Ancano, Thalmor Advisor

Are you quite sure we need to be speaking?

[thalmor-advisor]

Frequently Asked Questions

What can you tell me about the Thalmor?

Now that stability has been established between the Dominion and the Empire, we seek only to help Skyrim. To guide its people through this time of transition, to help lead them to a better future.

What is it you do here?

I am an advisor to the Arch-Mage. The Thalmor wish to promote relations with your College. I am at the Arch-Mage's disposal if he requires advice.

Does the Arch-Mage often ask for advice?

Perhaps not as often as he should. In time, I believe he will be more trusting.

There's a rumor that you're spying for the Thalmor. Any truth to that?

What? Preposterous, and just the sort of thing I would expect from mages who have nothing better to do with their time. I have made it quite clear that my only role here is as an advisor to the Arch-Mage. I would suggest that you not further spread this rumor.

// OOC: You'll never fucking guess who made another blog.

Btw if you kill him he just respawns. He's evil like that. Try not to kill him too much. Constant deaths can be tiring. Feel free to annoy him, though.

[thalmor-advisor]

Yeah like making out with Dark Elves? and being bffs with khajit?

(taking about Ayrenn)

As I said: I do not approve of some of the things she did.

[thalmor-advisor]

Thoughts on Ayrenn Aldermeri?

Queen Ayrenn Arana Aldmeri was an inspiring leader, of course, and was the founder of the First Aldmeri Dominion. She correctly thought that man was too bloodthirsty, short-sighted, and short-lived to rule, and thus thought to establish herself as Empress. I can admire her ambition and cunning, even if I do not agree with all of her views.

[thalmor-advisor]

[there’s a very wet man]

( @two-psijic-monks )

... what?

[two-psijic-monks]

[He’s murmuring to himself, is he a maormer?]

[thalmor-advisor]

[Ancano narrows his eyes, watching him closely.]

[two-psijic-monks]

Ah hello!!! I’m Colaamad, see I’m a little lost, where am I?

[thalmor-advisor]

You are in the College of Winterhold in Skyrim.

[two-psijic-monks]

… I was just here… hey what’s the direction to Vvardenfell?

[thalmor-advisor]

...east.

[two-psijic-monks]

Well, the waves aren’t nice to me today, I’m Colaamad, what’s your name?

[thalmor-advisor]

I am Ancano. Advisor to the Arch-Mage, and representative of the Thalmor.

[two-psijic-monks]

Oh the Thalmor, we don’t like those you’re trying to kill us… though I suppose you’re not doing anything right now.

[thalmor-advisor]

Yes, well, clearly you are mistaken. The Thalmor only wish for the betterment of the world at large.

[two-psijic-monks]

[he blinks] You’re not trying to get rid of the psijic monks! That’s a relief. Armadwe will be so pleased to return here!

[thalmor-advisor]

You're a Psijic?! How many of you are going to bother us? Are you here to spy? I will not stand for any sort of trickery!

[two-psijic-monks]

No I’m not here to spy! I’ve been very clear on my intentions! I’m not a Psijic Eye!

[thalmor-advisor]

Then kindly vacate the premises.

[two-psijic-monks]

I can’t until the waves change! I need to get to Vvardenfell are you not listening!!!!

[thalmor-advisor]

Then stay at the inn.

[archmage-valryn]

Hello, Ancano. …Colaamad?

[thalmor-advisor]

He was just leaving. Weren't you?

[two-psijic-monks]

I can’t leave! The waves aren’t nice yet!!!

How do you know my name… wait that nose! You’re related to Ash aren’t you! You have a Mora nose…

[thalmor-advisor]

Then stay at the inn!

[archmage-valryn]

He’s actually my guest, as a teacher here, I am entitled to them. He can stay where he wants.

And yes, I am related to Ashval, Vara’s my mothrr in another Kalpa.

[thalmor-advisor]

[Ancano rolls his eyes.]

Fine. Have fun dealing with him.

[He walks away.]

[thalmor-advisor]

*makes you smaller than a mouse*

[dragonborn-archmage]

This is just upsetting now. Why are they tormenting you with your height?

[thalmor-advisor]

I do not know. Perhaps they think it is funny. I just want it to stop.

[dragonborn-archmage]

Well, it is a bit funny. I assume you want help?

[thalmor-advisor]

Yes.

