FVN Chapter 46: Chapter XIX: Preparations
Chapter 46: Chapter XIX: Preparations
Chapter 46: Chapter XIX: Preparations
(Reyvin's pov)
Everything after I was almost mind raped by the old fart living in the mushroom nearby turned into a bit of a blur. I spent most of my time thinking of a plan to end the fucker, but after I went through every possibility I realized that sometimes simple is best.
I asked around town for a bit, disguising my investigation as idle questions, and learned that there were about twelve Dunmer serving Dyrren at his tower, a rather small amount for a Master, but he is in Skyrim and more would be considered threatening.
Sergius helped me with modifying the enchantment of the staff so that it would still give me the signals it was intended to do, just without the mind rape part. I thanked the old Imperial and he warned me to be careful, even giving me a speech about how my life is more valuable than revenge.
Since Mephala deigned to look at my vengeance with interest, I decided to go for her preferred method of poisoning the bastard and killing him that way. No reason to displease the Eldrich entity that could fuck with me for eternity.
Naturally, he would have some protection against poison, so I would have to work around it in some way. What I finally chose was the most potent Magicka burn poison I could find, which should bypass his defenses and weaken him enough for me to stand a chance in actually killing him without getting maimed myself.
When I asked Morrigan if she could concoct something along those lines, she said that she barely knew how to brew middling poisons at best at the moment. Continuing my search, I discovered that no one in the college really made poisons to any great extent, frustrating me to no end.
As I was walking around the gardens to cool off a sudden thought struck me, the merchant scroll!
I quickly left for a summoning chamber in the Hall of Refinement, and after checking around the place for any possible issues, used the scroll.
Suddenly a tall grey-skinned horned Dremora appeared in front of me "Hello stranger!" he says in a gravelly voice before looking me over in some surprise "Oh, you aren't the previous customer, guess that she got caught then" and shrugs.
I nod "Yes, she bit on a bit more than she could chew, anyway you are a merchant yes?"
He smiles and spreads his hands, an ornate wooden stall appearing next to him "Indeed I am Xelzaz the purveyor of the finest goods from mundus to oblivion, what might you need oh honored customer?"
Deciding to make sure before I accidentally offer my soul or something equally ridiculous I ask "You take gold?"
I nod "Indeed. I am afraid that I am in great need of help from all of you.'
Everyone gets interested and listens closely.
I use my sight to scan around the place just in case, finding no one I continue "I have been betrayed in a rather disgusting manner, the Telvanni Master Dyrren sent me a staff disguised as a gift... said staff was meant to take control of my free will."
The guardsmen grow furious and are about to start shouting in outrage, but I quickly signal them to remain quiet so we don't get caught before even planning anything.
"Naturally I am going to kill him, but his servants might get in the way." Before I can be interrupted I continue "No, I don't want them dead, I just need someone to hold them back while I deal with the tower's Master."
Garm, the guard that stuffed the sock in the Thalmor's mouth speaks up "Why not just have him arrested? He could face justice and you wouldn't need to risk yourself like this"
I shake my head "He would just teleport out of the city if that were to happen, and besides it is proper Dunmer custom to gut whoever tries to enslave you. Even his own great house won't frown on me killing him, they would just laugh at him for dying to a youngling"
Garm mutters "Dunmer are fookin weird man" and everyone chuckles.
I turn serious "So, you boys in?"
Thorgrim who was silent for most of the time finally speaks up "Aye, Flame-tongue. We will
help you." with everyone giving a cheer in agreement.
"Thank you all, after this is done drinks are on me!" another cheer.
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