Daughter of Sheogorath

Chapter 7

The cold nights of Skyrim are very harsh. It was around 8pm when we arrived in Winterhold. We walk into the wrecked city. The cold tickles my nose and ears. I pull my mammoth fur coat closer to my face. We approach the college  bridge but are stopped by a woman in college robes.

" The journey across the bridge is long and dangerous and the gate will not open for you!" She glares down at me.

"I have official business here, I am Jarl Ulfric's daughter. He sent me me to talk to the Archmage!" I lie. Hopefully she buys it.

"About what."

"Battle spells" I say hesitantly.

" The gate will not open unless you cast a spell at the eye."

"Very well which spell?" She smirks.

"Summon something, anything." A wild grin appears on her face.

"O...Kay...." I don't know any summoning spells. What should I do now? I had two choices. 1) I could give up and go home. 2) I could improv. Guess I was going to have to improv because I'm not a quitter! I think hard. A red Orb appears in my hand. I cast the spell. Suddenly a Dremora Valkynaz appears. It takes out its weapon and becomes immediately hostile. I panic.
"Vabazeri sallidad!" He cowers immediately and disappears. I can't believe this. I did it again. I spoke a language that I didn't know I knew. I had no clue what I had even said. How can I keep doing this.

"How did you summon a Dremora!"

"I uh..."

"The Arch Mage will want to speak with you right away!" We rush inside . On the way across the bridge I hold onto Willow tightly. We approach the gate, as it opens it creaks. She calls out to the  Arch mage who just so happens to be in the Court yard.

"I am incredibly busy..."

"Jarl Ulfic's daughter is here to see you." The dark elf that stood before us looked disgusted.

"Why would I want to converse with nord scum?" The woman, who stood at the entrance of the bridge moments ago, began to speak. I interjected.

"You will show respect! Also would a nord have these?" I pull down my hood to reveal my pointed ears. He looks shocked.

"How could Ulfric have an elf daughter?" He asked with a puzzled look on his face .

"I'm adopted..."

" Why did he pick you?"

"That's none of your buissness! Now I am here looking to resolve an urgent issue!"  He sighs heavily.

"Follow me, we can discuss the matter further in my office." I follow him up the steps and into his office. He gestures for me to have a seat and I do. I explain to him every thing that happened. He looked shocked.

"I've never heard of this happening before.... The first thing you said sounded like Dovahzul.... you should ask the Grey-Beards." I would have to travel again! Hopefully they did not live far.
"Where do they live ?"

"In High Horathgar. Near the throat of the world."

"That's far, I'll have to head up there another time, it getting late! Goodbye .... uh I didn't catch your name..."

"Guster, and you are?"

"Novus" I smiled and then left. I got into the carriage and told the driver to take me home.