[dragonborn-archmage]

Then I advice you to find some before you get crushed.

[thalmor-advisor]

[He glares at her.]

I'll just do it myself, then.

[Ancano casts a spell on himself. He grows slightly bigger, now the size of a rat. He grumbles about how much he hates this.]

[dragonborn-archmage]

Oh, look! You can do it yourself, why would you need my help or anyone's? Good job.

Morgan pats his head.

[thalmor-advisor]

I hate you.

[He casts the spell again. He is now the size of a cat.]

[dragonborn-archmage]

Morgan becomes the size of a mouse.

I hate you too!

[thalmor-advisor]

HA!

[dragonborn-archmage]

Morgan glares at him and prepares a fireball in her hand before she snuff it out. She shouldn't assault him on college grounds.

You are not- I hate you. So much.

[thalmor-advisor]

The feeling is mutual. And I am merely giving you the same treatment you gave me. Reap the consequences of your actions.

[dragonborn-archmage]

Yes, because you're an absolute idiot who used the Eye with little to no knowledge of it beforehand! You killed two members of the college. The consequences of your actions killed my friends! The treatment I give you is well deserved!

[thalmor-advisor]

Have you not figured out why I acted in such a way? I am proof that spending too much time around the Eye of Magnus can make one behave erratically.

[dragonborn-archmage]

That is no excuse for what you did! You probably came here for some knowledge the Thalmor could use and we happened to stumble across the perfect object for it. Your madness that followed your exposure to the eye is no excuse for your behaviour.

[thalmor-advisor]

[He sneers.]

I only want what is best for the world. Not that I would expect a manmer to understand that.

[dragonborn-archmage]

"Best for the world" meaning your stupid, puny dominion. Which you will retailiate with that "it is so great and everyone loves it".

Morgan says in a mocking tone.

You've always been an ignorant and arrogant fool, Ancano. It's no wonder the thalmor had no trouble making you fall for their propaganda.

[thalmor-advisor]

>:(

You had best watch your back, Arch-Mage. One of these days, that mouth of yours will get yourself killed.

[dragonborn-archmage]

Are you threatening me, Ancano?

[thalmor-advisor]

Of course not. I am merely warning you that your actions have consequences.

[dragonborn-archmage]

Morgan crosses her arms.

Like what? Are you gonna go to Elenwen and cry about some breton mage who was mean to you?

[thalmor-advisor]

Of course not. But I may have to report you for speaking ill of the Aldmeri Dominion. What happens after that is not up to me.

[dragonborn-archmage]

So you are going to Elenwen to cry about me. You could have just said yes. But thank you for the warning, I will keep that in mind.

[thalmor-advisor]

You are even dumber than I thought if you think reporting you is the same as crying.

[dragonborn-archmage]

Because that it is what it sounds like. I am just making a comparison, I don't think you are literally crying to Elenwen but I would like to imagine you are. It wouldn't surprise me if you did cry because I "insulted" your dominion.

[thalmor-advisor]

We are done here.

[Ancano stalks away, which takes a while due to his size.]

[thalmor-advisor]

*makes you smaller than a mouse*

[dragonborn-archmage]

This is just upsetting now. Why are they tormenting you with your height?

[thalmor-advisor]

I do not know. Perhaps they think it is funny. I just want it to stop.

[dragonborn-archmage]

Well, it is a bit funny. I assume you want help?

[thalmor-advisor]

Yes.

[dragonborn-archmage]

Then I advice you to find some before you get crushed.

[thalmor-advisor]

[He glares at her.]

I'll just do it myself, then.

[Ancano casts a spell on himself. He grows slightly bigger, now the size of a rat. He grumbles about how much he hates this.]

[dragonborn-archmage]

Oh, look! You can do it yourself, why would you need my help or anyone's? Good job.

Morgan pats his head.

[thalmor-advisor]

I hate you.

[He casts the spell again. He is now the size of a cat.]

[dragonborn-archmage]

Morgan becomes the size of a mouse.

I hate you too!

[thalmor-advisor]

HA!

[dragonborn-archmage]

Morgan glares at him and prepares a fireball in her hand before she snuff it out. She shouldn't assault him on college grounds.

You are not- I hate you. So much.

[thalmor-advisor]

The feeling is mutual. And I am merely giving you the same treatment you gave me. Reap the consequences of your actions.

