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Chapter 256
🕑 Added 2022-09-30 00:09:57 +0000 UTC“It’s so pretty!” Kunou looked around in awe, the floating landmasses, the myriad of colors that blanketed the sky. Her eyes practically sparkled as she ran to the edge and looked over, exclaiming at everything she could see.
“This is quite something.” Yasaka shared a similar expression, if more reserved.
Artoria too looked around with clear interest.
“Auntie Meridia lives here?” Kunou asked.
“Not only does she live here, she created this place.” I rubbed her head. “She’s a Goddess, this is her realm.”
“Oooh.” Kunou’s eyes widened.
Still a little young to understand the significance of that, but it’s fine.
I’ve been here several times before, not just her Realm, but this specific area. I looked at her Throne and had a little mischievous idea.
“How large is this realm?” Artoria asked.
“Honestly, I have no idea. I’ve never wandered around, but from what Meridia’s said, she has many followers and subordinates living here.” I answered her to the best of my ability.
“Does she know we’re here?” Yasaka questioned.
“She should.” I nodded, eyeing her throne. “She’s more or less aware of every minute detail that happens here. You could even use words like omniscient when it comes to her in this place. To attack a Daedric Lord in their realm is suicide even for others of their kind.”
“I see, so that’s what she meant when she said she was….reduced.” Yasaka mumbled.
Kunou let out a little giggle as I lifted her up. Both Artoria and Yasaka turned to me as I sat her in Meridia’s throne.
“Is this something I should expect every time you come here?” Meridia’s melodious voice reached my ears as I turned around seeing everyone else appearing.
I think you should know me well enough by now.
“Greet your new queen.” I gestured towards Kunou
“Hi!” Kunou waived happily.
Any faux annoyance Meridia had practically shattered at that. “My new queen, is it?” She huffed cutely.
“She sits in the throne, thems the rules.” I shrugged my shoulders helplessly.
“As a former King, that is in fact the rule.” Artoria chuckled.
Merdia rolled her eyes, holding back a little smile herself. She walked towards Kunou and raised her hand up, creating a little tiara for her. “If those are the rules, I suppose I shall make it official.”
And Meridia, the most reserved of my girls decided to play along.
“Mom, look!”
“I see it, my little fox.” Yasaka smiled brightly. “Why don’t you come down now.”
“Mmkay.” Kunou hopped off, running over to her mom to show off her new tiara.
We watched her for a moment before I turned towards Meridia. “Missed you.” I quickly wrapped her up.
“You’re too much.” She pouted, quickly accepting my affection. “…I missed you as well.”
She’s always so cute. It made me not want to let her go.
“Master~” Raikou hurried over.
“Raikou.” I smiled, taking her in as well.
“Wilhelm.”
“Student.”
Both Scáthach and Jinn joined, after I had the moment with Meridia.
I made sure to greet each of them appropriately, giving each a hug and kiss.
“Are you well, my Student?” Scáthach was the first to ask.
“I’m good.” I smiled towards her. She wasn’t usually so…gentle in her wording if asking about me. Well, she definitely knows about me meeting with Venelana, and I assume she’s asking about my feelings after the talk. “Really.” I assured her. “I got some things off my chest and feel much better.”
“That’s not the only thing~” Jinn giggled.
“Yeah, yeah.” You lewd genie.
“And I thought you were not as bad as Setanta.” Scáthach snorted, a little laugh escaping from her. “Perhaps you are even worse than my old student. I’m fairly sure even he had not laid with his grandmother.”
“…..you’re older than her.”
Scáthach twitched.
Would probably pay for that later, but I won this round. Besides, I’d love to spar with her again soon.
“Mou~ Your mother would take care of you if you need.” Raikou pouted cutely. I think she’s just upset that it wasn’t her, not that it was Venelana.
“I know, my Raikou’s always here for me.” I pulled her in for another quick hug, which she took the opportunity to push my head between her breasts like she tends to do. I had to pull myself away from her clutches, less I never leave between her bosom.
“Shall I take Kunou and head out?” I finally offered.
“I wondered why you had come.” Meridia stated. “….not that you are unwelcome…”
I wanted to tease her some more, she’s jut way too cute. “I was just stopping by because I wanted to see you all, if only briefly.” I smiled brightly at them. “I know you all are going to have your own girl’s time, I didn’t want to intrude. I’m actually going to take Kunou to see Thorum.”
“I haven’t seen Thorum since he came and asked about his Aura.” Jinn floated next to me, looking reminiscent. “Check up on that for me, please?”
