(Rummaging through wizard’s supplies, interrupted by player)

Oh! Damn. Um…I know what this looks like, but I’m not a thief. I’m just…browsing, is all.

What are you browsing for?
Oh thank the divines, you believe me. I’m actually looking for a tome.
No use bothering with the details, it’s obviously not here.

That’s exactly what a thief would say.
Yeah, you got me there. But here’s the thing. It’s what an honest person would say too. And there lies the paradox.
Lucky for you, I don’t want to steal something, I wanna read something. A tome, to be exact.

Why browse when you can steal?
True, but the guards might not take kindly to that sort of thing. Or any sort of thing, for that matter. They’ve got a bit of a god complex.
Someone should really tell them guards and gods have different spellings.
Anyways, I don’t need to steal this tome. I just need to read it. Problem is, this wizard doesn’t have it.

Maybe I can help?
I doubt it. Not unless you can turn back time to when this library had better books. You can’t do that, can you? Never mind. Stupid question.

You obviously need to look harder. This library has everything.
Everything except the one thing I need. (Sigh) Story of my life.

(talking to self)
I guess I’ll have to try another wizard. Ugh, list is getting smaller though. Like, disappearing Dwemer small.
I might be better off trying a necromancer’s guild. This is more of a conjuration skillset anyway.

(To player)
Hm…what about you? Know any necromancers?

I might know a few.
Great! Because I’m completely out of ideas. Plus it’ll help if we look together.

No idea.
Eh, that’s okay. I’ll just follow the trail of zombies. I might still need your help though, if you’re game.

Do I look like someone who would know any?
I don’t know. Looks can be deceiving. Believe me, I know. But if you can fight, you might be helpful anyway, if you wanna travel together.

Yes, as a matter of fact I do. My neighbor Francis, for one.
Francis…Francis…is he the one with the weird thing for dead cats? No, that was Torveld. He could pass for a Francis though.
Well, if you can lead me to him, I’ll be glad to tag along.

Do College mages count? They seem like they’re into that stuff.
They do, don’t they. But nope, most of them wouldn’t know a dead body from a live one. We need a mage who owns a shovel.
Maybe if we travel together, we can find one. You know what they say, four eyes are better than two. Or is it three heads are better than legs? Eh, you get what I mean.

Follow me
All right. Let’s find us a book!
Right behind ya.
Let’s go.

Dismiss
All right. I’ll be home if you need me.

Wait
Okay. Don’t be long.
Waiting.

Follow
Back in action.

Trade
Here’s what I got.
Okay.
Yessir.
Yes ma’am.

Hellos
Yeah?
We heading out?
Whatcha need?
Got spells to raise hell.
Magic is just an explosion you keep in your pocket.

Quest Idle
Hey, fair warning. Necromancers…they can be real clingy – spells, dead pets, ex-wives – same rules apply.
So if we find one of their caves, we’ll probably have to go in hands waggling. You know the deal.

after traveling together, middle affinity, book is burnt

By the Divines..no…
And this was the last copy. Which means any hope that I had to fix things is gone.

What’s so important about this book?
You don’t understand. You can’t.
You don’t know what’s it like to look in the mirror every day and see someone else. To want to tear off your skin because it hurts to be inside it.
You weren’t born wrong. You’re you.

I’m not sure I follow. Help me understand.
It’s hard to explain. People like me, every day we suffer.

You’re a college mage. There are starving Orcs who would kill to have your problems.
That’s what people always say. I’m lucky. But the truth is, every day I suffer.

I am definitely me. Any other brilliant observations?
You’re either extremely daft or a huge jerk. But I never expected you to understand my pain.

That’s crazy talk. You are who you were born as.
I was confused at first too. How could I not be me?
But once I realized the truth, well…I’ve never been more sure about anything in my life.
But that realization comes with a catch. I can never be what I’m supposed to be. And that sucks.

You’re right. I should’ve been more empathetic to what you’re going through.
It’s not your fault. People don’t get it. They talk about it, but they don’t really get it. How can they?

From the moment I wake up to the time I go to sleep it’s a struggle. And I’m left wondering if today’s going to be the day I say to hell with this world and everyone in it.
Right now, the only thing that keeps me going is the chance I might find it – a spell, an illusion…something to make me whole.
That’s what this book was. A shapeshifting tome. A chance to be me. The real me, and not the shell of a person you see before you. And now…it’s gone.

What is it exactly that’s wrong with you?
Everything. My face, my body…it’s all wrong. You, you were born a man, and maybe the Gods got that right. Most of the time they do.

You, you were born a woman, and maybe the Gods got that right. Most of the time they do.

In my case, they messed up. Big time. And if they aren’t going to fix their mistake, then I am. But I can’t do this alone.

