like mad and he felt like a barrier has been broken when it cos to his bloodline, he now seed to be able to predict the movent of others by half a second.
When he asked Urag about where to go next with his exercise, the old orc first made him do it in front of him and with a surprised tone congratulated him on setting a record for mastering the technique by a large margin, which made him grin like a child.
The gruff librarian then explained that he needed to let the new power settle in before adding elentally charged Magicka to the process. When asked about how long the settling would take he answered that it should be at least half a year.
ditating on the thu'um also seed to slow down after the initial push, he did still progress enough to speak YOL instead of whispering it without knocking himself out, but shouting it without risk still seed very far off. It was still a very relaxing process and Reyvin found himself spending entire evenings just sitting on the college wall and enjoying the wind.
Reyvin's colleagues were all progressing in their own studies.
The Nord twins would join him during battle mage training, and after finding out about him learning from the guards they also decided to do it.
Marwyn was spending more and more of his ti studying the soul, and when he thought he wasn't being watched he read up on dark rituals. Thankfully he still seed to hold his passion for enchantnt and was progressing there as well.
Morrigan was going completely wild with how much she learned about alchemy, the madwoman even caught the eye of the alchemy master, who started teaching her with more attention whenever he wasn't higher than the red mountain.
Edrasa seed to be satisfied with rely being a passable student, only really getting interested when altering people through restoration or alteration was the topic, when that was the case she would excel.
Finally Tiberius continued on with his single-minded focus on conjuration, and surprising everyone actually made a contract with a group of three scamps, the little daedra were not powerful, but they could use pyromancy at a low level. In his gleeful mood, he challenged Reyvin to a practice match so he could show off, but was quickly returned to Nirn from his high horse with a lightning bolt to the face, after a bit of dressing down from the Dunr he finally accepted he would have to actually learn how to fight.
During early Evening Star (December) the young elf also celebrated his 17th birthday.
And now, four months after joining the college Reyvin was getting ready for his first serious outing, joined by the Nord twins. As they were waiting for the briefing, he checked his
progress with a satisfied look.
[Na: Reyvin] [House: Dagoth]
[Age: 17][Race: Dunr][Birthsign: Mage]
[Str: 11][Dex: 12.5][Vit: 14][Mind: 20][Mag: 210]
[Mage]
[Destruction-Adept: Searing flas, penetrating firebolt, frostbite, greater sparks, lightning
bolt, fireball]
[Restoration-apprentice: Fast heal, steadfast ward]
[Alteration-adept: Empowering stone-flesh, tal transfiguration, wind-ward, mage-light,
telekinesis]
[Illusion-novice: Calm, enrage]
[Conjuration-apprentice: Bound weapon (steel), Familiar bond (Scorch)]
[Mysticism-apprentice: Arcane ascension (settling), stable levitation, minor soul
manipulation]
[Enchantnt-adept: rune-carving, identification, soul-imbuing]
[Alchemy-apprentice: basic potions]
[Warrior]
[Swords-apprentice]
[Spears-apprentice]
[Thief]
[Stealth-novice]
[Traits:]
[Fireblood: Born under the flas of the red mountain you are blessed with 50% resistance
and 20% damage and control toward fire]
[Ashen bond: Through your bond with Scorch you attain greater control over flas and restoration, you also seem to heal just a bit quicker]
[Blood of Dagoth: You descend from a mad religious extremist, who non the less achieved a degree of godhood, providing you with a prolonged lifespan and the third eye trait] [Awakened third eye: Your blessed perception has been further improved through your efforts, now granting you the ability to predict the movent of others while enhancing your
magic sight.]
[Aspiring tongue: You have taken the first step on the road of a tongue, an ancient art lost to most. Kyne blesses all who follow her teachings, even if they aren't her creation] [Minor blessing of the warrior: You seem to learn how to fight in lee a bit faster]
[Minor Dunr paragon: Dunr will tend to have a good impression of you]
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