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  • Studying Abroad, Part 31

    Rahgot’s unblinking stare seemed to go straight through my soul. I could feel the weight of his sight even through his mask. For hours we stood there, it seemed; he was unmoving, perfectly calm and still in his death. I, on the other hand, was shaking uncontrollably. The thought of facing a mage so ...
  • Studying Abroad, Part 30

    Studying Abroad, Part 30 By: The Orange Mask             Admetus and I silently crept through the temple-turned crypt, jumping at every noise and staying in the dark as often as possible. Draugur were common in this gods-forsaken place, devoid of light and happy sounds; fortunately, we were able to...
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  • Studying Abroad, Part 29

    Studying Abroad, Part 29             Admetus and I uttered simultaneous curses as we drew our weapons, but Admetus was faster. He lunged at the draugur with his dagger, and I dropped to a crouch. The draugur’s torso slid from its legs as it flailed in a feeble attempt to attack us. I stood up once ...
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  • Studying Abroad, Part 28

    Studying Abroad, Part 28 By: The Orange Mask             “But what should I do, Tolfdir? Claudia’s told me so much about this place, yet I’m not sure if I’m prepared…” I found myself once again talking to a small green sphere, looking like a madman.             “Calm down, boy. Claudia’s chosen her...
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  • Studying Abroad, Part 27

    Studying Abroad, Part 27             I stumbled into the Ragged Flagon after fighting my way through the Ratway and beating some information out of a certain bodyguard. I was certain that one of the urchins who made their living down here poisoned me, but I wasn’t sure what he’d got me with. With n...
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  • Studying Abroad, Part 26

    Studying Abroad, Part 26 By: The Orange Mask             I woke up in the Bee and Barb, feeling refreshed. I jumped out of bed and picked up my pack, a smile on my face and determination in my strides. The innkeeper seemed startled by my change in mood from yesterday.             “Well, you’re in a...
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  • Studying Abroad, Part 25

    Studying Abroad, Part 25             I was awake; perhaps awake wasn’t the right word. My eyelids were still closed, but I was conscious, at least. I didn’t dare open my eyes: in fact, I didn’t dare move. I was paralyzed by the unknown. I wasn’t resting on my bedroll, it was still dark out, and I c...
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  • Studying Abroad, Part 24

    Studying Abroad, Part 24 By: The Orange Mask             The blade was, naturally, the first thing to draw my attention. The silver dagger reflected the moonlight beautifully, and engraved on it was the image of a werecat in mid-jump. The carving glowed a faint green color in the dim light: it didn...
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  • Studying Abroad, Part 23

    Studying Abroad, Part 23 By: The Orange Mask             Claudia, Wulden and I found ourselves travelling near Lake Honrich just around sunset. I had tried to warn Claudia of starting too early, but her excitement was infectious, and we soon found ourselves packing up camp and closing in on Riften;...
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  • Studying Abroad, Part 22

    Studying Abroad, Part 22 By: The Orange Mask             I woke up in my bed in the College of Winterhold, refreshed and ready for another day. It had been about 3 weeks since my excursion to Labyrinthian, and although my findings were few (and only one was useful), I’d become quite the conversatio...
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  • Studying Abroad, Part 21

    Studying Abroad, Epilogue By: The Orange Mask             Gods, it was nice to see the College in person after my venture into Skyrim’s unknown. It had only been two weeks since I’d started, but it felt like two years, considering all of the friends I’d made and all of the travelling I’d done. Desp...
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  • Studying Abroad, Part 20

    Studying Abroad, Part 20 By: The Orange Mask             “Who are you?” I asked the question almost rhetorically, as I was nearly certain who had talked to me. Its energy was unmistakable.             “Hello once again, mage. It is I, Vodahmin. Do you not remember I am housed in my containment vess...
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  • Studying Abroad, Part 19

    Studying Abroad, Part 19             The dagger hit the wall with a dull thud.             It didn’t work. The dagger didn’t work. We were going to be stuck in here forever. I began to think of what went wrong, when I heard the sound of wind rushing. I turned to face Claudia, and saw her enveloped ...
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  • Studying Abroad, Part 18

    Studying Abroad, Part 18 By: The Orange Mask             Claudia and I stood at the makeshift enchanting table, making the final preparations. The room was filled with Bjorn and Kharjo’s nervous chatter. They had woken up a few minutes ago, and were startled by Claudia and her nature. I calmed them...
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  • Studying Abroad, Part 17

    Studying Abroad, Part 17 By: The Orange Mask             I couldn’t focus my thoughts. I couldn’t remember anything. I started to panic. Then I opened my eyes and gazed upon a strange room. The room was fairly large, and lacked any décor. I was leaned up against a wall, and noticed that the room’s ...
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  • Studying Abroad, Part 16

