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The college of Winterhold: the 4th Era
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    Posted on 21:03:40 - 09/11/22 (2 months ago)
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    Asri leaned forward onto the balcony
    outside in the main courtyard.
    "pfff god..."

    She'd began humming a tune but she
    couldn't remember the name of it.
    The seas looked so peaceful during
    the day. especially with the snow slowly
    pattering down onto it every few hours.

    "finally... no troubles... just... peacefulness"

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    Posted on 21:30:19 - 09/11/22 (2 months ago)
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    Vanturi, meanwhile, was having none of the peace Asri was having. He had a handful of students in the infirmary with various burns. Most were fine, but he was relegated to doing a majority of the basic healing while the restoration professor worked on removing any scar tissue. He looked down and noticed that one one of his patients was Lysine. She looked, well, angry would be mild.

    "Don't you dare try and use your magic on me! I demand the professor heal me personally." Lysine groaned, covering the place on her shoulder where the firebolt had burned her robes and flesh.

    "Well, you'll be waiting a while then. One of the other apprentices was burned in the face, so the professor is giving him priority treatment. So it's me or nothing." Van said. He waited a moment, and before he turned to go she grabbed his arm.

    "You had best not leave any marks on me. I expect to look as pristine and perfect as I did this morning." Lysine growled.

    "As you say. Well, wouldn't this make for some interesting propaganda. An imperial mage being the only thing between a Thalmor and permanent scarring. Hope there isn't a Mr. Thalmor-"

    "Enough. You don't need your mouth to heal me. Be quiet and focus on your spells, Vanturi." She said, her free hand clenching and unclenching. After fifteen minutes of intense work, Van had more or less restored the skin to its original condition. It was still a bit puffy and red, though. He picked up a book nearby, flipped through the pages, before landing on the appropriate motions for the spell.

    "Lets try this..." He muttered as he began to focus on a different healing spell. Her skin slowly but surely took on a healthy sheen. Van smiled as Lysine inspected her skin and nodded, before standing up.

    "Don't think this puts me in your debt, mage. You did as you were ordered and as you should for a Thalmor ambassador. Continue to improve improve your skills and you may become a worthy opponent." She said, flipping her hand through her hair. Van watched her go, feeling quite irked.

    "Let's see.... how to bring her down a peg...." He thought as he watched her descend the stairs. She had just reached the hall of attainment when a smirk came across Van's face. Invisibility was a nice enough when cast on a person, but when it was targeted at, say.... someone's robes.

    A shriek of rage echoed through the nearby halls, causing a few students to wonder whose spell had gone wrong. If only they knew it was no failed spell, but a successful one.

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    Posted on 12:26:49 - 11/11/22 (2 months ago)
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    (while i love skyrim, its magic is something i've never bothered with- not even so much as a healing spell, unless you count the liberal use of enchantments. I play warriors usually, mostly of the two-handed variety. And, of course, I don't like high elves- they're practically nazis.)
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    Posted on 11:50:42 - 13/11/22 (2 months ago)
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    There is something about the strangers who keeps getting away with what they have been doing. The mercenaries hired for this job couldn't reach them for they disappear really quickly. One mercenary noted that the strangers usually don't run to get away. He stated that he saw them walk away then disappearing instantly. Kinda bothering if these strangers were wizards.


    Still no trouble happening to the point some villagers just gotten used to the watchful eyes in the mountains. The location is still the same, south of Winterhold.
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    Posted on 14:27:33 - 13/11/22 (2 months ago)
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    MrAngelo [2733995]

    (while i love skyrim, its magic is something i've never bothered with- not even so much as a healing spell, unless you count the liberal use of enchantments. I play warriors usually, mostly of the two-handed variety. And, of course, I don't like high elves- they're practically nazis.)
    lol thats true about the elves. and its cool. be a gaurd or something. idk
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    Posted on 15:49:42 - 13/11/22 (2 months ago)
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    Van was spending the evening in one of the taverns in Winterhold when he saw a rough bunch of men come inside. They were covered waist deep in the remnants of snow, the five of them pulling down scarves and clothes around their face and breathing in the warm air. They sat down at a nearby empty table, ordered food and drink, and immediately began complaining.

    “What a waste of time! We could’ve handled that bandit camp in Windhelm for the same pay.” One complained between spoons of stew.

    ”Yeah, I wanted to see the north but I didn’t imagine it would be so damn cold. At least the jarl paid for our room and board, so it’s not a total loss.” Another commented.

    ”Disappearing folk… probably just some rogue mages from the college.” Was the reply. Van listened and sipped at his own ale.

    ”Aside from that dark elf at the shrine of azure all that was up there were frost trolls and ice wraiths. What a load of nonsense.” The last one said, before turning talk to the lovely ladies of Winterhold

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    Posted on 10:39:12 - 22/11/22 (2 months ago)
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    10:00 in the morning in Winterhold College

    The orc apprentice is doing his usual fireball training again. This time he launched the fireball high to the sky. It went up so high when it exploded, it was mistaken as an attack from outside because the barrier blocked it, ironically inside. Few of the professors were on high alert and investigated what happened. As usual, the orc apprentice is disappointed rather than feeling ashamed of what he did. He quietly hides in plain sight in the crowd.
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