John had barely crossed the threshold when he heard his sister and brother arguing. His sister was wearing a yellow dress that barely hid her curves. Her hair was black and she seemed to be an Imperial. Her thin eyebrows were furrowed and her full lips were tense. Her brown eyes seemed to glow with anger.
- But someone has to do something.
- No and no again. It's too dangerous for you.
- Hm, how stubborn you are.
She went to the second floor because she couldn't influence her brother. The brother himself sighed with relief and looked at the newly arrived customer.
- Oh, we have a customer. Sorry for such a scene. We just have problems.
- Yes. Nothing like that.
He also looked like an Imperial. A little shorter than John. The Imperial was dressed in a red shirt and blue pants. Dark hair and the same eyes as his sister.
- First of all, what is your name? I wanted to buy spells from you.
- My name is Lucan Valerius, and the girl who left is Camilla Valerius. I have some spells, but these are just basic spells, if you want more, you should go to the College of Winterhold.
Lukan immediately pulled out 4 books from under the counter. The first one had a flame drawn on it. The second one had lightning, the third one had a circle with lines drawn on it, and the fourth one had several cubes with a shield drawn on it.
- How can you? I have 2 books on the art of destruction, 1 book of healing, and 1 book of alteration. What will you choose?
- Hm.- John thought about it. He had enough money for 3 books.
- I'll still take 1 book of lightning, 1 book of healing, and 1 book of alteration. And also a bag.
- Great.
John handed the money to Lucan and took the books and put them in a bag and put them on his shoulder. Our hero decided to ask:
- So what happened to you?
- Well, since you bought the goods... We were robbed. The thieves took only the golden claw.
- Hm. Quite strange.
- Yes. But it's good. that they didn't take everything.
- Since it comes to that... Maybe I can return it?
- Really? But if you can do it, then I will generously reward you.
- Yes. Only. when I rest here for a few days and hit the road.
- Okay. I'll wait. But are you sure you can do it?
- Don't worry.
After chatting with Lucan a little more, John quickly left the store and headed to the tavern. Fortunately, the tavern itself was not that far away. Entering the tavern, the smell of alcohol and fried beef hit his nose. There were several tables inside, which were located on the sides of the hall. And in the middle there was a fireplace. About 15 people were sitting and eating various dishes. Some were drinking.
John approached the innkeeper and asked:
- Can I spend the night with you?
- Of course. One night is 15 gold.
- Okay.- John paid and quickly walked to his room.
Closing the door, John sat down on the bed and closed his eyes. He tried to collect his thoughts. First of all, he was able to get out of Helgen and that was great. He got money and bought basic things. And he has some knowledge of blacksmithing. The day was not wasted. "So. Now I need to read a book about magic." John decided not to waste time and opened the book of destruction and began to read the introductory lines. And then John thought, "I can read their language? How is that possible. It seems my body has remained the same. But it doesn't matter."
John continued reading. The book basically said that all you had to do was imagine sparks in your hand and use mana. "Okay, calm down, John. You were fine with your imagination. And it's not a large-scale spell. So there shouldn't be any problems." John simply closed his eyes and concentrated. He imagined small sparks projecting onto his palms. *Bzz*. Hearing a noise, John opened his eyes and looked at his palm. There were several purple sparks dancing on it. They swirled and shot up a few centimeters. John couldn't take his eyes off the small lightning bolts. It was beautiful.
*5 minutes later*. John dispelled the spell and continued reading. "Aha. So simple spells like sparks, flames, and frostbite don't require words or rituals. And they don't require much mana either." But still. Large-scale spells like thunderstorm with lightning require a lot of concentration and control. Plus a large magical potential, that is, mana reserves are needed to create a spell. John remembered that mana reserves can be increased if you cast spells more often. He continued reading and learned some of the basics of magic.
So each page of the book was read. But John did not stop and took up other books. John tried to read and understand the essence of each book. After a while, the guy read all the books and seemed to understand everything he needed. After all, these books are not so difficult to understand. Putting the books back in his bag, John lay down and closed his eyes. He fell asleep.
*John's Dream*
Space surrounded the guy and there were many stars around. It seemed that they were connecting into constellations and forming different skills of the owner. Plus there were 3 gas clouds of different colors next to him. 1 red, 1 green and 1 blue. John looked around and was surprised. Just like in Skyrim, there were constellations of skills. And some kind of fog of different colors.
- Wow. This is simply amazing. Did I get some kind of system or status?
But the system is so and didn't appear. *Blink*.
But out of nowhere a huge sheet with his status appeared. His characteristics, 3 multi-colored scales, special skills, class were written here.
Name: John (Dovahkiin, Dragonborn)
Race: Nord with some Imperial mix. {I don't know, I'm making this up}
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Attributes.
Strength: 6
Speed: 7
Dexterity: 6.5
IQ: 125
Reflexes: 6
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3 main characteristics
Health: 100
Stamina: 100
Magic potential (Mana) 100
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Special skills.
