Dragonheart: Rise of the Harbinger | By : Lady_Kae Category: +A through F > Elder Scrolls - Skyrim Views: 9483 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Prolog
Tarrowlyn Dragonheart was muttering to herself as she shuffled through the papers of her presentation, all the while using magic to float her coffee back over from the end table in the living room. “ I swear if that stupid, pompous git tells me that my research isn’t sound…” she hissed as she then made a copy of the stack before her for Professor Holmar Traven to read.
The year was 189 of the 12th Era , and Tarrowlyn was a full time student at the college of Winterhold. Her area of expertise with her magic was restoration, though admittedly she was better with her swordwork when she was forced to carry a blade for ceremonial reasons or for when she was forced into the wilderness to find ingredients for her potions and experiments. The wilds of Skyrim were still treacherous even in the modern age. While things had grown more technologically advanced; thanks to the wizard Calcelmo’s research on all things Dwemer, Tarrowlyn often found herself wishing to see what things were like in the past. Especially the fourth era. She wanted to watch the battles between the legonaires and the stormcloaks first hand, see the murder of High King Torryg, but most of all she wanted to see if Ulfric's boys had actually sacked Helgen in only an hour. Despite having lived in Winterhold for the last couple of years, being a student at the college and all, Tarrowlyn's mother lived near the Throat of the World in a lakeside manor that had been in the Dragonheart family for generations upon generations. She had gone on her fair share of skittish explorations of the long said haunted ruins in her younger years.
If everything went right with her recent experiments, she would be able to take a glance into the past to see what it was like. Tarrowlyn looked at the mirror made of pure quicksilver as it lay on the end table and her eyes glittered with the promise of knowledge that none yet had to that very day.
Who truly won that civil war? There were so many conflicting texts, so much that needed to be cleared.
Tarrowlyn had to know.
Tarrowlyn blanched a bit. She had a spell, but it wouldn't work on such a large scale to protect the college and those who dwell in it. She hadn't gotten far enough in her research for that yet. It looked like it was on to plan two then. " I've been reading about an Oculary in the dwemer ruins of Mzulft. If I can focus enough starlight to convert it to magicka I believe that will more than sufficiently run the apparatus I have designed, which will in turn filter all that magicka into a mirror. As for containment, the only downside is that the only area affected is the immediate area around the mirror. The magic would allow me to use the mirror to peer into the past of any given location though. Think of all the things we can actually learn if they happened or not!" Tarrowlyn replied, hoping that confidence was evident in her voice. " I'll only need a couple assisstants to help me, possibly an escort to help protect everything. The entire thing shouldn't take more than a few months with the right help."
Holmar Traven sighed as he rubbed his temples. " I'm sorry Tarrowlyn, but this seems a mite too dangerous. I'm going to have to say no to sending any of the other students with you." He said, affixing the young woman with a gaze that could pierce steel. " You know the rules. If you can't protect everything and everyone, then you're on your own."
Tarrowlyn was doing her best to keep her temper in check. This would be more dangerous if she attempted it alone! Then again, it seemed as if she wasn't being given a choice in the matter. " Very well then. I'll do it off grounds and by myself." She hissed, standing abruptly and making the chair she was seated in scrape against the stone floor. " I'll be in Mzulft."
Energy was crackling as Tarrowlyn adjusted the dials on the Oculary, attempting to stem the funnel of starlight that was being funneled through her conversion device. She was swearing as she rushed over to another podium where the device was glowing a brilliant white, the metal starting to warp and crack from the heat. The mirror, for being right under the now malfunctioning piece of crap, showed no such signs of stress and it was currently absorbing everything that was coming through the device with no trouble at all. How had she been so overly inaccurate with her calculations?! Without warning, there was a bright flash as the device exploded, sending bits of searing hot metal and raw magicka through the entire room. The clatter of metal sounded off as the mirror fell to the floor. Tarrowlyn screamed as pieces of the shrapnel hit her face and the magicka washed over her a second later, blinding her vision in a blanket of white.
Once everything had calmed, there was only a small pile of ash where Tarrowlyn had stood. On the floor beside where she had been, the quicksilver mirror glowed with a brilliant blue light...While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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