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Jo'akora

The Dragonmage

Scribed by J'zargo and Dro'amoreth

"Sometimes, knowing the right spell in a battle can be the difference between roasting your enemy alive or giving them a daedric battleaxe."

-Jo'akora

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A notable individual in the turning of the Fourth era, Jo'akora the Dragonmage is a fierce combatant if engaged. Standing about six and a third feet in height, generally clad in armour made of Dragon Bone that he crafted himself. Arguably one of the finest smiths in Skyrim, Jo'akora can craft Daedric weapons without needing a Sigil Stone. Also a powerful mage, Jo'akora stands as the Archmage of Winterhold, with this one taking his place when he is away.

J'zargo (23) will admit, when he first saw Jo'akora walk in, he was not impressed. He did not commend himself to others by stature, standing in a semi-crouch, as if ready to run at any time. J'zargo actually thought he was a thief at first. However, after our first lesson under Tolfdir, where the Khajiit practically learned a new spell on the spot, J'zargo began to wonder. In short order, we went off to Sarthaal, where they found something deep in the tomb, a relic the College dubbed "The Eye of Magnus". J'zargo never much liked this name. Immediately upon our return, Jo'akora was interested in meeting this one. Even though J'zargo thought him a nobody at the time, he still found it incredibly flattering. J'zargo asked if he would mind testing some scrolls in a dungeon or vampire lair and he immediately accepted. This one was not expecting that and wished he could take back his words as he had not had time to proof-read them. But Jo'akora seemed so eager to help, J'zargo could not refuse.

To actually be completely honest, J'zargo went and waited up aloft one of the parapets, waiting for his return. When this one saw him trudging up the walk, he went down to wait in his (Jo'akora's) room. When he came in, J'zargo was

excited to see him and Jo'akora seemed fine. It was then J'zargo noted the singed fur. Evidently, they had exploded. Still, J'zargo was grateful and not really surprised when he ascended to Archmage later that year. Despite J'zargo's own ambitions, he has to concede that no one deserved it more.

Jo'akora, in combat, varies between multiple weapons. He will use his Daedric sword (Crafted himself), his claws, his Daedric Bow (Again, handcrafted), his Daedric dagger (...) or his Shouts. Jo'akora, in his time, has developed a compound that strengthens the strength of Khajiiti claws, and his swipes deal massive damage. He has given this formula to J'zargo, Dro'amoreth (8), Ma'jyrr (7), Dar'mhirr (15) and Kharjo (24). It is a most useful compound. Jo'akora is one of the best sneaks in Tamriel, outclassed by only a few individuals. His magic, the most powerful J'zargo has seen.

-J'zargo

I've known Jo'akora many years and, when he asked me to help write this piece, I was only to happy to oblige. I'm old and have seen many things, but my cousin surprised me. He surprised me a lot. When he first arrived in Skyrim, he was but a simple mage, a warrior who'd accomplished little. The events at Helgen changed him drastically and set him on a warrior's path. He rapidly became one of the best mages in Skyrim (Even though that art is not Nord or Khajiiti. Rather, it is the craft of the Elves).

Jo'akora had a tragic history, with his family being killed at a young age. He and his twin Ma'jyrr were accepted into the Renrijra Krin. In this time, they learned from such figures as S'mrishchka-do (Page Twemty-two) and Jo'akora even met the Imperial commando Khazzi (Page Twemty-one).

I met up with Jo'akora after he had attained the mantle of Archmage. By this time, Ma'jyrr had met with the two of us as well and we all set off, as the Dragonborn we were, to defeat Alduin, the World Eater. Our adventures led us all over Skyrim, even to the ancient Dwemer city of Blackreach, before we finally defeated Alduin at the Throat of the World. He lived through this encounter and we chased him to Sovngarde, where in a final, climactic battle, we defeated him.

In battle, Jo'akora is a fierce combatant. If he's not attacking you with his claws, he's slicing at you with his Daedric swords. More than likely, you've already been assassinated. Jo'akora has claws almost as sharp as mine, but has considerably more skill with a blade. Not matching his sister in blade prowess, he can still prove himself more than a match for any bandit unlucky enough to cross him. His family includes me, his cousin, Dar'mhirr (Page Fifteen), Dar'shaza (Page Sixteen) and S'rassa (Page Fourteen), my grandchildren. Azi and Do'kharza (Page Seventeen), my children and Dar'isa (Page Eleven) the child of my grandson S'rassa. And of course, Ma'jyrr, his sister.

In bowmanship, Jo'akora cannot match...anyone in his family. All of his relatives, with the exception of the young Dar'isa, cannot be bested by Jo'akora. Magic-wise, even the capable Midnight is no match for Jo'akora, who can roast a troll to death with fire magic.

An interesting side-note in the tale of Jo'akora, is that he once killed a bandit with a potato, using telekinesis to fling it with the speed of an arrow. An impressive feat, to be sure.

As a summary, from our collective experiences with Jo'akora, I can write with confidence that he is a powerful mage, a mighty warrior, and a writer and poet. A Khajiit of many talents.

-Dro'amoreth, Harbinger of the Companions

[Jo'akora's Note: Until the publishing of this tome, I will not read what my friends and family had to write about me. I know not whether it is positive or negative and I wish to maintain neutrality when writing about them.]