[dragonborn-archmage]

Yes, because you're an absolute idiot who used the Eye with little to no knowledge of it beforehand! You killed two members of the college. The consequences of your actions killed my friends! The treatment I give you is well deserved!

[thalmor-advisor]

Have you not figured out why I acted in such a way? I am proof that spending too much time around the Eye of Magnus can make one behave erratically.

[dragonborn-archmage]

That is no excuse for what you did! You probably came here for some knowledge the Thalmor could use and we happened to stumble across the perfect object for it. Your madness that followed your exposure to the eye is no excuse for your behaviour.

[thalmor-advisor]

[He sneers.]

I only want what is best for the world. Not that I would expect a manmer to understand that.

[dragonborn-archmage]

"Best for the world" meaning your stupid, puny dominion. Which you will retailiate with that "it is so great and everyone loves it".

Morgan says in a mocking tone.

You've always been an ignorant and arrogant fool, Ancano. It's no wonder the thalmor had no trouble making you fall for their propaganda.

[thalmor-advisor]

>:(

You had best watch your back, Arch-Mage. One of these days, that mouth of yours will get yourself killed.

[dragonborn-archmage]

Are you threatening me, Ancano?

[thalmor-advisor]

Of course not. I am merely warning you that your actions have consequences.

[dragonborn-archmage]

Morgan crosses her arms.

Like what? Are you gonna go to Elenwen and cry about some breton mage who was mean to you?

[thalmor-advisor]

Of course not. But I may have to report you for speaking ill of the Aldmeri Dominion. What happens after that is not up to me.

[dragonborn-archmage]

So you are going to Elenwen to cry about me. You could have just said yes. But thank you for the warning, I will keep that in mind.

[thalmor-advisor]

You are even dumber than I thought if you think reporting you is the same as crying.

[thalmor-advisor]

*makes you smaller than a mouse*

[dragonborn-archmage]

This is just upsetting now. Why are they tormenting you with your height?

[thalmor-advisor]

I do not know. Perhaps they think it is funny. I just want it to stop.

[dragonborn-archmage]

Well, it is a bit funny. I assume you want help?

[thalmor-advisor]

Yes.

[dragonborn-archmage]

Then I advice you to find some before you get crushed.

[thalmor-advisor]

[He glares at her.]

I'll just do it myself, then.

[Ancano casts a spell on himself. He grows slightly bigger, now the size of a rat. He grumbles about how much he hates this.]

[dragonborn-archmage]

Oh, look! You can do it yourself, why would you need my help or anyone's? Good job.

Morgan pats his head.

[thalmor-advisor]

I hate you.

[He casts the spell again. He is now the size of a cat.]

[dragonborn-archmage]

Morgan becomes the size of a mouse.

I hate you too!

[thalmor-advisor]

HA!

[dragonborn-archmage]

Morgan glares at him and prepares a fireball in her hand before she snuff it out. She shouldn't assault him on college grounds.

You are not- I hate you. So much.

[thalmor-advisor]

The feeling is mutual. And I am merely giving you the same treatment you gave me. Reap the consequences of your actions.

[dragonborn-archmage]

Yes, because you're an absolute idiot who used the Eye with little to no knowledge of it beforehand! You killed two members of the college. The consequences of your actions killed my friends! The treatment I give you is well deserved!

[thalmor-advisor]

Have you not figured out why I acted in such a way? I am proof that spending too much time around the Eye of Magnus can make one behave erratically.

[dragonborn-archmage]

That is no excuse for what you did! You probably came here for some knowledge the Thalmor could use and we happened to stumble across the perfect object for it. Your madness that followed your exposure to the eye is no excuse for your behaviour.

[thalmor-advisor]

[He sneers.]

I only want what is best for the world. Not that I would expect a manmer to understand that.

[dragonborn-archmage]

"Best for the world" meaning your stupid, puny dominion. Which you will retailiate with that "it is so great and everyone loves it".

Morgan says in a mocking tone.

You've always been an ignorant and arrogant fool, Ancano. It's no wonder the thalmor had no trouble making you fall for their propaganda.

[thalmor-advisor]

>:(

You had best watch your back, Arch-Mage. One of these days, that mouth of yours will get yourself killed.

[dragonborn-archmage]

Are you threatening me, Ancano?