“Of course, I was going to without you even asking.” I wanted to see if anything changed about that as it was a fairly interesting deviation.
“I should warn you.” Meridia spoke up. “Akatosh and by extension the one you know as Talos are knowledgeable of your existence and have been watching you. We spoke briefly and they bare no ill will, but you should be aware.”
“That’s….concerning.”
“They are reasonable compared to….others.” She crossed her arms. “Of which, you will not consort with.” She made sure to add. “I care not for Akatosh and his extensions, you are already friendly with one of his children.”
So protective.
“Why would I care about the others when I have you.”
“O-of course.” Meridia said proudly.
“My, he sure knows the right things to say, doesn’t he?” Scáthach chuckled at us.
“Yes, it feels strange to be on this side when it happens.” Artoria walked up next to her, Yasaka and Kunou in tow. “Is this how he managed to successful woo us all together?”
“It looks oddly similar.” Scáthach raised an eyebrow when I caught her gaze.
“Oh wow, look at the time.” It seemed like a good time to skedaddle.
“So soon, and I thought this conversation would be of particular interest to you, my student.” Scáthach snorted out a chuckle.
“Places to be, people to see.” I ignored her little jabs.
“Yes, I’m sure.” She stepped up, placing a quick kiss on my cheek. “Keep yourself well, my student.” She said with a surprisingly gentle look on her face.
“We’ll talk later.” I gave her a genuine smile, sweeping my gaze around the area. It was meant for all of them as I knew there was important things we did need to talk about at some point. “But have fun.”
It’s rare for all of them to get together without some sort of issue coming up.
“Kunou, sweetie.” Yasaka placed a hand on her daughter’s head. “Thank your Auntie for the tiara.”
Kunou perked up, running straight at Meridia, giving her a big hug. The goddess looked stunned at the sudden attack, almost frozen as she didn’t know how to react. “Thank you, auntie.”
Meridia hesitantly raised her hand, lightly placing it on the little fox’s head. “….You’re welcome, child.” She said ever so softly.
“Kunou sweetie.” Yasaka knelt down as Kunou came back. “Remember what we talked about. You have to listen to your Daddy, it’s very important.”
“I know, mamma.” Kunou nodded.
“And” Yasaka booped her nose. “You know to keep where you came from a secret, right? You’re a big girl so we’re trusting you with this.”
“Uh huh!”
“Don’t wander off, don’t talk to strangers. Don’t take anything unless your Daddy says it’s okay.” Yasaka added, making sure Kunou listened intently to each one.
“I’ll be good, I promise.”
“I know, you’re a good girl.” Yasaka smiled brightly, pulling Kunou in for a kiss on the forehead. “So…have fun.” She finished.
“I will be watching to make sure nothing untold happens.” Meridia spoke up, giving the little fox a very protective look.
I think someone’s become attached themselves.
“Thank you.” Yasaka replied with no small amount of genuine thankfulness in her voice.
“Alright, I’ve bothered you all enough.” I reached out and took Kunou’s hand. “I’ll let you get to it.” With a flick of my hand, a portal opened up to the house.
“Bye!” Kunou waived as we stepped through.
****
“Daddy, where are we?” Kunou asked, looking around and seeing the mountains in the distance.
“This is a realm called Skyrim.” I answered. “It’s where your uncle Thorum lives. There are several different races here, but Skyrim is mostly made up of Nords.”
I was being….ambiguous with information as what Yasaka and I talked about. So far, Kunou more or less things this as a place like one of the Norse’s Nine Realms, outside of Earth but still attached. I hate that we can’t be entirely truthful, but she’s still so young to tell everything.
“It’s cold.” Her eyes perked up. “And I hear howling.”
Holding her hand, I cast a simple warming spell I picked up on my first trip here. She visibly relaxed, but still looked a little…tense. Not something I could fault her for, she’s not used to being away from Kyoto and especially in an unknown place without her mom.
“Don’t worry, little fox.” I squeezed her hand, giving her a tender smile. “Your Daddy’s strong, nothings going to hurt you.” With my free hand, I took out my hat and a certain Rabbit jumped out. “Do you want to hold Sir Wiggles?”
“Yes!” Kunou immediately let go, holding her arms out. My Familiar jumping right into them with a practiced ease.
That should calm her down. Not to mention Sir Wiggles is relatively strong by himself.
