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SKYRIM: Dragonlord's Ascension

He transmigrated into the body of the supposed main character in The Elder Scrolls: Skyrim But to his surprise, the entire quest seemed to have been changed. He wasn't a dragonborn like he expected himself to be, but a dragonlord instead, with powers to foster bonds with dragons. With only a minuscule knowledge of the world and a mysterious system... can he survive the hell that is Skyrim? This is an adaptation of the Elder Scrolls. Some characters and the world itself are adapted from the game. UPDATE SCHEDULE: 3 CHAPS/WEEK WEDNESDAYS/FRIDAYS/SUNDAYS

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Warmaiden

Whiterun was divided into three districts, each district more prosperous than the last.

Entering into the first Plains district, he sharply breathed in the air. The smell of smoke and the hustle and bustle of the district made him feel more relaxed. He was finally around people again.

He looked around at the familiar area of the plains district. Any player of Skyrim has definitely frequented this place at the beginning of the game, especially for selling wares. He thought for a while and decided to make his way towards to Warmaiden's anyway.

As he approached the building, he saw War-Bear's wife (A/N: War-Bear is the owner of the Warmaiden in Skyrim), and paused for a second.

'Maybe it have something to do with my powers but all the milf in this city...are a lot more hotter than normal'

He stared for a few seconds as she worked with a whetstone, grinding the edges of the sword, her jugs swinging from side to side as she did.

Snapping out of his daze after a few seconds, he reluctantly pulled away his gaze before entering the store.

War-Bear stood behind the counter, resting his hand on the counter. As Lucian entered the store, he straightened up and put on a welcoming face.

"Welcome to the Warmaiden's, how can I help you?", he asked, gazing at the sword on Lucian's waist. And as he did he felt an intense pressure directed towards him.

Placing a hand over the pommel of his sword, Lucian asked, "I'm here in search of a job. Do you have any task you might need help with."

Noticing that his gaze on his sword was unwelcomed, he laughed lightly and said, "Judging by the craftsmanship of the sword you possess, I'll take it you're a strong warrior. I'll trust you with this task then."

"The Kasav bandits robbed of a special fire enchanted sword, a couple of days ago. And since bandits are bandits, I reckon he'll still possess them."

"Where can I find them?"

"Around Bleakwind basin, you'll find a cave. That's rumored to be their hideout. Get it back and I'll pay you in gold. Here's a map, since you look like a traveler."

Receiving the map, he could see that a lot of areas remained unchanged, although further up north from here was a new city, named in bold blood letters, 'DRAGONSHOLD'

'Found it. Now all I need right now are supplies for the way.'

"I'm on it." he said, before leaving the store.

He went into the general goods store and purchased a couple of health potions and some food supplies before preparing to go.

Bringing out the map, he confirmed where he was going to and left the city, walking towards the basin. After a little over an hour, he arrived close to the basin. The sun was just setting, and its golden glow reflected off of the weapons of the two bandits who were guarding the entrance to the cave.

Earlier, he had looked up the skills he could cast. Putting his hand to his side, he opened up his palm and fire magic swirled around his hand. He pointed his palm towards the guards. A firebolt launched off his hand hitting the space in-between the guards.

Firebolt: Launches a quick burst of fire towards a target.

Cost: 50 Magika 

The explosion resulting from the attack knocked them away. Taking this as his cue, Lucian dashed forward, closing the distance very quickly.

He unsheathed his sword and dodged the closest guard's forward slash with a sidewards dive. He stabbed his sword into his side and kicked him, throwing another firebolt towards the other guard with his left hand, ending his life immediately.

He pushed the other guard with his foot, pulling his sword and slashing him neck with enough force to make the head dangle from the neck. He looted them, picking up any useful possession they owned and cleaned the blood off of his sword with their clothes, sheathing it again and continuing into the cave.