[thalmor-advisor]

Of course not. I am merely warning you that your actions have consequences.

[dragonborn-archmage]

Morgan crosses her arms.

Like what? Are you gonna go to Elenwen and cry about some breton mage who was mean to you?

[thalmor-advisor]

Of course not. But I may have to report you for speaking ill of the Aldmeri Dominion. What happens after that is not up to me.

[thalmor-advisor]

*makes you smaller than a mouse*

[dragonborn-archmage]

This is just upsetting now. Why are they tormenting you with your height?

[thalmor-advisor]

I do not know. Perhaps they think it is funny. I just want it to stop.

[dragonborn-archmage]

Well, it is a bit funny. I assume you want help?

[thalmor-advisor]

Yes.

[dragonborn-archmage]

Then I advice you to find some before you get crushed.

[thalmor-advisor]

[He glares at her.]

I'll just do it myself, then.

[Ancano casts a spell on himself. He grows slightly bigger, now the size of a rat. He grumbles about how much he hates this.]

[dragonborn-archmage]

Oh, look! You can do it yourself, why would you need my help or anyone's? Good job.

Morgan pats his head.

[thalmor-advisor]

I hate you.

[He casts the spell again. He is now the size of a cat.]

[dragonborn-archmage]

Morgan becomes the size of a mouse.

I hate you too!

[thalmor-advisor]

HA!

[dragonborn-archmage]

Morgan glares at him and prepares a fireball in her hand before she snuff it out. She shouldn't assault him on college grounds.

You are not- I hate you. So much.

[thalmor-advisor]

The feeling is mutual. And I am merely giving you the same treatment you gave me. Reap the consequences of your actions.

[dragonborn-archmage]

Yes, because you're an absolute idiot who used the Eye with little to no knowledge of it beforehand! You killed two members of the college. The consequences of your actions killed my friends! The treatment I give you is well deserved!

[thalmor-advisor]

Have you not figured out why I acted in such a way? I am proof that spending too much time around the Eye of Magnus can make one behave erratically.

[dragonborn-archmage]

That is no excuse for what you did! You probably came here for some knowledge the Thalmor could use and we happened to stumble across the perfect object for it. Your madness that followed your exposure to the eye is no excuse for your behaviour.

[thalmor-advisor]

[He sneers.]

I only want what is best for the world. Not that I would expect a manmer to understand that.

[dragonborn-archmage]

"Best for the world" meaning your stupid, puny dominion. Which you will retailiate with that "it is so great and everyone loves it".

Morgan says in a mocking tone.

You've always been an ignorant and arrogant fool, Ancano. It's no wonder the thalmor had no trouble making you fall for their propaganda.

[thalmor-advisor]

>:(

You had best watch your back, Arch-Mage. One of these days, that mouth of yours will get yourself killed.

[dragonborn-archmage]

Are you threatening me, Ancano?

[thalmor-advisor]

Of course not. I am merely warning you that your actions have consequences.

[thalmor-advisor]

*makes you smaller than a mouse*

[nurcie-selaethyl]

Nurcie looked on in Horror. "Arcano! Damn it, Let's get you off the floor." She muttered before approching with soft steps as to not shake the ground. She kneeled next to him and offered her hand like last time.

[thalmor-advisor]

[He climbs onto her hand and grumbles something under his breath.]

[nurcie-selaethyl]

Nurice stands carefully before brining him over to a table. "Are you hungry? I'm curious if your size change effects your appetite. I would assume so." She told him.

[thalmor-advisor]

No, I'm not hungry. Merely upset that this keeps happening.

[nurcie-selaethyl]

She nodded. "I bet, Are you insecure about you're height? That's my best theory as for why they're using this." She asked.

[thalmor-advisor]

I am not. I am normally a perfectly respectable height.

[thalmor-advisor]

*makes you smaller than a mouse*

[dragonborn-archmage]

This is just upsetting now. Why are they tormenting you with your height?

[thalmor-advisor]

I do not know. Perhaps they think it is funny. I just want it to stop.

[dragonborn-archmage]

Well, it is a bit funny. I assume you want help?

[thalmor-advisor]

Yes.

[dragonborn-archmage]

Then I advice you to find some before you get crushed.

[thalmor-advisor]

[He glares at her.]

I'll just do it myself, then.