It was a brisk walk towards Whiterun, my house only being about a thirty minute walk outside the walls. It didn’t take too long before we started seeing the farmland and the city walls coming into view.
It’s been a few weeks since I’ve been back, but it feels much longer.
And the people here are a hardy bunch, they bounced back relatively quickly. The ashen land was already plowed and cleaned, looking ready to start farming again. However, I doubt they were keen on planting again with the Dragons still threatening them. Foodstuffs are probably needing to be rationed and preserved as much as possible for when everything is finally over.
I should check up on that since I can easily access large quantities of grains and such and bring them over.
The Guards seemed to stiffen as we approached. There weren’t many people coming at going at the moment, but it felt different than them just trying to appear professional.
“Red Dragon Emperor!?” One of them called out.
[Yesssssssssss!] Ddraig practically shouted in my soul. [I forgot about this, I love it here!]
I did too.
“Oh wow, those are some familiar faces.” I noticed a trio of scars on the chin of one of them, and vaguely recalled a Guard that fought that first dragon along Thorum. “How you guys been?” I assumed the other was a veteran of that particular conflict.
They both laughed, dropping their guard adopting a more easy going expression. “Tis a bright day when one of our heroes returns.” The one with the scars slapped his breast plate in greeting.
“You’re going to make me blush.” I shared a chuckle. “Is Thorum and the Companions around?”
“Aye, they be at the Jorrvaskr.” He replied, glancing down at Kunou. “And who is this little miss?”
Kunou, cutely, sorta hid behind me at their gazes. “This is my beautiful daughter – Kunou.” I rubbed her head. She was currently hiding her Fox Features, appearing nothing more than a human girl albeit in strange clothing by their standards. “Kunou, sweetie, say hi to the nice guards.” I ushered her.
I didn’t want to force her or anything the like, but it’s clear she’s shy around people she doesn’t know. I guess my girls being exceptions since they were introduced as extensions of her family.
“….hello.” She said quietly.
The two guards just laughed, not pressing the issue. “Well met, young one.” The one with the scars smiled warmly. “Reminds me of my niece, shy little thing she is.”
“Just wait until she starts running around causing trouble.” I smiled. “We’ve had to deal with burning buildings once already.”
“Daddy!” Kunou puffed up with a little squeak, a hint of embarrassment on her face.
“…..just like my niece.”
I shared a look with the guard, putting a hand on his shoulder. “Wouldn’t trade them for the world.”
“Aye, it just adds to their charm.” He chuckled again. “I will pass word around, if any of mine see her, we shall make sure no one does anything untold.”
“I appreciate it.” I nodded in thanks, before taking out a handful of septims. “Drinks on me tonight.”
“I’ll accept with thanks!” He didn’t act reserved in the slightest.
Perks of being well liked, people look after you and yours.
“Anything interesting happen in my absence?” I asked.
“If you’re talking about dragons, nay. Whiterun hasn’t suffered any losses since you have left. However, I’ve heard more stories of the Dragonborn slaying the foul beasts. I’m sure he can provide you with the full tales.” The Guard explained.
“Alright, I’ll head over there. Thanks for your help.” I said my goodbyes, earning a nod from them as Kunou followed me through the gate.
Kunou absentmindedly strokes Sir Wiggle’s fur as she took in the sights once more. The scenery perhaps foreign, but also reminiscent of certain things around Kyoto. While Kyoto happily took in modern conventions, it still paid a healthy homage to the olden ways. Blacksmiths hammering away was not a sight uncommon, the hawking of goods and the like, also something she would be familiar with.
Even some strange creatures walking by wouldn’t make her freak out beyond an interest in the unknown. Her eyes did sparkle a little when an Khajiit walked by, as if she was holding herself back from running up to him.
I was a little surprised considering that the people here were pretty racists towards the feline race. I suppose it’s a matter of preservation when dragons are breathing down their necks. Every healthy body to hold a weapon is welcomed in emergencies.
“Is that the one, daddy?” Kunou pointed towards the Jorrvaskr. “The boat building you said.”
“That’s right.” I snickered, remembering how I described it. “Come on, let’s go see Daddy’s friend.” Walking up the small step, I pushed open the sturdy wooden doors.
There was a brief silence as the handful of people inside stopped what they were doing to start the us two newcomers.
“Wilhelm!” A shout erupted, and a chair grinding against the floor as it was pushed away. There was only a second to blink before a bulky pair of arms wrapped around me.
“Thorum, it’s good to see you again.” I of course hugged him back.
