071 - Finally meeting the Greybeards and the 05 Council Meeting

[A/N: Okay, I'm going to let you all know, by Wednesday, which would be two days after I upload this chapter, my senior year of high school starts, meaning, I may have even less time to write in the future, just letting you guys know]

After playing a few matches against Mortimer and losing most of them, I teleported to Skyrim and entered Labyrinthian, before meeting with my Clone and informing him that I was here.

I have already learned from my clone here through the memories that there are now over 100 Citizens living within Labyrinthian and that number only continued to grow every day with how prosperous the city was compared to the other cities.

Two dragons attacked the city as well, which resulted in my clone calling in Tommy to take care of, which he did with some difficulty.

Although my clones and I can easily kill the normal dragons of Skyrim, we would end up obliterating the dragons' souls, which would not be very productive since Tommy could 'consume' dragon souls and use them to unlock new words of power.

The first dragon I killed at the College of Winterhold I killed via mortal means, magic, and only dealt damage to the Dragon's physical body, allowing me to absorb its soul, but in reality, while I did in fact absorb its soul, I ended up transferring it to Tommy after I studied it for a while.

I also didn't want to hold onto the soul for too long since the Dragons are the creations of the Dragon God of Time, Akatosh or if you wanted to go by his other names in the other pantheons, Auri-El and Alkosh.

And I would rather not catch the attention of the literal chief deity of the Imperial Divines with the power to control Time.

Besides that, my main goal for returning to Skyrim was one thing, finally meeting the Greybeards.

They called for me months ago, and I felt it was time to finally answer their call.

But what had me the most worried about this visit I am about to give the Greybeards, would be alerting the leader of the Greybeards, Paarthurnax.

Well then, I guess I should get going, instead of going up the thousand steps, I decided to play the lazy way and just straight up teleport to their front door.

Once I appeared at High Hrothgar I switched out from the normal robed outfit that made me look like my Divine Self, and instead put on the Nordic Carved Armor set, excluding the helmet, before walking into the monastery.

Upon walking in, I found Arngeir, the only Greybeard within the monastery I could speak normally to without being thrown across the room or having the very ground quake beneath me.

Upon noticing me he just gave me a single glance before saying, "So... another Dragonborn appears, have you come to answer our summons?"

"I have," I told him.

"We will see if you truly have the gift. Show us, Dragonborn. Now, let us taste of your Voice," Arngeir told me as his fellow Greybeards suddenly joined us without me noticing.

"Uh...are you sure? Not to be rude or anything...but I do not think you can handle my Th'um..." I told them honestly.

"We have been mastering the Thu'um for decades, we can handle it," Arngeir told me with a smile.

"Well, you asked for it...I suggest you all back up or prepare..." I suggested before taking a deep breath and thinking of a specific shout I could do that would not hurt the Greybeards too badly.

Taking in another deep breath, I spoke, "𝘐𝘪𝘻 𝘚𝘭𝘦𝘯 𝘕𝘶𝘴!"

With a wave of ice, the Greybeards quite literally froze into statues in front of me.

Moments later the ice broke and the Greybeards looked at me with bright eyes.

"The Ice Form Shout and you seem to have learned all three words of power to mastery as well, how excellent!" Arngeir complimented me while his fellow masters nodded in praise.

"Thank you," I thanked them.

"Dragonborn. We welcome you to High Hrothgar," Arngeir welcomed me with a smile.

"I am Master Arngeir. I speak for the Greybeards. Now, tell me, Dragonborn, why have you come here?" Arngeir asked.

"You summoned me and I would like to learn more about The Way of the Voice and my gift," I told them honestly.

"Then come, follow me to the courtyard," Arngeir told me with a smile towards my honesty.

...

Meanwhile on Earth in a secret room, the 05 Council gathered once again.

"Once again we meet to discuss important topics on the Foundation, but most specifically, on the newly numbered SCP-6198, or otherwise known as 'Gold'," 05-1 informed his colleagues.

[A/N: I went onto the Wiki Site, SCP-6198 is currently empty, so if there is an SCP author reading this, feel free to add in my own Creation into the site!]

"It has been confirmed that 'Gold' has taken the following SCPs from the Foundation: 035, 049, 053, 054, 079, 085, 507, 2662, 5094, 1867, 662, 705, 714, 178, 500, 846, 682, 1440, 407, 387, 1370, and 662, he has also destroyed the following SCPs: 4511, 953, and 082, what we do know is that SCP-6198 is currently staying at a Farmhouse a few miles away from a small town with some of the SCPs he has taken, but ever since the 'Farmhouse' incident where we were discovered, the barrier surrounding the farmhouse has been upgraded and thus far, nothing we have has managed to enter the barrier, let alone scratch it," 05-1 informed the others.

"What if we use a Thaumiel?" asked 05-7, the impulsive council member.

"Are you kidding? If we brought a Thaumiel or any other kind of SCP near 6then 198 would most likely just take them or free them," 05-2, one of three women on the council retorted.

"I saw we just continue observing the Situation, 6198 has not only shown us that he has the ability to eliminate dangerous Keter-Class SCPs, but he has also shown us that he could easily release all of the SCPs currently contained within our facilities, if possible I think we should create some kind of alliance between us and 6198," 05-12, the calm, logical, and rational council member.

"Ah yes, because a God-like being would agree to make an alliance with us after we have shown hostility to him multiple times," 05-3 said sarcastically.

"Enough, focus on the task at hand, 05-3," 05-9, the tomboy of the council, told the Sarcastic Joker known as 05-3.

"So, who here says we should try to contact 6198 and gain its cooperation?" 05-1 asked as he rose his own hand followed by most of the other members.

"We shouldn't! We should try to learn Gold's powers for ourselves!" 05-7 said aggressively but was almost immediately shot down by the others as they thought of the potentially K-Class Scenario 6198 could unleash upon the world.

"Then it's settled, we will attempt to communicate with SCP-6198 and strike a deal with the being and its...companions," 05-1 announced.