Dragon Soul Absorption (Ability to devour dragon souls and gain some experience from the dragons themselves)
Shout Talent (Only the Dragonborn can quickly learn the Thuum. While normal humans spend years learning the Thuum, you can learn it hundreds or even thousands of times faster)
Great Potential (As a Dragonborn, you can absorb dragon souls and gain their soul power, memory, and more. With each new soul, you become more powerful)
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Class
No.
After looking through this sheet, John wasn't that surprised. Basic information that was already known. He thought there would be some other interesting info about the Dragonborn. John looked away and began to look at the constellations representing each skill. His level hadn't risen yet and he hadn't invested his experience in skills. It would be appropriate to invest in magic first. And mainly alchemy, destruction and restoration. Maybe also medium armor. Yes, there was medium armor like in the Morrowind game. Blacksmithing and enchantments are also worth mentioning.
John didn't think much about it and looked at the fog surrounding him. It was multi-colored. There were notes of red, blue and green. It seemed that they were no different from ordinary fog, only the color was different. John stopped studying and thought about how to get out of here.
Only this thought brought him back
*Morning*
John barely opened his eyelids. He had been studying the books for too long. Holding his face, he said:
- Damn. Next time, you shouldn't read until late.
John got out of bed and washed himself in the small washbasin. Looking at the mirror, he saw an icon in the lower right corner with the inscription "Status". Just looking at it, 3 icons popped out in John's vision at the bottom of his vision. Health, stamina, mana.
- Not bad.
Said John and left the room. Approaching the counter, he told the innkeeper that he was staying here for 1 week and handed over the gold. Afterwards, John asked the innkeeper:
- Do you know who here is good with a bow?
- With a bow? - The man thought for a while - If you want to learn how to use a bow, then go to Fendal. He is a Bosmer and that is why he hunts so well.
- Where is he now?
- Hunting, of course. He will come here closer to lunch. He sometimes hangs around Camilla Valeria. She is the merchant's sister.
- Got it. Thanks for the information.
John went to Alvor again. He learned blacksmithing from him and helped out when needed in the forge. Closer to 3 o'clock, he finished messing around in the forge and went to Lucan's shop.
There he noticed Fendal, who was talking to Camilla, buying goods from Lucan at the same time. John decided to talk, first with Lucan. Fendal seemed to be chatting endlessly about something and complimenting Camilla. 10 minutes passed and Fendal finished chatting. He left the store, and John followed Fendal.
After walking a few streets, he finally called out to Fendal.
- Excuse me!
- Huh? Were you talking to me?
- Yes. I want to learn archery from you.
- Well then. If so, then I can do it. For one lesson 30 gold. As the difficulty increases, I will increase the rate.
- Okay. Can I have the first lesson? - John asked, holding out his hand with gold.
The Bosmer's face slightly brightened. After all, money, although not the most important thing in life, is one of the important components.
- Let's go to my backyard. I usually practice archery there.
Having walked around the house, they found themselves in that yard with targets and a stand with bows.
- So. Let's start with the basics. - Fendal began.
John took the bow and Fendal began to tell how to hold the bow correctly. Explained how to aim and shoot. John shot from the bow
*Fuch*. The arrow flew crookedly and only scraped the target.
- Not so.
Fendal pointed out the mistakes of the young dragon slayer and additionally said that it is necessary to take into account the wind, if there is any.
With each new shot, the Dovahkiin understood how to shoot and his skill improved.
* After a few hours *
"Your shooting skill has increased"
John was a little stunned. He did not think that a notification would pop up. Fendal stopped training and just watched the shots. John decided to finish for today. Increasing the skill turned out to be a good feat for today.
- You are studying well. I hope you become a professional marksman. Mister?
- John. Just John.
- And I'm Fendal. Well, you probably knew that already.
- Great.
John left the backyard.
- Wait! - Fendal shouted.
- What is it? - John asked, raising an eyebrow at the same time.
- Could you please give this letter to Camilla. Tell her it's from Sven.
- I don't get it? Your name is Fendal. - John said, but he already knew why. After all, he had played Skyrim many times and knew almost every quest in it.
- You see, John. I have a competitor who wants to take away my beloved. And I want this letter to spoil Camilla's impression of him. Thus, I will become the winner in this love triangle.
- Hm... Well, I don't know. This is such a twist. Should I participate in this surrealism?
- Well... - Fendal thought. - I can teach you to shoot a bow better.
- Very tempting. But let's say you become my friend (companion)?
- Hm. It is possible. I can help with some things, but do not demand the impossible from me.
- Of course.
John took the message and went to Lucan's shop. Entering the house, he gave the letter to Camilla and said that Sven had given it to her. Camilla read it and was surprised. John frowned. She began to speak:
- It is rather strange that Sven wrote such a thing. After all, he was running after me. There must be something else involved. Thank you for bringing the letter.
John was a little surprised. Camilla didn't act rashly just after reading this offensive letter. Quite unusual. She had judged the situation well and realized that something was wrong. It seemed that some characters were different from their counterparts.