“My friend, it’s been far too long!” He finally let go, hands clasping on my shoulders, giving me an up and down look. “Every time you come back, there’s something different. I can’t quite put my finger on it, but you my friend are giving me another strange feeling.”
“Yeah, had a lot happen since we last met.” I couldn’t help but have my lips twitch upwards as he adopted that same big goofy smile. “But most importantly.” I gestured towards Kunou who was still a little sheepish. “I want you to meet my daughter.”
“Y-your daughter?’ His eyes practically bugged out of his head as he looked at my little fox.
I told him before, but I guess seeing and hearing are two different things. Especially since she’s almost eleven years old.
“Hi, I’m Kunou.” She sorta still hid behind me, but was a little more open I guess. I called him Uncle Thorum, I think that made her less defensive.
Thorum snapped back immediately and dropped to his knee. “Hello, little one. I’m Thorum.” He held out his hand in greeting.
Kunou hesitantly grabbed it to shake.
“You’re daddy’s friend?” She asked quietly.
“He’s like a brother to me.” I added for her.
Thorum’s eyes softened considerably. “Yes. It’s exactly as he says.” That goofy smile of his shined right down on my daughter. “Your father is like a brother to me.”
And hearing him say that made me feel extremely warm. I guess I must have missed him more than I realized, he was my first true friend afterall.
“Come, come.” Thorum stood back up, gesturing towards the table. “I would be a pour host if I did not offer seats and refreshments.”
“No alcohol for Kunou.” I deadpanned, making the nord crack a laugh.
“My friend, do you think we offer things to children this young?”
“Yes.” I replied without missing a beat.
“Aye, my da gave me my first ale after I successfully hunted my first game when I was around the lass’s age.” Thorum happily admitted. “How about a sweet roll for her then?”
“A sweet roll!?” Kunou perked up, sitting in a seat next to me. “Daddy can I?”
“Of course. Be sure to thank him.”
“Thank you, uncle Thorum!” Kunou clapped.
“Aye, think nothing of it lass. If you call me Uncle, I believe it my duty to spoil.” Thorum walked back behind the counter, grabbing a couple bottles of Ale and a Sweet roll on a plate before walking back and setting them down infront of us.
Kunou seemed to ignore the other people at the table in favor to taking a big bite out of the obscenely large pastry.
Oh well, that’ll keep her occupied for now. Sir Wiggles sitting ever vigilant ontop of her head.
“Serana, Farkas, Aela.” I greeted each other of the people I was sharing a table with.
“Wilhelm.” Farkas raised his own bottle of Ale. “It’s good to see you again. With company too.” He smiled down towards Kunou.
“Aye, Milk Drinker, it’s good to have you come visit.” Aela didn’t hold back as well. “With a little lass to call your own. If you don’t mind me askin….”
“Not by blood.” I quickly clarified, otherwise that’d be weird. “But by everything else that matters.” I put one arm around the little fox for a small hug. “She’s the one who adopted me, then I met her mother and well…..things just went from there.”
“Is she……like you?” Serana questioned. “And It’s nice to see you again. I thank you for your advice you gave me last time.”
“Advice?” I tilt my head until realization dawned on me as I slowly turned towards my friend. “Oh Thorum~”
The Dragonborn turned an impressive shade of red.
“Hah, you owe me twenty septims!” Aela punched Farkas on the shoulder. “He’s blushing like a wee maiden.”
“Dang it Thorum.” Farkas grumbled slamming the money on the table. “I thought you’d get over this weeks ago. The mighty dragonborn, blushing cause he got a lady.”
Thorum covered his face with an embarrassed chuckle. “Aye, it is as you think, my friend. I was speaking to Serana one evening – “
“He was dancing around the subject, so I pulled him into a kiss.” Serana finished.
Aela snorted in laughed, Farkas was taking a drink of ale and almost spat it out as he followed suit.
“Tis a comedy still spoken in these halls. We all turn around to see the vampire sucking something out of the dragonborn, just not his blood.” Aela lightly pushed on Thorum’s shoulder. “Our exalted hero here couldn’t even breath afterwards.”
Serana just looked a bit smug at the words.
“How bold, I approve!” I shot Thorum a thumbs up.
Seeing Thorum duck his head again just made it all the better.
“But to answer your other question…” I thought about how I should answer and what I should reveal. I’m not as……reserved as I was before. I felt more confidant in being open. I didn’t want to just shout everything right now, and I would tell Thorum my circumstances in private, however, I didn’t mind revealing this much and I wasn’t ashamed of it. “She’s not like me.” I emphasized. “But she’s different.”
