"Quite a selection of soul gems you have there. Wait, stop! Gonna need some gear to enchant."
"Yeah, I know the drill. I've done this a few times before, no doubt your idea..."
Marcellus walked down to Warmaiden's, purchased a pile of materials, and got to work. Stashing the 21 daggers and suit of leather armor, he made his way back to Dragonsreach.
"Yeah, I get it, enchant all the daggers with Stamina Damage from Petty Soul Gems."
"Mmm, you're catching on!"
Dumping his bag of materials next to the enchanting table, Marcellus got to work.
"I'm out of daggers, but I feel a bit stronger from the experience. How does that even work?"
"Nevermind that. Now, back to the table. Enchant as many items as possible with Fortify Alteration."
"A respectable school of magic."
"I'm glad you think so."
"Alright, got the armor on. I look like an idiot."
"Ah, but you can cast Alteration spells without effort. Take a dip in the White River and continue casting Telekinesis and Waterbreathing until I tell you to stop."
Marcellus found the training rather soothing compared to the petty thievery he endured earlier.
"Stop!"
"Praise Stendarr. It's been over 2 hours."
"How do you feel?"
"I feel like I've truly mastered the manipulation of the physical world."
"Very good. Now, back to Farkas for some more Heavy Armor training."
"Damn you!"
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