What was an Arch Wizard?

In this world, Arch Wizard arevthe real powerhouses, their title represents wealth and authority, but before any of that, it represents personal strength.

An Arch Wizard in any school of magic can turn the tides of strategic or political battlefields with only making appearance.

An Arch Conjuration Wizard can summon a small army, and can afford to fight along side it and keep its numbers.

An Arch Destruction Wizard is akin to a natural disaster, stuff turn into cinder in his path.

An Arch Alteration Wizard can manipulate, protect and do all incomprehensible magics.

An Arch Illusion Wizard can put a city to sleep or make it disappear.

An Arch Restoration Wizard can aid an army of mortals to do his bidding or destroy hords of undead.

And right in front of them was a younger who was the successor of one, not just his background was scary, his magical and martial prowesses are beyond his age.

This identity revealing made those who had ill intent towards Jon chase away these ideas as if they chase away rats.

Now they were pitying the fools who made things difficult for him.

Everyone was looking at the remaining two boys of team 'Wolf Fangs', Jon was also looking at them with his newly developed sadistic smile.

The two were in distress, going against that mad dog after what their sponsor has done is a suicidal idea, the other problem was if they surrounded in this fight without their sponsor's approval, they might get no money, and people will brand them as cowards.

Skadi on the other hand was witnessing a scary side of her long lost nephew, the innocent looking Bjorna was reliving a truma, but Svidi who witnessed Jon's wrath before wasn't surprised.

At the VIP area, hurried footsteps could be heard from the back stairs, who appeared was the supposed to be hero who would bring justice to the oppressed team, High King Torygg, followed by Erikur, a Thane and an owner of a large gambling business.

"Told you to stop yapping about worthless stuff, let's catch the first match befo...." Torygg was trying to look as much dignified as possible while trying not to start running, yet he halted.

"My king, I bet the match has already finished." Thane Erikur said, "Team 'Wolf Fangs' is.... WHAT IN OBLIVION IS THAT?"

Normally everyone would stand up for the king, yet no one was giving a skeever's butt about who just came in, As Torygg entered and noticed that he followed the line of sight of the spectators and halted his speech, Erikur who followed few steps behind did the same but with a different reaction.

Torygg wanted to ask but he looked at the benches and found a place between Elisif and Jarl Idgrod, he sat and closed to Elisif, "Eli, Eli, What's going on?" He whispered.

"Shut up now." Elisif the gentle woman who looks away when there is violence and hates the arena was so focused that she shooed away her king and husband with here hand.

Torygg was shocked but the scene on the arena was too mysterious so he won't think about her action, he looked at Jarl Idgrod, "Jarl Idgrod did..." He was about to say something.

"After the match, we need to talk." She interrupted him without pity, he finally understood that he messed somewhere.

Falk Firebeard the good steward didn't want his king to look clueless so he approached him from behind and whispered about the events and highlighted Erikur's scheme.

During this, Torygg expressions were smiling then wondering the taken aback then wowing and finally glaring at Erikur.

Erikur on the other hand was breathing flames from the sight in front of him, his team of juniors that he gathered and honed was crushed singlehandedly by Jon in an unsightly manner.

Jon's arrogant appearance added to the flame and he was reaching the limits.

Jon was watching what's going on in the VIP with half of his eyes, his focus was still on the two opponents that didn't want to go up.

He was starting to get bored as the more he waited, the more he started to cool down.

He suddenly had an idea and stood up, "I see that this is going to end quickly with nothing we can call a fight. So, I came up with something." He talked to the opponents, "I'll give you guys a good chance, I won't use magic against you or even a weapon, furthermore I'll take you on both at the same time."

The crowd came into another uproar, this was going to be interpreting.

The last two opponents started thinking about it, they have a better chance but that could be a trap, and if thwy lost it would be unsightly.

Jon wasn't afraid of anything, Erikur was dirty yet he wasn't the same Erikur from the game who owned half Solitude, he's wealthy but can be put down. Jon winning this tournament is already a good enough setback for Erikur.

Erikur looked at the two and signaled for them to move, he was thinking 'After getting this far, don't think of walking out of it alive, your head alone let alone the rest of you team worth three quarters of the bets.'

The last two were brothers, they both used spears.

Jon walked away from the chair and the three unconscious fellows around it, as be stoped he was already facing the other two together.

This match has already gone up and beyond the rules, it was rigged yet for some reason, everyone was satisfied with the way it headed. Except, of course, for those who were losing money.

The round started and the two didn't rush like the othes but chose to take the sides and planned to pincer attack like that.

Jon wasn't showing any expressions but took an open hand stance and made the same posture from his last bare-handed match against Argir, all the experts around the arina longed to see that style once again.

First spear came to Jon from his left, Jon guided it away with his left hand and rotated himself under the spear with a kick to the opponent on the left.

The kick landed and the opponent felt its weight and power, even though he was protected by armor, the pain went through vividly.

Next attack came at Jon from the front but Jon avoid aside and didn't counter, the opponent stabbed again and again but Jon was only jumbing left and right nimble.

Few people noticed what's wrong, Jon was avoiding while advancing, his opponent was attacking while retreating, this was another level of dominance in the eyes of some experts.

Once Jon approached enough, he held the spear and pulled the opponent closer with it, after that it was a kick buffet.