I looked around the room and there were only familiar faces, some taken a little interest in our conversation and keep an ear up, but otherwise, none I would hide from.
“Kunou, why don’t you show your Uncle how much you take after your mom?”
“I can?” Kunou’s eyes lit up. I think she hates hiding under an illusion.
“Aye, no one here will raise any fuss at anything.” Thorum could read inbetween the lines and spoke up.
The illusion tore away from my little fox, revealing her cut earl and her fluffy tails that waived behind her.
“Adorable.” Farkas was the first to speak up. The big bad burly Nord, barely wearing a shirt with a large war hammer at the side, was gushing over how cute Kunou was.
“You big fool.” Aela snorted. “But she is cute.”
“Oh…” Serana commented, staring intently. “I’ve never seen something like that before.”
“As you can probably guess, her people aren’t from around here.” I replied.
“Aye, and no words will leave this room.” Thorum gestured towards a guy in the corner who moved to hatch the door shut. “A private reunion between friends and family.”
“She’s a Youkai.” I said simply. “Specifically known as a Nine-Tailed Fox. Her mother is much the same.”
I knew the terms didn’t mean anything to them, but at this point, they were friends and I felt fine speaking about this much.
Funnily enough, once Kunou got used to people, she preened under the attention. She liked that everyone was looking at her as she happily nibbled on that massive sweet roll…..of which some was on her face.
I took out a napkin to wipe at the corners of her lips.
“Daddy!” She huffed. “I’m not a baby.”
“Uh huh, then why are you wearing more of it than you ate?” I quirked an eyebrow as she fidgeted rather cutely. “If you’re not going to keep yourself clean, then maybe I should eat it instead~”
She looked at me then took a big bite, her cheeks bulging with the sweet.
“You little fox.” It tweaked her nose, before putting a few more napkins infront of her. “Don’t make a mess.”
“Mmmffmfmm.” She nodded.
“It’s an odd sight, yet I can’t seem to find fault.” Thorum reached for a nearby drink he had been sporting. “It reminds me of my Da.”
“I wouldn’t have taken him as the sort before this, but it looks natural.” Aela seemed to agree.
“Is it really that strange to see me being a parent?” I asked.
“Aye.”
“Yes.”
“Well…..”
“I’m hurt.” I said dryly. “But on a serious note, what’s been going on with you lot? I’ve been away for a decent while, anything of note? The Guards at the gate said that Whiterun’s been relatively peaceful.”
“There haven’t been any major Dragon attacks on the city.” Thorum began to explain, as the others sat back, listening. “That’s not to say everywhere has been peaceful. There had been a few occasions where the Jarl asked for me to go to our neighbors because they had a dragon or two causing them problems.”
“Dealt with them, I premuse?”
“Aye, for the most part.” Thorum nodded with a smile. “However, there was one that managed to match me and leave before a victory was decided.”
“You fought dragons!?” Kunou looked up in shock, probably only hearing that part of the conversation.
“That I did, little lass.” Thorum chuckled. “In our lands, I’m what’s known as a Dragonborn, I have a soul of a dragon that lets me take in the souls of dragons I defeat.”
“Daddy, are you a dragonborn too?” She tugged on my sleeve.
“Your daddy isn’t a dragonborn.” I playfully pinched her cheeks. “Thorum’s just a special case.”
“As Thorum said we accompanied him on a few outings, mostly dealing with some rising bandit issues while he focused on hunting the dragons.” Aela added in, a mild look of self annoyance. I suppose she’s not all too pleased she couldn’t contribute to that kind of fight.
“How many dragons you eat so far?” I questioned my friend.
“It should be almost two dozen now.”
I let out a whistle, giving him a once over. “Flare your Aura for me?” I asked.
Thorum didn’t question it, that strange variation of aura that looked more like a draconic armor enveloped him. I could feelhis increased strength from the last time we met. “How do I match up now, my friend?” Thorum looked very proud.
“You want my honest response?”
“Aye, I’ll take no offense.”
“You’re still far below me. You’re not the only one who got stronger.” I put a protective hand over Kunou as I let my presence seep out, my Divinity intertwined with my Magical Energy filled the room.
Thorum’s eyes widened, probably feeling it more intensely than the others due to his nature of having a divine origin himself.
“My friend!” To his credit, he truly didn’t get upset, moreso excited. “We will have to spar! I can’t wait to see what you’re capable of now.”
