Dragonborn Saga

ing coming.
A magic phenomenon like none she ever saw before.

”This portal will take us to where we should go. ”

”This thing? Where? ”

”Damn if I know. ”

Jon offered a hand to Isha and looked at her.
The latter felt a bit uneasy but she cursed aloud and took his hand in the end.
The two walked through the portal.

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The other side of the portal was a little bit peaceful and a bit weirder.
Jon didn ’t know the place but he looked behind him to talk to Isha.

”…
Fuck! ” He couldn ’t help but curse.

Unlike [Teleport] and [Gate] spells, [Portal] is way too obscure and people traveling with portals may appear in different locations.
This seemed to be the case as Isha was nowhere to be seen.

”Hooman, this place is weird. ” Nefertiti popped out from shadow and sat on Jon ’s shoulder.
She doesn ’t stick this close unless she is worried.

”No worries, I left a safety way out just in case. ” Jon assured her and started looking around this weird place.

He was atop of a hill and there was well-made road under his feet, he checked the structure but didn ’t sound Nordic.
Even looking at the strange weather around him that felt like Falkreath in midsummer when the folk harvests the forest berries and make juices with strong scent… it was a bit odd yet somehow familiar.
Jon didn ’t want to admit it at first but he felt that he knew where he is.

He walked down the small hill he was on and passed some ruins that didn ’t resemble any civilization on Tamriel.
Just a few steps forward and something jumped at him.

Avoiding the danger nimbly, Jon unleashed his Magicka and called for the Flame Magic burning whatever jumped towards him to a fine ash.
Another creature came towards him but to his curiosity, Jon didn ’t attack and cast [Bind] on the creature to see what that was.

It was something like a Frog-Man in primitive gear, Jon didn ’t need an encyclopedia to recognize the name of the creature.

”A Grummite. ” Jon said to himself.
He was now sure where he is.

A few steps away from the Grummite, Jon went out of the rocky area and started to see the unique landscape of the realm that looked like strange spiky rocks growing from the ground and vegetation grew on it, a completely alien realm.

He conjured a Flame Atronach Horse and sent a few flying Owl Familiars to scout the areas around him then started riding with the road.

An hour passed and Jon finally arrived at a strange town the grew under some giant roots of strange trees with wooden trunks and mushroom heads, the place seemed to be ruined and deserted with no sign of human activity at all.

A few monsters started appearing here and there from Grummites to the Baliwogs which are some horrible small monster that looks like a fish and a frog with four limbs.
There were even the Elytra which are large mantic-like monsters.

Jon ’s policy was simple, kill the filth from afar by the incredible amount of Magicka he possesses.
Even though he depleted a lot to come to this realm, he still carries a large reserve of potion in the Cube.
The sound of explosions drew more monsters but Jon only levitated in the air and poured death from above.
Once the stench of death scared away the monsters and sent them escaping, Jon landed in beside a small lake amidst the ruined town to take a breath.

But once his land touched the ground, a strange voice came.

”Ouch ouch ouch, ya ’re steppin on me leg, not the leg… it ’s me favorite, ya wanker.
ouch ouch! ”

The strange voice made Jon jump away back in the air.

”Who ’s there? ”

”Sheesh, look what ’ve ya done, you crazy wanker… a bloke like you can be squished with my pincers, I tell you that! ”

”… ”

Jon was utterly speechless of what emerged from the lake side.

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”Hooman… is that… a talking mudcrab? ”

”Bloody Oblivion! A talkin cat? ”

In front of Jon and Nefertiti, there was a mudcrab… a larger than the average talking mudcrab.

”Why is it here? ” Jon asked himself while looking at the mudcrab in wonder.
He saw that creature before in a previous game called ’Morrowind ’ but… it was way too strange to speak to a mudcrab.

”Whaddaya think? Sheesh.
I ’m a mudcarb…
crab.
Shure.
A mudcrab.
Thas me.
Pretty sure.
I LOOK like a mudcrab, right? Mush be.
Thish IS me talking, right? So? I mush be…
A talking mudcrab.
And I sells stuff, right? So? I mush be a talking mudcrab merchant.
Stands to reason, doesn ’t it? ”

”…
nope! ”

”Name ’s Bruce by the way! So, you gonna buy shomethin or sit here jawin all day ”

Jon was working hard on curing his dumbfoundedness and decided to give up.

”A Nord Man, long blonde hair and talkative, kinda brash and laughs loudly, his name is Jon Battle-Born, did he pass from here? ”

”Wait… If it ’s rumors ya seek, then you have to pay first.
A Nord by? Nah! Na words here! But somethin is tellin me ya looking for a sheila, brown hair, big arms, scary stare. ” The mudcrab talked and waved its pincers around.

”Wait! You mean Isha? ”

”That ’s the one.
She wanted to know how to go forward and where to find a large man like ya, didn ’t have much money on her! But I can tell ya where went… interested? ”

”Yes… what ’s your price? ”

”Ah! Be generous, ya bloody wanker. ”

”Okay, here you go. ” Jon took out ten Gold Septims.

”Ah! Shiny! Ya got yourself a deal… The lass went to the graveyard.
She asked me about the gates up ahead and the Gatekeeper, I told her she needs a weapon made from the other Gatekeeper and pointed her to the graveyard that way… Of course, if she paid as much as ya, I ’d have told her about the Shambles that roam the place. ”

The mudcrab said in a proud tone.

”Oh boy! ”

Jon head started to hurt.
Shambles are undead monsters made of bones and tied together with pieces of robes and leather to make some horrifying shapes of undead.
He turned around and started walking towards the graveyard that the Mudcrab talked about.

”Hey… where ’re ya going.
You have some change left, I can give ya anything ya fancy, a brekky, a barbie or a coldie, ya name it.
Ya shouldn ’t go this crook without a coldie, hear me word.
I ’ve that Cyrodilic Brandy, fair dinkum tasty… I can fix ya brolly if it started rainin, it rains quite a lot honestly.
No wucka ’s, whatever Bruce sells ya, it ’ll make ya happy… Ain ’t sayin? Fine, bugger off, dickhead. ”

Jon ignored the mudcrab and sped towards the direction he thought Isha was in.
Nefertiti, who was on his shoulder all the time, spoke to him.

”Where is this place? ”

”Oh! Forgot to tell you.
Welcome to the Shivering Isles! This is the Fringe, the doorstep to the realm of Sheogorath and the World of Madness. ”