I understand, and I wanna help.
Thanks. Not everyone does. Some don’t even try. But I’m glad you do. It means a lot.
(Deep Breath, getting composed after tearing up)
But yeah, I guess that’s enough emotional breakdowns for one lifetime. I mean, I’ve come this far, there’s no way I’m giving up now.
We have the tome. What we need is a way to repair it, and you know what? I think I know just the thing!

You can’t give up now.
You think so? I don’t know any more. The book’s in tatters. (pause) But maybe…
(gradually going from sad to excited)
…there’s a way to bring it back! I mean, if necromancers can bring back the dead, who’s to say we can’t bring back one measly little book! You’re a genius!

Let’s look around for something that can repair flesh! But not human flesh, book flesh! Like the kind of spell that will bring trees back to life and stuff!

You’re going to have to. I’m done.
Figures. Everyone I’ve ever known has bailed on me. Why should you be any different.
If you don’t mind I’d like a moment alone.

(suicide route)

 

player gets book/tree healing potion/spell

Yes! This is just what I’m looking for. Add a little clairvoyance to fill in the blanks and presto change-o! One restored spell tome!

We can probably even use this altar to do the spell! Not like ol’ necro-boy here is using it anymore. Give me a second to set it up.

(Humming to self)

Okay, that should do it! I’m warning you though, this is going to be dangerous. So before I try this, I just wanna say one thing.
Every moment of my life I felt trapped. Like I was suffocating in my own skin. All I want, all I’ve ever wanted, is a chance to breathe. Thank you for giving it to me.

You’re welcome.
Aw…man, you’re the best. But no hugs until after we’re done. No point celebrating until we cross the goal line.(Need to change this to a TES reference ugh not used to fantasy right now)

Aren’t you scared?
I’m terrified. But dying doesn’t scare me. Living the rest of my life as someone I’m not, does.
I guess all that’s left now is to cast the spell.

I don’t care.
And I don’t care that you don’t. What you did for me might change my life. Literally.
So you’ll always be a friend in my book. Let’s hope I live to return the favor.

Stop it, you’re making me blush.
If you’re blushing now, wait till you get a load of the real me. Prepare to be wowed.

Here goes.

Spell language abracadabra stuff, gotta research this later.
(may need to add some gamey aspects like with Misha‘s cauldron)

By the gods! It worked! (goes to mirror)
Look at me! I’m…I’m…(breaks down)

Are you gonna be okay?
I’m sorry…I…thank you. Thank you so much.

How do you feel?
I feel like me. The real me. No, I just don’t “feel” like it. I am me! And I couldn’t have done it without you.

I like the old you better.
Ha, well, I hate to disappoint you, but that wasn’t me. That person was never supposed to be.

Don’t thank me, thank the necromancers we killed.
Ha, should we give them names? Seems a shame to just call them Necromancer A and Necromancer B. How about Nekky and Mancy? Sounds about right.

I’m glad. I know this was important to you.
I appreciate it. Not everybody gets it, you know? Some people would hear my story and just assume I was messed up, or crazy. You didn’t.

So what now?
Now? I don’t know. It’s like changing boots to a size that fits you.
I’ve spent all my time thinking about how sore my feet were, I’ve never bothered to think about trying to walk.
Guess I’ll just take it one step at a time, and see where it takes me.

FIN, as they say. Would really like to improve the dialogue options, but this is here just as a base until we learn more about TESVI and whether the protagonist is voiced. I think the cross-dressing and improved facial detail for Fallout 4 would make TESVI a much better option than Skyrim. Definitely gonna be one of the first quests added.

 

 

DREAMER GUY MEETS A GIRL

Do you by any chance know a girl named Lila? Or Lola? I’m not sure.

How can you be not sure?
Well, I’ll tell you, but you have to promise not to laugh. I met her in a dream.

I know both Lola and Lila. In fact, I’ve slept with both of them. (If voiced protag, “I’m afraid she’s dead” might be more realistic)
Ha-ha, very funny. My girl wouldn’t be so promiscuous. She’s a shy one. She told me so in my dream.

Can you describe her for me?
Sure, she had long black hair, and a sort of Elfish face…I’m not really sure, things in Vaermina’s realm can get blurry that way. That’s where we met. In my dream.

Can’t say I have.
Yeah, my theory is she lives somewhere far away, past the Summerset Isles, on the other side of the world. The only reason we met was because we had the same dream.

I’m sorry, that is the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard.
I knew you’d say that. But she’s real. She’s out there, somewhere.

A guy’s gotta have goals. Might as well be meeting an imaginary girlfriend.
It’s the only goal worthwhile. True love.

I’ve heard crazier things.
Exactly! Some people think I’m crazy, but I know what I saw and felt was real.

You’re completely insane.
I’m not crazy, just crazy in love.

 

What we shared, it wasn’t just a dream. It was a connection, made through time and space. That’s why I know it’s my destiny to find her.

 

maybe have the girl be in the Fallout universe