[Ancano casts a spell on himself. He grows slightly bigger, now the size of a rat. He grumbles about how much he hates this.]

[dragonborn-archmage]

Oh, look! You can do it yourself, why would you need my help or anyone's? Good job.

Morgan pats his head.

[thalmor-advisor]

I hate you.

[He casts the spell again. He is now the size of a cat.]

[dragonborn-archmage]

Morgan becomes the size of a mouse.

I hate you too!

[thalmor-advisor]

HA!

[dragonborn-archmage]

Morgan glares at him and prepares a fireball in her hand before she snuff it out. She shouldn't assault him on college grounds.

You are not- I hate you. So much.

[thalmor-advisor]

The feeling is mutual. And I am merely giving you the same treatment you gave me. Reap the consequences of your actions.

[dragonborn-archmage]

Yes, because you're an absolute idiot who used the Eye with little to no knowledge of it beforehand! You killed two members of the college. The consequences of your actions killed my friends! The treatment I give you is well deserved!

[thalmor-advisor]

Have you not figured out why I acted in such a way? I am proof that spending too much time around the Eye of Magnus can make one behave erratically.

[dragonborn-archmage]

That is no excuse for what you did! You probably came here for some knowledge the Thalmor could use and we happened to stumble across the perfect object for it. Your madness that followed your exposure to the eye is no excuse for your behaviour.

[thalmor-advisor]

[He sneers.]

I only want what is best for the world. Not that I would expect a manmer to understand that.

[dragonborn-archmage]

"Best for the world" meaning your stupid, puny dominion. Which you will retailiate with that "it is so great and everyone loves it".

Morgan says in a mocking tone.

You've always been an ignorant and arrogant fool, Ancano. It's no wonder the thalmor had no trouble making you fall for their propaganda.

[thalmor-advisor]

>:(

You had best watch your back, Arch-Mage. One of these days, that mouth of yours will get yourself killed.

[thalmor-advisor]

*makes you smaller than a mouse*

[dragonborn-archmage]

This is just upsetting now. Why are they tormenting you with your height?

[thalmor-advisor]

I do not know. Perhaps they think it is funny. I just want it to stop.

[dragonborn-archmage]

Well, it is a bit funny. I assume you want help?

[thalmor-advisor]

Yes.

[dragonborn-archmage]

Then I advice you to find some before you get crushed.

[thalmor-advisor]

[He glares at her.]

I'll just do it myself, then.

[Ancano casts a spell on himself. He grows slightly bigger, now the size of a rat. He grumbles about how much he hates this.]

[dragonborn-archmage]

Oh, look! You can do it yourself, why would you need my help or anyone's? Good job.

Morgan pats his head.

[thalmor-advisor]

I hate you.

[He casts the spell again. He is now the size of a cat.]

[dragonborn-archmage]

Morgan becomes the size of a mouse.

I hate you too!

[thalmor-advisor]

HA!

[dragonborn-archmage]

Morgan glares at him and prepares a fireball in her hand before she snuff it out. She shouldn't assault him on college grounds.

You are not- I hate you. So much.

[thalmor-advisor]

The feeling is mutual. And I am merely giving you the same treatment you gave me. Reap the consequences of your actions.

[dragonborn-archmage]

Yes, because you're an absolute idiot who used the Eye with little to no knowledge of it beforehand! You killed two members of the college. The consequences of your actions killed my friends! The treatment I give you is well deserved!

[thalmor-advisor]

Have you not figured out why I acted in such a way? I am proof that spending too much time around the Eye of Magnus can make one behave erratically.

[dragonborn-archmage]

That is no excuse for what you did! You probably came here for some knowledge the Thalmor could use and we happened to stumble across the perfect object for it. Your madness that followed your exposure to the eye is no excuse for your behaviour.

[thalmor-advisor]

[He sneers.]

I only want what is best for the world. Not that I would expect a manmer to understand that.

[thalmor-advisor]

[there’s a very wet man]

( @two-psijic-monks )

... what?

[two-psijic-monks]

[He’s murmuring to himself, is he a maormer?]

[thalmor-advisor]

[Ancano narrows his eyes, watching him closely.]

[two-psijic-monks]

Ah hello!!! I’m Colaamad, see I’m a little lost, where am I?

[thalmor-advisor]

You are in the College of Winterhold in Skyrim.