Jon trained himself in martial arts from his memories of movies, his techniques were vere showy and had a stylish manner, especially the slabbing coming going kicks on his opponent's face made the crowd feel excited.

The first opponent who was recovering from the strong kick stood and charged at Jon, Jon was keeping an eye on him all the time though.

Jon held the opponent under his mercy from his legs and swung him two circles then launched him at the opponent who was starting to charge.

That scene was supposed to be seen in an inn brawl but it was all good and fine for the hyped spectators, the other opponent on the other hand saw the unsightly disfigured face of his brother and sank into despair, he barley could avoid the brother he grew up with with a hair's width.

Concealed behind his brother who flied to the rest od unconscious team was a kick from Jon, he took received on the it and lost his helmet and an spear in the process.

After getting some balance he wanted to hurry away to the his team's test place, he now was only thinking of a sheild.

Jon saw his opponent running away to his chair's area, he was making this view carefully an finally gathered four foes around the chair, he couldn't let anyone ruin his artistic work.

Jon looked around and all he could find was a spear, an iron helmet, some teeth and blood.

He found a good idea and backed down few steps, looked at his opponent, and ran few steps then kicked something.

The helmet on the ground was kicked like a soccer ball towards the running opponent's head. it collided with a crashing sound and made the opponent crush the ground face-on.

He was just beside his teammates.

Jon snorted and looked proud with his handiwork, all he regreted was that no one caught that on camera, he would definitely show it to Nurina.

He walked slowly to the chair in the middle of the five victims of his, rested his two feet over Igvor's body and made an arrogant appearance once again.

He then looked at the judge and waved his hand.

The judge didn't know what to do, he looked at Viarmo but Viarmo hasn't spoken for sometime now and only shrugged his shoulders then pointed to Torygg.

Torygg saw that an was thinking what to say but Elisif has already moved, she looked at the judge and nodded.

This was the approval of Lady Elisif in the presence of the High King, which meant its from the High King, the judge cleared his throat and shouted "The winner is team 'White Wolves'."

The people reaction to these words was perfect, they cheered and made all sort of weird winning poses, most of them were the people who came in with Jon.

Jon however kept sitting on the chair and looked with no expression to the VIP seats, he still isn't done.

Erikur was going mad from what happened, he lost a huge amount of money and two years of hardworking and planning were erased just like that, this hateful youngster and this naive Lady Elisif were ganging up on him.

Idgrod Ravencrone Jarl of Morthal gave Torygg and earful of words about how he was easily manipulated by Erikur and how the poor boy in the arena fought for justice that he should have served.

Torygg wanted to find a hole and bury himself, Idgrod was one of the Jarls he can't retort at.

He hurriedly summoned Captain Aldis and ordered that Jon Battle-Born and Wulfur would be set free and added three gifts from his personal armory.

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That was quite the fun, I was a bit angry but it all went well.

Unlike other places, Skyrim values boldness and honor, if I did what I did in High Rock, I don't think I would have survived with it.

Wulfur and Battle-Born came out ready to play a match to find that the party was already over. Still, having three gifts from the king was a good gain. three scaled upper body armor like the ones in the game, enchanted with 'Resist Magic'.

This is light, flexible and sturdy, I took a liking to it right away, and I'll wear it from the next match.

Skadi told me she would take care of Erikur if he made trouble, I started telling her about his plan to monopolize business in Solitude, and said its from a valid source.

She assured me that her clan will overthrow him from the king's court in no time, that's a piece of mind to me, by the times the dragons return, he'll be a very annoying personality in Solitude. He also is making business with the Thalmor, I made sure to tell that to Skadi.

Next matches were as follows; team 'Great Bear' vs team 'Stormcloaks', the 'Stormcloaks' won. this team has the very First NPC the players talks to in the game, Ralof of Riverwood. Uet these two teams came from thecsame city and sponsored by Ulfric.

'Companions second team' led by Vilkas vs team 'White Plains' of Whiterun, the Companions won.

team 'Warmaidens' of Whiterun sponsored by the biggest weapons shop in Whiterun and the team was full girls team led by Lidya herself, they went against team 'Golden City' of Markarth and won a glorious match. Getting the chance to see the young Lidya was amazing, I really am interested in my most basic NPC follower background.

'Golden Swords' led by Argir and sponsored by Torygg went against 'Companions first team' led by Farkas. it was a heated match but Argir won after a long clash with Farkas.

Team 'Snow Bears' of Windhelm vs team 'Crossed Daggers' of Riften, team 'Snow Bears' won. Now Big Bad Ulfric has two teams in the quarter finals.

Disappointingly enough team 'Arcana Wisdom' of the College went against team 'Black Snow' of the Black-Briar and Snow-Shod clans. The college made a show of power and won with a style.

That was the end of the day to me, I went straight to the inn and wanted to jump into bed, yet someone knocked on my door.

"You have a guest." The inn girl informed me and I went down with her.

Who was waiting for me was Rusning, he stood and said "Follow me out."

Outside the inn he stopped and faced me.

"Someone came for me and offered me a handsome amount of money for your head." He said.

"You should have taken the money." I said as if I am joking, but this was really serious.

"I did." He said, "But only half, I'll receive the other half once the deed is done."

"Oh!" I narrowed my eyes and said, "And what are you planning to do?"

"You killed those three from few days ago right? this boy will kerp sending people after you, why don't you do something about him?" Rusning said and smiled.

"So, What's the plan?"