Skyrim: A Sorcerer's Tale

Chapter 378: Chapter CI: Spreading The News

Chapter 378: Chapter CI: Spreading The News



(General POV)

"We've got another!" The sudden shout brought Torygg from the depths of this thoughts and worries as a quartet of hale warriors ran past him, carrying the wounded form of whom he swiftly recognized as Balgruuf's own niece to the nearby space the healers sectioned off to tend to the wounded.

His eyes met those of his currently most powerful Jarl as the man also realized what had just happened and barely held himself back from rushing after them "Damnation" The Jarl of Whiterun hissed and stopped himself from following.

"Any news of your brother?" Torygg chose to try and distract him. His own nerves were threatening to make him go mad and he could do with some empty talk as well.

"Nay, my King." Balgruuf shook his head and leaned on the wall behind him "Hrongar is still chasing after whatever pockets of resistance are left. He and a good number of the fools too nervous to wait." His face twisted into a light scowl.

"As if the two of us are any less guilty of shaking in our boots." Torygg lets out a quiet chuckle, his eyes automatically moving towards the closed portal to Sovengarde itself.

Balgruuf joins him in his short bout of self-deprecating laughter and shakes his head "If only the bloody dragons said anything before flying off, at least we might have had some piece of mind." His eyes trail to an almost completely concealed corner of the platform "The Breton woman looked just about ready to try and chase after them."

"All we can do is hope that the gods have chosen their champion well." Torygg too leans upon the wall behind him, standing just opposite his vassal "Well" He adds with a wry look "Their champion and whatever Reyvin is."

Balgruuf just snorts at that.

Before they can speak further however, the few housecarls who had remained with their charges, Bolgeir Bearclaw and Irileth among them, all tensed up as magic began twisting the air between them but relaxed almost immediately as the familiar form of the Argonian archmage appeared.

Balgruuf immediately stood straight "Have you revealed anything, master mage?"

Torygg almost blurted the same but was thankfully spared the embarrassment.

The tiny Argonian just smiled at them and kept looking at the dormant portal, his colleagues swiftly joining him as they too realized something was happening, and as the nearby crowd realized that something was going on they too began gathering hesitantly.

And then, as if by some divine choreography, the moment the last person stood the space around the portal twisted and two very familiar, if somewhat battered in the woman's case, figures appeared with a loud crack of air being displaced.

A complete and utter silence descended upon the summit of Skuldafn, many ceasing to even breathe as they stared on with anticipation. Torygg was equally expectant, even if his eyes were drawn to a particularly familiar looking amulet hanging off the Dragonborn's neck. (Reyvin's POV)

I was almost tempted to fuck with the lot of them but even my need to fuck with people had its limits and I gave the gathered crowd a shallow nod as Minthara rose her hammer and shouted "Victory is ours!"

There was a pause then before the entire crowd erupted into a storm of confused questions, cheers, and sighs of relief, many of them falling on their asses and among those some were now shedding tears.

"Awww" I coo silently "Isn't that nice."

Only to earn an elbow into my hip in the same instant from an equally amused Minthara "Let them have this Reyvin, they did their part."

"You don't see me stopping them." I shrug and give the approaching nobles and archmagi a

wave.

Savos looked particularly relieved to see me as the elf looked like a ton had just been removed from his back, even if Tolfdir himself out of all people looked to be in a similar predicament. "Student!" Shalazar appears in front of me with a merry squeak "Your survival was in no doubt for even a moment but I must know, have you taught that lizard of lesser inclinations of its most deserved place?" He grins up at me expectantly.

"But of course, Master." I grin back "There can after all be only one."

Her healing of Lydia had probably earned more respect from the man than the act of slaying

Alduin.

'Perfectly understandable.' I hum 'Children are indeed everything to most peopl-' I pause and mutter "To most reasonable people anyway."

"You say something?" The demigoddess extraordinaire leans in, her twenty-sixth mug of mead laying empty in front of her as she had just now begun to understand the curse that is

the existence bereft of alcohol.

"Just contemplating everything that happened." I half-lie. It had been a measly four years since I materialized my way into this reality and so much shit had happened... A satisfied smile wormed its way onto my face as I realized I did not regret a single thing.

"Yeah..." She nods and leans back into her seat "It has been quite the wild ride."

I snort "Oh please. We are just getting started."

"That we are" She grins.

The crowd hushes as the familiar form of Marco makes its way into the center of the great chamber. He seems to hesitate for a moment but clears his throat and straightens his back "If I may ask for a moment of everyone's time?" He looks mostly to me and I raise a hand, quieting down everyone who had not done so on their own.

"Thank you." He offers me a light bow and a smile, he straightens back up and begins to speak

"For many years I have merely followed the road set before me by those who came before, bereft of inspiration or motivation to do anything constructive with my life." He chuckles ruefully "That was before a duo of the most amazing people I know shoved their way into my life and dragged me kicking and screaming into the light." He chuckles and some of the crowd follows suit as they were aware of his story.

"Allow me then, to thank you both" He gives us a serious look "Both for your friendship and your guidance, and for the greatest inspiration a bard could ever find in this harsh yet magnificent world."

He pulls out his lute and his magic begins emitting in waves across the whole chamber as a

familiar melody enters my ears. And then he begins to sign "Alduin's wings, they did darken the

sky..."

The wave of nostalgia that hit me as the familiar song reached my ears was of such grandeur that I barely noticed a hand snaking its way around my neck, only being broken out of it as I realized I was already half-dragged outside the chamber by a grinning demigod.

"You didn't really think you could get away?" Minthara grins and it is not one that promises

safety "Did you?"

As I was dragged into my own room and promptly shoved inside, I gave myself a solemn nod 'Today was a good day to die.'

A stone for ya boi's soul, may he rest in pieces.

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