Skyrim: Orebane Chapter 4: Two to three

Novel: Skyrim: Orebane Author: loskro Updated:
Font Size
15px

Nothing noteworthy really happened over the next year of my life. I started house training, mastered that the sa day I started. Started to toddler slur speak full sentences and started learning letters for Tamrielic. That was it for the most part, not super exciting but growing up a second ti really isn't. Honestly it's more annoying than everything as let tell you growing in teeth for the first ti or just growing at all is PAINFUL. Sothing that tipped off that I might need to start looking into the whole killing Grelod thing was that as I got praised as a prodigy for how fast I was learning and she heard it her expression would turn particularly cruel.-

Additionally the crone had been trying to run off ralda for so ti now as the Altr woman was kind to us children and not soone she could bully. She'd certainly tried plenty but ralda would shrug it off so long as she wasn't physically attacked. Grelod never went that far though because for all her sadism the hag was well aware of the law and if she crossed that line with an adult they could legally kill her. -

It took a few months to learn how to read to any real degree and devoured every book I could get my hand on to refine that particular skill. To my surprise that caused the status screen to finally click into place and let use it. I found out why as I looked over my own status.

{Na: Alexan

Age: 2 years, 3 months, 7 days

Race: Nord/Altr

Strength:3(average adult is 10)

Dexterity:2(average adult is 10)

Constitution:6(average adult is 10)

Inteligence:12(average adult is 10)

Spirit:21(average adult is 10)

Magicka: 210/210

Skills: English(mastered), Tamrielic(7/10)}

The entire status screen was in Tamrielic so I needed to be able to at least read the language in order to use it. As for the whole seven out of ten thing I could easily guess that was based on my mastery of the language. Ten out of ten was probably mastering the skill fully. Until I could speak without my letters sounding like other letters that wasn't going to happen probably. My stats also made sense if you thought about it as well. -

My physical stats were all well below the average adults, I was two so not surprising at all. My intelligence being two points over the average adults also made sense as I had the mind of an average man from Earth stuffed into the body of an infant. The extra two points were probably from the learning buff all kids my age had letting go a bit beyond the average. Finally was my spirit stat that was a single point over being double the average persons. If that stat ant what I thought then as a reincarnated person my soul was naturally going to be abnormally strong by comparison to the average person.-

The fact that my magicka pool was directly ten tis my spirit stat though made suspicious that they were related, could be a coincidence though. Not enough information on the topic to say for sure. My skills were also accurate as obviously my knowledge of english ca with but any skills I had besides that needed to be retrained if I even wanted them back. Having my status screen was nice and all but honestly not all that helpful at the mont since I was two and all. -

I spent the next few months quietly polishing my speech and reading ability until I was finally fluent in the language and mastered it. Once that was done I began to look for any ntion of the dragon language. The topic was not one widely covered apparently which was fair I suppose since after the battle of red mountain and the way of the voice was created the language was relegated to a handful of people, the Greybeards. The crazy thing was that nobody tried to learn how to shout without their help for so reason, they just accepted that only the Greybeards way was right.-

I swallowed my inward cringe at it and played the part of a clueless innocent kid when I asked the bookseller if they had anything on the topic. I turned up the cutesy to eleven and just wanted to know all about the dragons. The people of Riften were calloused from the thieves guild being located here but even those callouses softened in the face of a big bright eyed two year old. It was despicable of but I lost whatever sha I had in the first few months of being an infant.-

I couldn't take any of the books but I was allowed to read them so long as I didn't damage them. I still got watched like a hawk as I did read the books but since I was just sitting there happily humming as I read I got left alone. My "prodigious" title had long since gotten outside the walls of the orphanage so only the out of towners were confused by walking around town by myself. Grelod was NOT happy about it though. Not the walking around part since she preferred the children make themselves scarce during the day but the prodigious title getting out.-

I had overheard her more than once directly rejecting people who offered to adopt . Honestly I was more confused why they even tried. Her antiadoption policy was VERY well known across all of skyrim. She didn't let kids get adopted, EVER. You either died, ran away or aged out, those were your options here. She made up all sorts of excuses too why adoption couldn't happen. Unfair to the others, too young, not enough money, improper housing, the list was extensive.-

While I was learning the dragon language, which was ridiculously complex by the way, I also secretly read the few alchemy books the shop left lying around. [Herbalist's guide to Skyrim], [A ga at dinner] and [Plantlife of Tamriel] were the only ones available but they were dense with knowledge. It took right up to turning three to sneakily morize all of them and the books on dragon language. Thanks to these books and my knowledge from the ga I had a ntal recipe list for a poison that should take out Grelod in a hurry.-

Impstool Deathbell Red mountain flower River betty = zero survival chance

The best part was that even an absolute novice at alchemy like could turn these into this poison as they just needed to be crushed together and boiled to form it. My current problem was that I had no money for the Impstool and it didn't grow near Riften. The others were all easily source able locally as Deathbell grew in the graveyard, the red mountain flowers at the edges of the city walls and River betties swam all through the canal in the center of the city.

You are reading Skyrim: Orebane Chapter 4: Two to three on novel69. Use the chapter navigation above or below to continue reading the latest translated chapters.
Share with your friends
Library saves books to your account. Reading History saves recent chapters in this browser.
Continuous reading

You may also like

Sword God Reborn cover
Similar genre

Sword God Reborn

InkQuillWrites ·Action

Reincarnationistiresome.Thistime,IwillsurelyattaintheUltimateoftheSwordandfindeternalrest.“SwordGodReborn”Throughcountlessreincarnations,Ilivedagai...

On the Path to the Great Dao cover
Similar genre

On the Path to the Great Dao

Pig Nerd ·Action

【Fromtheauthorof''!】Mygrandfatherisverypeculiar.Everyday,helightsincenseforhimselfandeatscandlesinfrontofhisownancestraltablet.Thevillagersareallte...

No reviews yet. Be the first reader to leave one.
Please create an account or sign in to post a comment.