[two-psijic-monks]

… I was just here… hey what’s the direction to Vvardenfell?

[thalmor-advisor]

...east.

[two-psijic-monks]

Well, the waves aren’t nice to me today, I’m Colaamad, what’s your name?

[thalmor-advisor]

I am Ancano. Advisor to the Arch-Mage, and representative of the Thalmor.

[two-psijic-monks]

Oh the Thalmor, we don’t like those you’re trying to kill us… though I suppose you’re not doing anything right now.

[thalmor-advisor]

Yes, well, clearly you are mistaken. The Thalmor only wish for the betterment of the world at large.

[two-psijic-monks]

[he blinks] You’re not trying to get rid of the psijic monks! That’s a relief. Armadwe will be so pleased to return here!

[thalmor-advisor]

You're a Psijic?! How many of you are going to bother us? Are you here to spy? I will not stand for any sort of trickery!

[two-psijic-monks]

No I’m not here to spy! I’ve been very clear on my intentions! I’m not a Psijic Eye!

[thalmor-advisor]

Then kindly vacate the premises.

[two-psijic-monks]

I can’t until the waves change! I need to get to Vvardenfell are you not listening!!!!

[thalmor-advisor]

Then stay at the inn.

[archmage-valryn]

Hello, Ancano. …Colaamad?

[thalmor-advisor]

He was just leaving. Weren't you?

[two-psijic-monks]

I can’t leave! The waves aren’t nice yet!!!

How do you know my name… wait that nose! You’re related to Ash aren’t you! You have a Mora nose…

[thalmor-advisor]

Then stay at the inn!

[thalmor-advisor]

[there’s a very wet man]

( @two-psijic-monks )

... what?

[two-psijic-monks]

[He’s murmuring to himself, is he a maormer?]

[thalmor-advisor]

[Ancano narrows his eyes, watching him closely.]

[two-psijic-monks]

Ah hello!!! I’m Colaamad, see I’m a little lost, where am I?

[thalmor-advisor]

You are in the College of Winterhold in Skyrim.

[two-psijic-monks]

… I was just here… hey what’s the direction to Vvardenfell?

[thalmor-advisor]

...east.

[two-psijic-monks]

Well, the waves aren’t nice to me today, I’m Colaamad, what’s your name?

[thalmor-advisor]

I am Ancano. Advisor to the Arch-Mage, and representative of the Thalmor.

[two-psijic-monks]

Oh the Thalmor, we don’t like those you’re trying to kill us… though I suppose you’re not doing anything right now.

[thalmor-advisor]

Yes, well, clearly you are mistaken. The Thalmor only wish for the betterment of the world at large.

[two-psijic-monks]

[he blinks] You’re not trying to get rid of the psijic monks! That’s a relief. Armadwe will be so pleased to return here!

[thalmor-advisor]

You're a Psijic?! How many of you are going to bother us? Are you here to spy? I will not stand for any sort of trickery!

[two-psijic-monks]

No I’m not here to spy! I’ve been very clear on my intentions! I’m not a Psijic Eye!

[thalmor-advisor]

Then kindly vacate the premises.

[two-psijic-monks]

I can’t until the waves change! I need to get to Vvardenfell are you not listening!!!!

[thalmor-advisor]

Then stay at the inn.

[archmage-valryn]

Hello, Ancano. …Colaamad?

[thalmor-advisor]

He was just leaving. Weren't you?

[thalmor-advisor]

*makes you smaller than a mouse*

[dragonborn-archmage]

This is just upsetting now. Why are they tormenting you with your height?

[thalmor-advisor]

I do not know. Perhaps they think it is funny. I just want it to stop.

[dragonborn-archmage]

Well, it is a bit funny. I assume you want help?

[thalmor-advisor]

Yes.

[dragonborn-archmage]

Then I advice you to find some before you get crushed.

[thalmor-advisor]

[He glares at her.]

I'll just do it myself, then.

[Ancano casts a spell on himself. He grows slightly bigger, now the size of a rat. He grumbles about how much he hates this.]

[dragonborn-archmage]

Oh, look! You can do it yourself, why would you need my help or anyone's? Good job.

Morgan pats his head.

[thalmor-advisor]

I hate you.

[He casts the spell again. He is now the size of a cat.]

[dragonborn-archmage]

Morgan becomes the size of a mouse.

