Arch Mage Arcinus travels to Ponyville
I am old and well tired of Skyrim.
There is no more to do or see. I have all the wealth I could ever desire and have done things no mortal has done before. My towers of gold, elaborate halls, vast libraries, and armies of servants can no longer keep my mind occupied. Even my misadventures with the Daedra leave me hallow. Even my limitless power inside my realm of oblivion, leaves much to be desired. For it is always exactly how I want it, it only is has I wish it. There is no uncertainty, and despite it being quite small when compared to any other realm it feels vast and empty.
I rise from my self made prison with perhaps for the first time in a long time hope. For while I have long since done all there is to be done in Skyrim I need not limit myself to it. There are other dimensions and they offer a truly comprehensive selection of possibilities. I have long held the keys but never before wished to travel before, needing or wanting for Nothing.
I assemble what I will need for this monumental undertaking, all of my black books, my elder scrolls, hundreds of black soul gems, the black star, and begin to craft runes of power on the floor. Using all of my mana potions and even some of my own magic to fuel such a spell. Hours turned into years, but I failed to notice the time passing. I worked with a mad vigor of my younger days, crafting a true masterpiece of spellcraft. My towers soon gave way to a expansive court yard filled with magic and teeming with souls. My finish touches allowing for more precise targeting. The only thing I made sure would be there was magic and my ability to use it. I left the rest up to fate.
I quickly looked over what I would be taking with me. My 7 ring of power, check, Dawnbreaker, check, My Staff of Ultimate Magic, check, boots of increased strength, check, My robes of Expert Destruction, check, and last but not least my Necklaces of Immortality, check. With these things on my person I was ready to go anywhere. And so I did. I abandoned all reason, and set about for perhaps the last time leaving all I had done behind.
At first the magic flowed slowly and I was able to direct it with a great deal of control. But it welled up like a storm building momentum and soon even I was having problems directing it. Soon I could hear the sounds of hundreds of souls be channeled by the black star into spell. A massive gurgling, popping, and unstable portal roared into existence. The light it produced was a sickly green, with massive arcs of blue light. The heat alone that radiated from it alone was a testament to its power. I pressed on using the Elder Scrolls to direct the Magic that was palpable in the air. The portal expanded great arcs of blue bolt of pure magic striking the runes and portal. The color changed all at once to a Dark blue that then turn to black near black has you approached the center. I was at this point struggling to keep hold of spell. The speed at witch it was progressing was dizzying, far beyond what most mages could even comprehend. Then the roaring portal settled, leaving only the calming hum of pure magic. The runes themselves now glowing has bright has any spell I ever seen, giving off pure white light. This was the sign that not only has the spell worked, but the portal's runes were undamaged and could be used again.
Author's Note
If you read all of this so far how bad is it?
Arch Mage Arcinus travels to Ponyville
Chapter %1% Arrival, into the unknown
Chapter 1, Arrival, into the Unknown
I awoke gazing into the unknown land I found myself in. Has I stood my head and entire body ached, and by the pounding feeling in my head I had well and truly overdone it. Taking in my surroundings I noticed an extreme level of vegetation, the trees developed a thick canopy, who emerald leaves blocked all sun light. The cool, damp, and muddy forest floor was covered. Ferns, leaves, and fallen trees lettered across the place yet further blocked my view. I cast candlelight despite my beleaguered state, I began to walk South pushing far away from my entry point. Everything here was perfect. Nothing was to be expected and it far different from the frozen land I had called home for so long.
After walking for quite awhile I came across a small wooden wolf. I remarked the best with a high degree of interest, not reading it do to its lowly and pitiful nature. It has sharpe and rather jagged wooden teeth, that oozed amber sap. It wooden form seeming to form muscles and even oddly enough fur. This rather perplexing observation was overshadowed by the fact that I was soon to be encircled by the wolf's pack mates. The circled me, until they sprung into action. I channeled with great haste the majority of my remaining magic reserves to ignite the beasties. Much to my surprise these woof wolves began to burn at an extreme rate.
I had in fact even begun to revel in my victory, until I noticed the wolves reforming into a signal monster. I had collective began to realize the mess I was in, with little magic and no idea where I was. I was loving everything about it. I poured my self into this battle unleashing all three words of unrelenting force. "Fus Ro Da!" the sound blowing the chunks of the wolf clean off. I then hit him with an assortment of powerful frost based destruction spells. After the battle I was drained and looked for a place to rest. Finding only an abandoned ruins nearby I made haste for it. Passing unhindered by the many dwelling magical traps. For them long since being dispelled onto their targets.
