The Wonders of Skyrim

I groaned feeling a pulsing in my head. I was lying on my back, a warm breeze found its way into some chinks in my Nightingale armor. I slowly opened my green slit like eyes to looked around me, I sat up feeling a bit nausea, I checked my armor, nothing wrong in its finely woven silent fabric. I checked my blade, to see a part of it chipped but the fire enchantment that did 25 damage was still on, for which I was glad. My Orcish bow was fine, I checked my quiver to see I still had roughly 75 Orcish arrows, 56 Elven, 64 Steel, 5 Daedric, and unlimited magical arrows. I checked my pack, potions, check, food, check, ingredients, check. I furrowed my brow, causing my blue head feathers to dance and my horns to quiver. Nothing was wrong, what happened?

I finally tore my eyes away from my own body, and looked around me. My eyes took in all the information, until my ears finally decided to work as I heard a few birds chirping. I was in a clearing, I slowly got up as I felt a dull ache in my right leg. I looked over myself, I used a healing spell on myself, feeling much better and the ache gone I stood up straight and stretched rippling my feathers. I looked around trying to get my bearings, I was on a mountain, until... until what? Then it hit me and I groaned in my own stupidity. I had opened the scroll to early! I looked for a mountain, until I saw one with what looked like a city on it.

I looked at its peak to see that this wasn't the same mountain as in Skyrim. Was I thrown to a different land, or did I travel through the scroll to this place? I decided on neither and walked toward the mountain, I realized that my magic seemed to take a bit less to use, and it seemed to have a green tinge in color, I noticed this when I used my flames spell to burn some brush in my way. I used my shout of detect life which is more like a whisper, I took note of the few heartbeats I saw. One was a fast heartbeat, presumably a mouse, another was up high, obviously a bird. I glanced around taking in the different heartbeats, when I saw one that seemed to go slow, fast, slow, fast in a weird pattern.

I was quite confused by this, I walked over to it, heartbeats didn't go in that pattern. I saw a few more appear that were going in the same pattern as the others. I pushed past a bush to see green eyes staring back at me. I let out a surprised yelp as it jumped at me, I rolled to the left, my fighting abilities kicking in. I shouted with un-relenting force, the wood construct shattered against a tree. Two more jumped out and tried to flank me but I placed a frost rune behind me, I pulled out my sword and chopped the body of the other one into half, I heard a explosion behind me I turned around to see a frozen wooden wolf.

I looked at the frozen one, it was just a wolf, but it was made of wood. Did Dwarves make these too? "But it had a heartbeat, it must be natural." I thought to myself, I pondered this problem as I continued traveling towards the mountain.

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I could see light ahead, I pushed past some more vines and brush, I looked out through the foliage to see a settlement, my eyes turned from there usual thin slits, to even thinner as I saw the residents. I saw technicolored horses, some had wings, others had horns, but weirdest of all, they had houses, and could speak. From my position and fine ears, I caught a few snatches of conversation.

"Hey, did you hear what happ..."

"How many bi..."

"...you should really..."

"...this is a nice flow..."

I told myself, "This has to be a dream, this is definitely a dream!" My mouth dropped as I saw a few trading gold coins for fresh vegetables and other items. "They have a currency?" I was dumbstruck, "How could horses do this?", "Better yet, how do they even build this stuff?" I shook my head at my own questions. My raspy voice became even raspier "How do they, even speak Nordic?" It was hard enough for me, my natural voice was so much easier but most speak Nordic so I took the time to learn it.

A few ponies looked at the forest I was in with a disapproving glare, like they wanted it gone, to be honest I was happy it was here, and extremely happy that my natural color was green. Green was a common color, but right now it made the different between getting caught or staying hidden. I was glad of my family heritage, my father was a light green like a gecko, my mother was a deep rich green. Both considered commoners in Argonian standards, but as of right now I was glad. But I was also a Nightingale, which might have something to do with it. My armor had padded boots, my gloves helped me steal, my chest piece helped me stay hidden. I was so good at stealth that I learned a natural spell, that allowed me to turn invisible for a second when I wanted, this allowed me to sneak away quickly.

I ran my tongue over my fangs, but quickly stopped, if I was going to befriend them, I seriously doubt eating them will do much good with a friendship of a vegetarian. I snuck over to the back of the house closest to my hiding place, I used a invisibility spell I learned from one of the students of the College of Winterhold. This turned out to be a good idea because just than a yellow pony with a horn came out the back door, the second I used the spell. I rolled away from the house, I saw a giant tree, that had windows and light coming from the inside. This would be a good place to stay at, I using my nails, climbed up to the branches of the tree, doing my best to make minimal sound.

I climbed through the branches, I surveyed the land before me. I saw a building that looked like it was made of gingerbread, I let my gaze roll over the scene, seeing a few ordinary houses, a white house which looked quite elegant, a farm off into the distance, a hut near the forest I used to be in, and what seemed to be a cloud house. I looked at it a bit longer to see a rainbow colored blur fly past, I felt the part of the tree I was on creak, I stepped back only to find my foot sink into the tree with a crack, panic filled me, suddenly the ground gave out and I fell, but with my long history of sneaking I learned its best not to scream when you fall.

Everything rose to fast to comprehend, but I did see lots of books, as my stomach hit a wood statue in the center of the room, my head hit the floor and I was lost to blackness....