I hate you too!

[thalmor-advisor]

HA!

[dragonborn-archmage]

Morgan glares at him and prepares a fireball in her hand before she snuff it out. She shouldn't assault him on college grounds.

You are not- I hate you. So much.

[thalmor-advisor]

The feeling is mutual. And I am merely giving you the same treatment you gave me. Reap the consequences of your actions.

[dragonborn-archmage]

Yes, because you're an absolute idiot who used the Eye with little to no knowledge of it beforehand! You killed two members of the college. The consequences of your actions killed my friends! The treatment I give you is well deserved!

[thalmor-advisor]

Have you not figured out why I acted in such a way? I am proof that spending too much time around the Eye of Magnus can make one behave erratically.

[thalmor-advisor]

*makes you smaller than a mouse*

[dragonborn-archmage]

This is just upsetting now. Why are they tormenting you with your height?

[thalmor-advisor]

I do not know. Perhaps they think it is funny. I just want it to stop.

[dragonborn-archmage]

Well, it is a bit funny. I assume you want help?

[thalmor-advisor]

Yes.

[dragonborn-archmage]

Then I advice you to find some before you get crushed.

[thalmor-advisor]

[He glares at her.]

I'll just do it myself, then.

[Ancano casts a spell on himself. He grows slightly bigger, now the size of a rat. He grumbles about how much he hates this.]

[dragonborn-archmage]

Oh, look! You can do it yourself, why would you need my help or anyone's? Good job.

Morgan pats his head.

[thalmor-advisor]

I hate you.

[He casts the spell again. He is now the size of a cat.]

[dragonborn-archmage]

Morgan becomes the size of a mouse.

I hate you too!

[thalmor-advisor]

HA!

[dragonborn-archmage]

Morgan glares at him and prepares a fireball in her hand before she snuff it out. She shouldn't assault him on college grounds.

You are not- I hate you. So much.

[thalmor-advisor]

The feeling is mutual. And I am merely giving you the same treatment you gave me. Reap the consequences of your actions.

[thalmor-advisor]

[there’s a very wet man]

( @two-psijic-monks )

... what?

[two-psijic-monks]

[He’s murmuring to himself, is he a maormer?]

[thalmor-advisor]

[Ancano narrows his eyes, watching him closely.]

[two-psijic-monks]

Ah hello!!! I’m Colaamad, see I’m a little lost, where am I?

[thalmor-advisor]

You are in the College of Winterhold in Skyrim.

[two-psijic-monks]

… I was just here… hey what’s the direction to Vvardenfell?

[thalmor-advisor]

...east.

[two-psijic-monks]

Well, the waves aren’t nice to me today, I’m Colaamad, what’s your name?

[thalmor-advisor]

I am Ancano. Advisor to the Arch-Mage, and representative of the Thalmor.

[two-psijic-monks]

Oh the Thalmor, we don’t like those you’re trying to kill us… though I suppose you’re not doing anything right now.

[thalmor-advisor]

Yes, well, clearly you are mistaken. The Thalmor only wish for the betterment of the world at large.

[two-psijic-monks]

[he blinks] You’re not trying to get rid of the psijic monks! That’s a relief. Armadwe will be so pleased to return here!

[thalmor-advisor]

You're a Psijic?! How many of you are going to bother us? Are you here to spy? I will not stand for any sort of trickery!

[two-psijic-monks]

No I’m not here to spy! I’ve been very clear on my intentions! I’m not a Psijic Eye!

[thalmor-advisor]

Then kindly vacate the premises.

[two-psijic-monks]

I can’t until the waves change! I need to get to Vvardenfell are you not listening!!!!

[thalmor-advisor]

Then stay at the inn.

[thalmor-advisor]

*makes you smaller than a mouse*

[nurcie-selaethyl]

Nurcie looked on in Horror. "Arcano! Damn it, Let's get you off the floor." She muttered before approching with soft steps as to not shake the ground. She kneeled next to him and offered her hand like last time.

[thalmor-advisor]

[He climbs onto her hand and grumbles something under his breath.]

[nurcie-selaethyl]

Nurice stands carefully before brining him over to a table. "Are you hungry? I'm curious if your size change effects your appetite. I would assume so." She told him.

[thalmor-advisor]

No, I'm not hungry. Merely upset that this keeps happening.