Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20141117042712/@comment-5543592-20141121015844

Efmrider wrote: (Darach is really blowing it at every turn.) (He's a goober.  That's why he needs Riona's help.  He has the best of intentions, but can't help himself.)

This one morning everyone was allowed to sleep in. Except Tomas. He woke up to Jean gently shaking him awake.

"General Weltrod needs to see you.  Head down to the library." Tomas climbed out of bed, having slept in his robes, and immediately moved to the door. He headed down stairs, followed by Jean.

The library was empty, aside from Weltrod, sitting completely alone, reading a book. He looked up and set the book aside as Tomas walked in.

"Good morning, Tomas." Said Weltrod pleasantly.

"General."

"Please, sit." Tomas did so. "Now, I'd like to know what happened in those ruins.  Not the fighting.  the thing you mentioned."

Tomas began to explain, "There was a cube.  It glowed.  When I went to touch it, it controlled my arms, and when Darach pulled me away, it controlled him.  Once Darach touched it, all of our heads started hurting, awfully so.  Afterward, we found we knew new things., mainly about the Dwemer."

Weltrod nodded and listened patiently to Tomas as he explained. "Interesting.  The cube you encountered was a Lexicon.  The phenomenon that occured where you were 'transferred' ideas and memories, is known as Elder Knowledge.  There is only one other recorded occurance of this, and it is by the Dragonbron themself.  And you said you were the first drawn to it."

"Yes."

Weltrod nodded, as if satisfied with the answer. "Alright.  Grab your gear and come back.  We'll serve you and your classmates breakfast, and then you'll be off on your first mission."

Tomas smiled. He was excited to be out and about Skyrim. He rose, but Weltrod stopped him for a moment longer.

"Tomas, you know if you ever need something, I'm here."

Tomas looked confused, and made disgruntled expression. "Uh, alright." He said, unsure how to respond.

"You can go." Tomas walked off, trying to figure out how to occupy himself.