What Does Aryon Know About the Siege of Odirniran?

I’m still surprised at how effectively Master Aryon managed to forge me into a weapon which only he can yield. I’ve only just recently realized, for example, how much dialog Gothren has for stalling over his decision on naming you Hortator. I never even spoke to Gothren to see if maybe he would consider naming me Hortator of House Telvanni – Aryon told me that I should kill Gothren, so I did, and didn’t even try to find a way out of it.

Usually when I get those sorts of quests, I investigate every angle to try and find any way possible out of killing a character. But not when Aryon gives me those quests. Apparently. Even though Aryon was absolutely correct in this particular case, it is still surprising that I charged in so devoutly and unquestioningly.

I’ve also recently learned that Aryon’s description of the Siege of Odirniran was not exactly the full picture. Aryon informed me that Odirniran was under siege by House Hlaalu and that we needed to assist Mylin Faram, the lord of Odirniran, in repelling the siege. He explained that, for the vision of a stronger and more unified House Telvanni, we needed to send all the houses the message that you could not simply lay siege to a Telvanni tower without dire consequences. If I were to slay the Hlaalu forces, then even minor Telvanni nobles would be safer from the rival houses.

So of course I went straight to Odirniran and slew the Hlaalu forces to a man. It seemed slightly strange that the Hlaalu troops putting Odirniran to siege all appeared to be under-equipped irregulars, but I had never encountered a Hlaalu fighting force so it didn’t give me too much pause.

Not until much later did I learn (via reading about some tangentially related Hlaalu stuff online) that Mylin had actually kidnapped a Hlaalu noble and had her imprisoned in Odirniran to perform experiments on her. Her sisters raised a fighting force to rescue her and bring her back home. This is then the objective of your quest should you join House Hlaalu.

I’ll admit I was a bit shocked by this revelation. If you play House Telvanni, you never hear a peep about any of this. And, honestly, I might not have done the quest (or at least would not have slain every standing Hlaalu in the tower) if I had known. We have three possible reasons for why Aryon did not divulge this information:

  1. He was not aware of all the circumstances surrounding the Siege of Odirniran
  2. He was aware of the situation, but did not feel that the reason for the siege was important or worth mentioning
  3. He was aware of the situation, and deliberately withheld most of the information in order to manipulate me

I’m going to come right out and say that I think #1 is very unlikely. I seriously doubt that Aryon was unaware of the cause for the siege. It is possible, but it doesn’t quite fit his character.

#2 seems like it could be very likely. Aryon’s retainers and servants all speak of him as being very brilliant, but spacey and not very grounded. That’s why they’re there, to take care of mundane matters, freeing him to pursue his lofty and unfettered creativity. This is also strongly suggested by the fate of his foreman working in the lower levels of Tel Vos whilst Aryon was growing his tower. Aryon’s tower kept growing roots deeper and deeper, destroying the construction below about as fast as it was built, and his foreman complained about how Aryon up in his lofty tower didn’t seem to think it was important enough to mention or worry about. Aryon’s further magical experimentation (apparently?) also opened some kind of portal under the tower, which ultimately resulted in daedra being released and killing many of the men his foreman hired. So I can definitely see Aryon being well aware of the kidnapping, and not really thinking that it was important. Indeed, he might not have even thought I’d care to know why he ordered me to Odirniran. My briefing was certainly brief.

#3 also seems pretty likely, alas. I can just as easily see Aryon being fully aware of the situation in Odirniran, and suspecting that if he gave me all the information I might not follow so willingly. He may or may not have even been sympathetic to the Hlaalu involved, but ultimately he decided that the good of House Telvanni was more important than anything else here. He has his vision for a stronger House Telvanni, and that starts with presenting Telvanni as a unified force whose nobles will not fall to siege or invasion by rival houses. If the situation could have been identified earlier, before it came to the siege, perhaps he would have asked me to negotiate the release of the Hlaalu noble. His dealings with the Ashlanders in particular make me believe he would have done this. However, the situation had already spiraled out of hand. Odirniran was under siege, and at that point wrong or right didn’t matter anymore. If the Hlaalu successfully broke the siege, then the might and prestige of Telvanni everywhere would be weakened. Young nobles from rival houses looking to make a name for themselves would be much more likely to consider Telvanni strongholds as targets. And therefore he chose to keep key details to himself, to ensure that I would not hesitate or question my orders.

It is interesting to think about, and certainly gives Master Aryon another dimension that I hadn’t seen before. He’s usually so open, honest, and supportive. And I do still think he is all of those things. Most of the time. But he’s also always pragmatic.

Not much has changed in light of these revelations: I’m still ferociously loyal to Aryon. I kill at a word from him, I would die for him, and would follow him to Oblivion and back. And I still live in Tel Vos and keep all my junk on his floor, even though I actually have my own tower. That’s just how it is!

I guess the Steen and Aryon relationship is some kind of strange mix between “Todd and Bojack” / “Childermass and Norrell. ” Yeah, that sounds about right.

Recursion in Alchemy

Apparently it is always pajama party time in Tel Vos or something. I don’t know why, but whenever I write the scripts for these comics, people end up in their pajamas. I guess it highlights the fact that Steen never leaves Tel Vos and basically lives there. Also, I thought it would be hilarious if Master Aryon wore one of those nightcaps that you always see in cartoons but nobody actually wears anymore.

