There were exactly five Masters, each to his own school, Destruction, Conjuration, Illusion, Alteration and Restoration. "A long, long time ago, even before the College of Winterhold was founded in the First Era, a group of Masters formed the Mage's Hall. Listen carefully, for this knowledge may serve you well in future." Now that you have passed the second test, it is now fitting for me to tell you a detailed backlog of our history. "Your understanding of our Guild is sorely lacking, but that isn't your fault. Sonje led Vaela to the study, where they sat down facing each other.
"Rise and shine, Apprentice." Her Senior had told her. She was now allowed to sleep inside the lodge, but she was promised by her Senior a quick return to camping. The next morning, Vaela awoke to her Senior's light but insistent tapping. Disgruntled, Vaela tossed and turned in bed before entering an uneasy sleep. She hadn't killed all the bandits herself. She was slightly pleased with herself for succeeding in her task, but even that was marred by Nikolai's intervention. The time for answers would come.īut for now, Vaela just wanted a good night's rest. And so Vaela remained silent as her Senior debriefed her on her assignment. She wanted answers and hated secrets, but she knew again, that if she asked, her Senior would not divulge anything to her. Vaela somehow knew that her Senior would reveal more to her as time went by, but Vaela did not know how long she could wait. She felt as if so much was obscured to her on purpose, so much information and details shrouded in the shadows. In fact, Vaela yearned to ask her Senior a great many things. Vaela yearned to ask her Senior how she knew that piece of information. We have all the time in the world to prepare you for this." "If this will hearten you, know that your Master won't be going anywhere for the next year. Vaela pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed. I strongly suggest you push those thoughts out of your mind." Sonje advocated. He who does not try will never succeed, but he who tries and fails will learn from his mistakes. The moment you admit defeat to yourself without even trying is the moment you have lost. "If you are going to think like that, you can leave the Mage's Hall now. It's impossible for me to rescue my Master. No, it was not possible for Vaela to rescue her Master unaided. When pressed, her Senior refused to elaborate at all. Never face him again? How was she going to be able to do it? How in the world could she, a mere apprentice, rescue her powerful Master who was imprisoned somewhere in Skyrim without her Senior's help at least? She didn't even know where he was, and like her Senior had said, the Thalmor were simply too powerful for her. I am terribly sorry to say this, but I can never face him again." How long more would she need before she was finally able to save her Master from the Thalmor? "Why can't you do it yourself?" Vaela inquired. " Vaela's Senior remarked, emphasising her last sentence. Have you any idea what those Thalmor mages could do to you? They would summon a ring of ice to immobilise you in an instant, and your ward would be helpless against it because they are simply TOO POWERFUL. "I'm afraid to say that it won't be anytime soon. Sonje rose an encouraging eyebrow at Vaela, so she proceeded. She now knew why elimination of the rogue mage was a good test for her. Could you imagine that? A member of our Hall turning to banditry! An absolute blight upon our reputation, and I am glad that you have done us justice."
SKYRIM EYEBROWS AND FACIAL FEATURES DISAPPEAR CODE
"She's one of the lowlife, disgusting outcasts that couldn't conform to our Code of Conduct, and thus she abandoned us for banditry. "She was a member of the Mage's Hall once." Sonje revealed. "Good." Sonje's face twisted with fury, a rare display of emotion. I killed her, but it was after a tough battle." Then, as I was proceeding up the stairs, I came face to face with the cursed mage you were talking about. I went to the camp as you instructed, and killed the sentries at the outer perimeter. Her Senior was a bit grim about the face, and her eyebrows were dangerously close together. Vaela sat down opposite her Senior at an oblong table lighted only by the luminescence of a slowly burning candle. It was already night, and the stars could be seen twinkling in the sky, almost as if they were smiling.
After tossing him a loaf of bread to chew on, Vaela headed to the dining area outside the lodge itself. Vaela returned safely to the lodge on Starstruck's back.
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