“I’d love to.” I reeled it all back in.
“No wonder you defeated my father.” Serana said quietly, she was holding her arms and shivered slightly.
“Mighty impressive.” Farkas nodded.
“Could make a woman jealous.” Aela grumbled, an obvious insinuation there.
Maybe I should talk to Thorum, see if he’s capable of unlocking another’s Aura? It’s a very intimate experience, which is why I had no problem doing it on Thorum. But I don’t really feel comfortable doing it on them. But they’re his shieldbrothers and sisters, a brotherhood formed through combat. He has that kind of bond with them, so he probably wouldn’t mind.
I just didn’t want to volunteer him.
“So no major dragon attacks. How’s the overall situation?” I decided to veer in this direction.
“It’s…..manageable.” Thorum admitted. “I have spoken with the Jarl a few time and he has kept me abreast with the City.”
Aela let out a snort, putting her drink down a little hard. “I respect the Jarl as a warrior and leader, but the only reason he keeps you updatedis to keep you feeling sympathetic and close to him.”
“Haaah.” Thorum let out a long breath. “I know, Aela. But even still, Whiterun is my home, a man has to protect his home.”
“What’s the worse of it?”
“Food.” Farkas crossed his arms. “It’s not that we don’t have enough right now, but a lot of farms had been hit. It’s almost time for the next harvest and we’re going to be looking at one of the worst in years, and there are going to be a lot of hungry mouths.”
“Y-you can have this back.” Kunou interrupted, pushing the remaining portion of her snack – over half of it – on the plate and towards them.
There was a moment of pause were everyone looked at her and realized what she was trying to say.
“Oh sweetie.” I pulled her in for a hug.
“You have a good daughter.” Farkas was oddly gentle in his expression.
“I can’t take the credit. Yasaka – her mother – is amazing at what she does.” Kunou is just the sweetest girl alive. “Don’t worry, my little fox, daddy’s going to help out.” I reassured her, pulling it back into her reach.
“Really?”
“Really, really.” I booped her nose.
Looking back up at the others, I switched back to what I was going on about. “So, food issue? I can help with that. My home isn’t under such duress and I’m sure I can manage to bring a significant amount of good here to alleviate some pressure.”
“My friend, you don’t know how much that would help.” Thorum showed that big goofy smile again.
“We can work out the details later, let me just get a mental list going. What else do you all need? Potions, crafting materials, weapons?”
“All of the above.” Aela didn’t hold back. “Bandits are hitting supply routes, dragons razing farms, and the College is overworked trying to compensate. I never though I’d say this, but you lot up there…..Talos bless you.”
“Fair warning, if I bring in large supplies of weapons, they may be different than what you all are used to.” I clarified.
“Arrows are the most important.” Farkas interjected. “A good arrow isn’t much different anywhere else.”
“Fair.” I nodded. “Spears?”
“Wouldn’t hurt. The….common folk have had to take up arms an embarrassing amount of time to ward off not just the rampaging beasts that’re getting spooked cause of the flying bastards. Aela said it, too many bandits right now thinkin it’s the perfect time to make some coin.” The Companion grumbled, downing his ale. “We’d be on a job right now, but we just got back after completing seven in a row. We had to rest a couple days otherwise we’d fall over.”
“Would manpower help?” I asked.
“Depends on the kind.” He shrugged.
“I got a few….friends who can swing around in Thorum’s weight class at a minimum.” I took a sip of my ale, moderating myself since I was watching over Kunou. Speaking of, she seemed to quickly revert back to her happy pastry eating self.
“Aye, that’d help something fierce.” Farkas looked surprised, but quickly regained his composure. “I haven’t heard of any skilled warriors of mages like that, they come from…..your home?” He emphasized a bit.
“They do, but they aren’t much different than everyone here.” I nodded.
“Your friends will be my friends.” Thorum didn’t seem to care in the slightest. That’s just the kind of guy he was. “Can they….handle a dragon if one appears?”
“Oh Thorum, they’d fight each other to see who gets to kill it.”
“Hah!” Aela bellowed out a laugh. “This is the best news I’ve heard in awhile. Might let me catch up on some fu—” She caught herself, glancing at Kunou. “Some sleep.”
Achilles, Kairi – probably Mordred, and Sasaki all expressed an interest in coming. Scáthach might want to wander around a bit and kill some dragons if they appear. That should be a significant force, and Achilles might even convince Atalanta to come.