I soon found my self in a rotting throne room, falling into the long forgotten throne I fell swiftly asleep. the cold castle walls and musty tapestries giving me an assortment of new scents to calm My nerves. For you see my dreams were has always visited by my father, whom I never did like. While for most people not liking your father and avoiding him is possible my father is the God Akatosh. His constant passive aggressive attacks grew when I left Nirn and his devine plan for the first time.
" Yes my hello my dear father, how nice is it to see you again. "
" I see you never tire of your old humor Dragonborn. I return your greetings and ask that you try to be more honest next time Arcinus. " ~Akatosh.
"This is why I have forgon sleep, is it not dad enough that you have slighted me with the soul of a dragon? Must you always invade my dreams of father? "
"No, I fear this is the last we will see of each other until you return to Nurin. Stay strong my son."~Akatosh.
When I awoke I began to explore my new and temporary home. There were masterfully made art works adorning the walls and windows. The depicted two horses, one of the moon and another of the sun. I was amazed by the world and began to wonder who would decorate an entire family castle to horses. Perhaps the locals were horsemen, or horses themselves. This question was one well worth discovering! I gathered my few thing and crossed the bridge. Exploring further the plants and wild life of the forest. I spotted what look like a chicken and a number of quite pretty blue flowers. The blue flowers I have named blue bells, after there resemblance to deathbells. I also look on a strange species of black vines, whom grew blue thorns. I decided to be careful of the plant life thinking they might be dangerous.
I was pulled out of my inner thoughts by a sudden cry.
" Help, Help, somepony Help! "~unknown
Cast a spell summoning my spectral horse, Arvak. He charged through the forest stomping last dozens of trees til we came to a clearing. Where I saw to large beast attacking what seemed to be a small horse, who had yellow fur and a pink main.
" Fear not.... "b
" Zombie Horse! "
It was at this point she yellow horse fell to the ground rather unconscious. I dispelled Arvak and Charged up two powerful spells. Letting them lose on one of the foul looking beat who look to be made of multiple things stiches together. It was sudden muted and then turned inside out before imploding on its self, in a display of magical mastery that would put all others to shame. After seeing it friend turn into nothing without a sound, it decided attacking was it best option. Thrusting it scorpion stinger at Arcinus, missing narrowly. The monsters claws flew at him with blinding speed, but with little effect. They bounced off his magical armour. He cast a clam spell on the beast and allowed it to run off into the forest.
I walked up the the rather small and unleashed a flurry of spells. Healing a large number of injuries both old and new. Fast a spell to wake the horse he hoped soon t find the answer to his looking questions. Her eyes opened slowly at first, then they shot open and stayed open. A look of pure terror plastered on her faced has she looked abround, relaxing at the lack of crazy flesh eating monster.
"Uhh... Did you save me? And what are you? You don't look like any animal I've seen.~Yellow Horse
"My name is Arcinus Waywind, Arch Mage of the Collage of Winterhold, and Dragonborn. Might I be so bold has to ask your name my dear?"
"My name is Fluttershy I'm a pony what are you?"
" Me I am a Dark Elf, also known has Dunmer. We are a proud and old race of elves. I also happen to be the dragonborn, who has the immortal soul of a dragon. And thanks to this necklaces an immortal body has well. "
"I've heard of a Dark Elf before but get along with all the animals. Well except for those two back there. By the way thank you."
The conversation largely ran along the lines of telling me to about friend and recent events. Such has a royal wedding between Prices Cadence and the captain of the Royal Guard. This had apparent was were she had been introduced to Shining Armour. This was far more interesting than her friends for it told more about this strange and fantastical world I was in. The conversation ran quite long and informed me with ever lessening detail about the near by town of Ponyville, let alone the wider society. I now knew far too well of the Cakes bakery, or of the weather team, and she nearly forgot to mention the existence of a small library. We arrived near midday at her humble home. The straw roof and cobble walls reminding me of the homes in Riverwood.
" So why did you decide to visit Ponyville, instead of one of the bigger cities? I hear Mainhatten has splendid weather around about now. "~Fluttershy
"Well I didn't choose here, but rather I was ejected from my portal at near random. My on criteria being my continued ability to use magic. Has for my reasons, you see I am old and got board of Skyrim. So I decided a change of scenery was in good taste."
It was at this moment I felt a rather troublesome rodent pulling at my robes. The beast decorating their fine Elven quality. So using a quite weak levitation spell I suspended him midair. A act my current champion seemed oblivious to. Being freed from the pest I began to look around proper. There was a plethora of animals all looking rather friendly, despite some of their lethal nature. I decided it would be wise to cast dragonflesh to hinder any attacks.
Following Fluttershy I got a rather good look at her cramped living space. This was in spite of not being able to quite make through the 4 foot tall door. The most by far shocking thing was the massive bear, somehow sitting chair upright despite the incredibly low ceiling.
