Awaken

It's at the end of these two rather relaxed days that something fantastic finally occurred...

Michael was playing dice with Valdr, Ari, and Niels when Illococoo runs up and grabs his arm, her face beaming as she hurriedly pulls him towards Tiffania's room. Realising what they probably meant, he dropped everything, even his lead in the game to follow her.

Inside, he was both stunned and relieved to see Tiffania sitting up and rubbing her eyes, looking as if she'd simply slept in instead of sleeping for a week... "Tiff." he starts, a smile creeping to his face as Charlotte joins him and Illococoo in greeting the sleepy-looking Half-Elf.

"Mhmm...?" Tiffania murmurs, wiping the sleep from her eyes as she turns towards them, "M-morning Michael...?" she says, her words trailing off into a questioning tone when she remembers what she was doing before she passed out. "D-did it work?"

Michael grins and nods, walking over and sitting on her bedside, "Yeah it did, but you've been asleep for around a week now. We were worried you'd never wake up." he explains causing the girl's eyes to widen.

He then goes into an explanation of the world they were in, the land, the people, their attitude on elves and why she shouldn't declare herself one, along with what he, Charlotte, and Illococoo had been doing while she was unconscious.

At first, she was apologetic to Charlotte as the short girl had to take care of her needs, bathing, food, water, etc. But her attitude slowly changed to a more excited and curious one the more she heard about Tamriel. She was eager to learn, to explore this world where no one was vying for her extermination... To her knowledge at least, perhaps he should avoid telling her about the Thalmor for now?... No that would be stupid.

Unlike Charlotte, she wasn't all that interested in learning this land's magic, probably because she'd only just scratched the surface on her own Void Magic. Though, Alchemy did seem to pique her interest, her old hobby of gardening would help her if she ever decided to learn the art.

"So, what are our plans?" she asks after taking a moment to properly absorb the information they'd just dumped on her. "A-and is your mother healed yet?" she asks after turning to Charlotte. She frowns sympathetically as the short girl shakes her head.

"Actually Charlotte, on that subject, I've gotten our options down to three Gods... The first that might accept your pleas and heal Mari is Dibella, God of Love and Beauty. To be honest, most who I spoke to about her made her sound more like the God of Sex, but we can't really be picky with how important our final decision is. From what I've heard there's a Temple dedicated to her over in Markarth, which is a far departure from our planned route... We'll go there if we have to though." he adds, getting a small, grateful smile from the girl.

"The second is Stendarr, God of Justice, Compassion, and Mercy. All of which would be valid concerning Maria's actions and poisoning. A Just, compassionate and merciful God would hear her. Plus the Hall of the Vigilant, a Temple to Stendarr of sorts is located near Dawnstar, which isn't all that far from Winterhold...

Lastly, and the Divine who I think would be most willing to heal Maria, is Mara. Mara is the God of Love, Compassion and Family." he explains, inwardly making a comparison between her and the God of the Hearth, Hestia. "There's a Temple dedicated to her over in Riften, but... Well, let's just say that the town's a complete shit hole and leave it at that. In the end, it's up to you where we take her, even if one fails we can go to another, it's not like we're on a time limit or anything."

Charlotte nods, "Thank you." she quietly says before leaving the room, most likely going to attend to Maria. Illococoo exits soon after, wishing to keep her master company, leaving Tiffania and him alone.

He coughs lightly in his fist and decides to continue explaining his plans to her, "That aside, there are some things I want to get done while we travel... Our final destination will be Winterhold College, I can almost guarantee our acceptance simply due to her otherworldly magic alone, I doubt we'll have to advertise it too much either, the Archmage will probably just be happy to discover a whole new type of magic and allow us to keep it quiet... I think.

I do also want to visit Whiterun to see a blacksmith there, while you were out I delved into a dungeon and got myself a full suit of ebony armour, but to use it I'll need a master smith to melt it down into something more my size. That, and I'd also like to check out the Companions, ah-" he pauses upon seeing her confused look, "They're like honourable mercenary warriors I think, taking and complete tasks given to them and protecting folk... Enough about what I want though, what do you want, Tiff? We're in a new world entirely, I bet you have lots of things you want to do?"

Tiffania slowly nods, rubbing her nervously rubbing her hands together, "I-I would like to explore. See famous places... Maybe help people afterwards?" she questions, not having thought that far forwards. "But I want to stay with you, no matter what happens." she adds with an expression full of determination.

Michael smiles, "Of course, did you think I'd be letting you go after all we've been through? I told you, it's us against the world, or worlds...?" he shakes his head, "So, you fancy trying the local food? It's the afternoon so things should already be ready to eat."

*Ruuuuuummmmble*

Tiffania blushes an almost fluorescent red as her stomach declares its intentions for her. Seems like the soft foods and soups she'd been fed thus far hadn't satisfied her... "I-I'd like that..."