My Girls protecting Kyoto with Yasaka, and the others wandering around Skyrim. That should be able to handle everything for awhile if it all pans out.
“There might be a chance for this dragon menace to disappear then.” Serana commented.
“I’ll drink to that.” Aela reached for another bottle.
“Well, you guys are getting along well.” I grinned. “Thought it’d be like fire and ice.”
They all exchanged silent looks before Thorum spoke up. “I promised before I did not speak a word.”
“We believe you, Thorum. No one in the Companions think you a liar.” Farkas reassured before turning back to me.
“I already pretty much knew and Serana kinda confirmed it previously.” I shrugged. “But if you’re worried – “ I gestured to both myself and Kunou. “Be a bit hypocritical of me to say anything at this point.”
“Aye, that’s a fair point.” Farkas admitted before letting out a sigh. “It’s not a big secret any longer. The Companions all know. Thorum convinced us to atleast tell our brothers and sisters the truth. Aela and I are werewolves.”
“You’re a werewolf?” Kunou perked up again.
“That’s right.” Aela smiled. “We turn –“
“That means you can turn fluffy!?”
“……” Aela opened her mouth but no words came out.
“That’s exactly what it means.” Farkas replied, not missing a beat. The female companion swat at his shoulder with a huff.
“I can turn fluffy too!” Kunou said proudly.
They looked at her then looked at me.
“She can turn into a fox.” I corrected. “Yasaka can do the same, and step on this building. However, Kunou’s about the same size as the rabbit on her head.”
“I’m gonna get bigger.” She pouted, digging back into her treat.
“Fluffyness aside –” Serana began to speak.
“I’ll show you fluffy.” Aela huffed again.
“—I have a….personal matter I, we, wish to discuss with you, Wilhelm.” She finished.
“Aye, my Friend.” Thorum scratched his head. “I feel bad asking about this when you’re already going to be so helpful.”
“Nope, none of that.” I cut him right off. “You ask me for help and you don’t hold back. Do you think I called you a brother for the sake of it?” I narrowed my eyes at the Dragonborn. He was dangerously close to getting a smack upside the head.
Serana smiled warmly at our little antics. “It’s about my mother.” She began to explain. “I think I found out where she is, and Thorum’s been helping me……seek her out.”
“It’s not something I’m good with.” Thorum said with a bit of melancholy in his tone. “It’s more a magical dilemma I think. And I couldn’t ask the College, they’re already working hard for the good of Skyrim.”
“Idiot.” I snorted. “You could have come knocking.” I couldn’t help but cross my arms and glare at him. “I bet you weren’t even going to say anything if I didn’t show up?”
He ducked his head sheepishly.
“Serana, next time he does something like this, I give you permission to smack him.” I looked towards the vampire.
“Will do.” She grinned, fangs showing. “We do appreciate it – I am thankful, as well. My mother….I thought she was gone.”
And that hit right in the feels. Gods know what I would do if it was my mom missing.
“Alright, so tell me what’s happening.” I beckoned her to continue.
“My mother disappear to hide from my….father.” Serana clarified. “Jinn was nice enough to give me a few journals so I could start searching. I found a couple leads and I believe I know where she is.”
“Oh?”
“Have you ever heard of the Soul Cairn?”
“I can’t say that I have” Sounds interesting though.
“The Soul Cairn is a…..Plane of Oblivion, inhabited purely by remnant souls and undead monsters.” She stated. “From what the notes I’ve gathered, it’s a place ruled over by some entities know as the ‘ideal masters’.”
“Are they like Daedric Lords?” This was sounding more dangerous as she went on.
“No but…..it seems like all Black Soul stones are depositedinto that realm when used.”
“Oh.” I rubbed my chin. Black Soul stones are the ones that can take in sapient souls like humans. “I see how that’s particularly disgusting.” Still sounds like a Daedric Lord.
“There’s also some rumors I’ve discovered after digging up information. Some sources speak that all souls that pass through soul stones end up in the hands of the Ideal Masters.”
Now that made me annoyed.
I used Soul Stones. The souls were supposed to reenter the normal flow of the world, not go to some entity outside of Nirn.
“And mentions on what the souls are used for?” Which was the most concerning part.
“None, I’m afraid.” She shook her head, the others still listening intently.
“Not to sound callous, but why havn’t’ you done yet?” There must have been an important reason beyond how busy they were.
“Only undead and souls can pass through into the Soul Cairn.” She made sure to reiterate.
“Oooh.” I understood now. “Thorum couldn’t go with you normally.” I eyed him up and down.