    Studying Abroad, Part 16 By: The Orange Mask             I sat in the light of the Khajiit caravan’s campfire alone, looking at the mass of ruins which was once Labyrinthian. The rest of the party had already turned in for the night, but I couldn’t. Pain still writhed in my shoulder, and I was rest...
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  • Studying Abroad, Part 15

    Studying Abroad, Part 15 By: The Orange Mask             I had a splitting headache when I came to, and I didn’t know how long I’d been out. I didn’t feel like I was on the ground. In fact, I didn’t feel like I was even close to it. I opened my eyes to figure out where I was, only to look at Kharjo...
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  • Studying Abroad, Part 14

    Studying Abroad, Part 14 By: The Orange Mask             “We’ve been in these ruins for hours,” one of the Khajiit said. “Can’t we take a break for just a few minutes?” I had to admit, I was feeling quite tired and weary, myself. After our skirmish with the spider, we didn’t encounter many real thr...
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  • Studying Abroad, Part 13

    Studying Abroad, Part 13 By: The Orange Mask             Erandur, Bjorn and I walked out of the Jarl’s longhouse soon after sunrise. You could hear the Jarl laughing even after we’d shut the door.             “I told you he wouldn’t listen…” I grumbled, still groggy.             “Well, I’m sorry fo...
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  • Studying Abroad, Part 12

    Studying Abroad, Part 12 By: The Orange Mask             Once again, I found myself trekking through snow drifts toward a place no one particularly cared about. This time I was headed to Nightcaller Temple, to talk to a priest of Mara named Erandur. I hated priests for the most part, but I needed h...
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  • Studying Abroad, Part 11

    Studying Abroad, Part 11             Dawnstar was, frankly, horrible. It was just as cold as Winterhold, if not colder. And its proximity to the Ghost Sea caused a sea breeze to blow the cold to even a troll’s core. No wonder everyone was working in the mines; it’s warm in there.             I made...
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  • Studying Abroad, Part 10

    Studying Abroad, Part 10 By: The Orange Mask             No matter what I did, I couldn’t stop thinking about Claudia. Not even the glacial freeze of the Pale could divert my attention from the thought of her beautiful face. I had been travelling for nearly two days; the cave Claudia took me to was...
  • Studying Abroad, Part 9

    This is also another good stopping point if you find yourself unable to keep reading these for whatever reason. I stayed up until 1:30 EST writing this. I hope you enjoy it!  -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------...
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  • Studying Abroad, Part 8

    Studying Abroad, Part 8 By: The Orange Mask             The Bannered Mare was quiet this time of day, probably due to the fact that most people had things to do in the afternoon. However, mages often differ from other people in many ways, and schedule was one thing that definitely differed. Most ma...
  • Studying Abroad, Part 7

    Studying Abroad, Part 7 By: The Orange Mask             The Jarl’s palace was a rather large wood and stone fort, furnished very nicely on the inside. My headache subsided a bit as I walked in. Perhaps Claudia was right; maybe sunlight did make a hangover worse. Claudia seemed to relax a bit, as we...
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  • Studying Abroad, Part 6

    Studying Abroad, Part 6 By: The Orange Mask             I woke up feeling refreshed. It’s amazing what a day of rest can do for the body. My magicka was almost completely restored. Then I started to think, and I immediately had a headache. I spent a few seconds staring at the ceiling, trying to rem...
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  • Studying Abroad, Part 5

    Sry about the mix up in order between parts 3 and 4, but they're both up on the site now. Enjoy! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Studying Abroad, Part 5 By: The Orange Mask      ...
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  • Studying Abroad, Part 4

    Here's the 'season finale' of Studying Abroad. I'll be writing a lot more over the next few weeks, but if you don't have the time to read it, this is a good place to stop. Hope you enjoy it! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------...
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  • Studying Abroad, Part 3

    Studying Abroad, Part 3 By: The Orange Mask             She didn’t have the prettiest face I’d ever seen; brown hair, somewhat sunken-in eyes, some tangled hair, but it’s not like I would’ve cared; I don’t like the bossy, in-your-face types anyway.             “That… was impressive.” She managed to...
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  • Studying Abroad, Part 2

    Studying Abroad, Part 2 By: The Orange Mask             Travelling was boring; no, not just boring: mind-numbingly, insanity-inducingly boring. Now I understand why people say to never travel alone. I’d already been to the Shrine of Azura the previous day, to find the shrine guarded by a single pri...
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  • Studying Abroad, Ch.1

    Hey, guys. I decided to make a blog for a story I've had in my head for a bit. There'll be more where this came from. Anyway, I'm going to cut the crap and just show it to you. Here goes... Studying Abroad By: The Orange Mask             Tolfdir was excited. No, he wasn’t just excited; he was ecsta...
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