Right. Recursive alchemy. We’ve all done it, just to see what would happen, of course. And we’ve all taken it to an extreme. By the end of my experiment, my intelligence was astronomically high, and the potions wouldn’t wear off for a kabillion hours or something like that. It was really more of a curse.

I made a strength potion, and it made me super strong! But I was so strong that as soon as I would strike a monster, my katana would break. The monster would die instantly, of course, but I’d have to repair the katana. And as soon as I’d repaired it, some other monster would come by, and bam! One strike later, my trusty katana would be broken again. I was so strong, I could no longer meaningfully interact with objects hewn by mere mortals!

I made a levitation potion. But I would levitate so fast, that gently moving forward would launch me on a complete circuit of the planet in a second. So I couldn’t really move or go anywhere, there was no finesse or control.

I made a personality potion. But then everybody loved me, even bandits, and nobody would ever attack me for any reason so it was very boring. I’d go into some dungeon and all the ne’er-do-wells would look up in glee at my arrival. “Oh my gosh, it’s Steen! Oh wow, she is soooo cool, I want to hang out with her!” Come on, you can’t attack people after that!

Pretty much most of the potions I tried were disasters. But it struck me that shooting your intellect into the stratosphere – shattering your mind by forcing the transcendent awareness of a god into your puny mortal meat brain – sounded like a very Telvanni thing to do.

Morrowind’s Prison-Industrial Complex

I drew a comic based 100% on real, actual (Morrowind) events. I’ve also written a prelude to it because I think those events were hilarious as well. At least everybody in Morrowind is so cynical that nobody even pretends the guards do anything other than participate in an exploitative system that does nothing to deter actual crime.

Steen was tired and beat-up and dusty from trekking all across Morrowind. She was feeling bad about always crashing at Aryon’s place, and besides the local inn was closer, so she went in and asked to get a room for the night. She paid the innkeep 10 golden drakes.

“Alright,” he said, “the room is yours for the day!”

“Cool!”

“To get to your room, you just have to go down the first flight of stairs on your right,”

“Uh-huh”

“Then at the bottom, go 10 doors down, and go through the first door on your left after that,”

“Okay”

“Then, you head down that corridor, and go 10 paces until you get to 3 more doors,”

“Hold on, I think I better be writing this down or something…”

“Then go through the eastern-most door, and immediately turn left,”

“Uhh…”

“Then you will be at the part of the inn we all like to call ‘The Maze'”

“Oh god”

“Go up a half-flight of stairs at the end of the hall, and there will be 5 doors on each wall. Face to the West, and your room is through the door directly in the middle.”

“Is there a room number or something?”

“No room numbers.”

“Can you… can you walk with me to my room?”

“Sorry, no, I gotta stay and keep bar here. Can’t have those ruffians drinking all my sujamma without paying for it!”

Steen followed the directions to the best of her recollection. The inn was HUGE, and all the rooms looked totally identical.

“Well, I’m pretty sure this is the right room. Besides, I don’t think anybody would care if it isn’t, none of these rooms are being used.”

She put down her pack and put on her pajamas. She could feel her eyelids growing heavier at the promise of a nice, soft bed. So soon! She pulled back the covers, and started to crawl into the bed.

“YOUR CRIME HAS BEEN REPORTED!” shouted a guard from somewhere down the hall.

“Huh, I wonder who they’re arresting, I didn’t see anybody else down here”

Suddenly, Steen saw two guards bolting toward her at break-neck speed. They grabbed her and pulled her out of the bed before she could even close her eyes.

“You filthy fetcher! You didn’t pay for this bed! YOUR bed is over there!” the guard gestured at the room next door.

“Well, I think you can see how somebody could make this mistake…” Steen explained, kind of thinking the whole thing was a prank.

“All I see is a mouthy little outlander who thinks she can come to Morrowind without bothering to learn the local customs, and just be a hooligan all day!”

“I… now hang on!”

“Quiet, n’wah!”

“OK look, I’m cooperating, alright? Can I just send a message to Master Aryon? I’m supposed to be gathering ingredients for some experiment of his, and if I’m going to jail he should know about it, so he can plan the experiment around that or something.”

“Master Aryon?? You’re Aryon’s protege??”

“Yeah…”

“Holy shit, that dude is loaded!”

“Can I just send my message…”

“Sit over there, and keep quiet!”

The guards huddled together and spoke in low voices.

“She said she’s running some errand for an experiment, right? Well, if we lock her up and she gets delayed, probably all of Aryon’s… frog tongues or whatever will spoil, and his experiment will be delayed! When he finds out it was all because we arrested his protege, he’ll take it out on us!”

“OK, new plan. Instead of taking her to the clink, we bring to Aryon’s place, and try to ransom her off for some of that sweet, sweet Telvanni gold.”

“Yea, we’d be doing him a favor! But… what if he decides he’d rather blast us into Oblivion than pay up?”

“OK, if it looks like he’s going to blow us up or whatever, then we tell him that we just wanted to escort her home safely, and we’re letting her off with a warning.”

“Got it. Good plan.”

The guards turned back to Steen and raised their voices for her to hear, “Get up Outlander, you’re coming with us!”