“Yes, and that’s not even taking into account he difficulty in going there itself. I believe my mother has a ritual site at the Castle somewhere hidden, I think I may be able to use the remnants of that and I think I know the materials needed. It’s going to take –“
“I can take you both there.” I interrupted.
“Pardon?”
“I can take you there easily if you have the coordinates or a pathway that’s able to open there.” I clarified.
Serana opened her mouth, closing it again, seemingly confused. “Could you….elaborate?”
“Did Thorum not tell you how Meridia and I first met?” I couldn’t help but smile.
“I told the broad matters.” He confessed.
“So, I cleared one of her temples, and she ‘appears’ to greet me. Except, it’s just a floating ball of light. My Curiosity got the better of me, so I followed the….link it had with her, and tore a hole open to the Colored Rooms.”
Serana stared at me before slowly bring up her palm to meet her face. “You really are Thorum’s friend.”
“I’ll take that as a compliment.”
“Me as well.” Thorum smiled.
“It wasn’t” She clarified. “However, it does remove one significant hurdle atleast. The second matter is making sure Thorum and you can even go there.”
“That shouldn’t be an issue.” I waived this one off too. “Did you forget what his Aura is?”
She blinked at that, looking at him again. “And that will protect him?”
“The Light of his soul surrounding him forming a protective barrier.” I pointed out, flicking a compression of air at the Dragonborn, letting his Aura flare up. “It should based on the admittedly limited amount of knowledge I have. I’ll obviously need to test it before we just jump right in, but I’m fairly positive.”
“Oh….” She blinked once more. “That means, we can go at any time!?”
“This is wonderful!” Thorum exclaimed.
“Well, settle down.” I hated to rain on their parade. “Yeah, we can do it at anything. But to be more specific, I can’t do it for a little while. I have some things I need to take care of, I was just visiting for the day with Kunou.”
“Oh.” Serana slumped down slightly. “It’s alright, I simply got ahead of myself. Yes, I can wait longer, It’s already been centuries, more wouldn’t cause a problem.”
“Sheesh, make me feel bad.” I ran a hand through my hair. “It shouldn’t be that long, give me like a week and I can make time.” As important as I knew this was for them, it wasn’t a pressing matter on the surface. I had some responsibilities and plans first.
“Even still, this is something we should celebrate for!” Thorum exclaimed.
Farkas shrugged. “I’m up for a party.”
“I wouldn’t mind unwinding a bit.” Aela agreed. “Lets see who’s around.”
“Aye.” Thorum smiled, looking at Serana who mimicked the same expression. They caught each other’s gazes holding it for a moment before he looked at Kunou who was quietly enjoying herself. “How about I regal the lass with stories on how we met and fought a dragon together!”
“Oooh!” Kunou perked up again, eyes sparkling. “Daddy you fought a dragon too?”
“He sure did.” Thorum walked over, slapping my shoulder, a noticeable amount of pride on his face. “If it weren’t for him, well, I don’t think I’d be here right now. Your father is a hero there isn’t a person in Whiterun who would say otherwise!”
Kunou’s eyes sparkled as she looked at me with so much excitement.
Dammit Thorum, why do you have to be such a good friend?
“Fine, fine.” I think I successful held off the blush that threatened to show at his praises. “Keep it civil, Kunou’s not even eleven.” I made sure to voice.
“No worries, I spend many a night telling stories for the children when they come running up!” Thorum took a new seat, next to the eagerly anticipating fox. “Now, our tale starts when your father and I were brothers in bind.”
Everyone else started moving with a purpose, shouting and calling for others while drinks were handed out.
And Kunou, well, she was smiling so brightly, I just sat back and enjoyed the moment.
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Oh boy, ended the chapter at 6666 words, which is about 3 chapters in length. I originally was going to do Wilhelm and Kunou meeting Thorum for a brief moment and the girls having a POV with their 'meeting' , then finish with a Venelana POV, but clearly that didn't go as planned. I sometimes do this where I make notes and don't realize how long certain things will take to write. So, I just decided to flesh out the meeting with Thorum and I wanted to get through it all at once without feeling rushed. I plan on doing something like the RWBY chapters in a bit and deal with the soul Cairn. I'm going to try and do the girls and Venelana all combined into one interlude, so we'll see how that goes.
Comments
John Kilborn
Oh boy another MILF in proximity to Wilhelm, Serana does not know the risk she is taking.
Pierre laplant
Woo
