#arcanaeum

[nerevar-quote-and-star]

Urag gro-Shub: Any idiot would know that.

Ancano: I knew that!

Urag gro-Shub: See?

[heljarchens]

[lily-no-lilies]

Have u ever noticed several skulls in the library of the College of Winterhold?

One of them is just laying on top of books' stack...

Looks like this is all that left of noisy students who weren't careful enough with Urag gro-Shub's books.

Best librarian ever 🔥😏📚

[nimthedragonbabe]

What if Skyrim had socials? #1

I've just imagined what it would have been like if mobile phones did existed in Skyrim. Probably the Dragonborn would have been a celebrity haha

Anyway, Nimriel is having fun in the Arcanaeum with Farengar. Special thanks to Urag Gro Shrub: I feel your concern for books, bro.

[dayla-dovahkiin]

“I know full well I’m asking a lot.” Dayla takes a breath, looking around. She has gathered all those who are willing to help her in the Arcanaeum. It feels strange to stand here and talk to them. As if she was offering a lecture. She feels the expectant looks of her listeners and has to focus on not letting the memories take over, not glancing over to the entrance and waiting for Ancano’s silhouette to appear, entering the Arcanaeum regally, like that one time when he would interrogate her about the finding under Saarthal. That time when it all started, somehow. Dayla forces her attention back to the present, to the mages standing in front of her. Ready, at least, to listen to Dayla’s suggestion about how to save the Thalmor who almost destroyed the College.

“It’s dangerous,” she proceeds. “I won’t deny that. And yet, in other circumstances I’d go on my own and try my luck. I wouldn’t risk anyone else’s life. But I need to ask this favor.” Her gaze wanders over to those she has in mind for this task, and the expression on their faces tells Dayla they are quite aware of this.

“If I do it alone, I will most likely fail, and Ancano will have to pay for that.But if you ...”

“If you are willing to take the risk, this mission will be carefully prepared,” Urag steps in, and Dayla realizes he isn’t talking to her, he’s addressing the other mages. “I should have everything we need right here. A little bit of caution, and we can make it perfect.”

He was the first to listen to Dayla’s plan, and he hasn’t even flinched but started to skim through his shelves immediately. You know, the others would simply throw that kind of stuff away, but I always keep it. In an organized way. Even the ones that don’t seem important. But you never know when you will need that information again, and after all, that’s what a library is for, isn’t it? Here it is!

“It can work,” Dayla says and bites her lip. “It’s just I can’t make it work alone.” Somewhat suspicious glances are exchanged. Dayla feels hesitation.

“Please,” she mutters. “I’m afraid we’re running out of time. As I said, I’d do it on my own, but they’d probably discover me before I even reach Markarth. Please. I told you my plan. Will you help me?” Another deep breath. “Will you help Ancano?” next          previous               first

[nerevar-quote-and-star]

Urag gro-Shub, to the apprentices: When I said "this is not going to stay put for more than a day" about the shelf I've just reorganized, that was not a request for an any % speedrun!

[nerevar-quote-and-star]

Onmund: Just saw Brelyna crying in the Arcanaeum for five or six minutes and then her timer went off and she just? Stopped crying? And went right back to work?

Brelyna Maryon: It's called time management.

[nerevar-quote-and-star]

Onmund: The search for truth takes us to dangerous places. Often it takes us to that most dangerous place.

Onmund, running away from Urag gro-Shub: The library.