This fucking guy. I had forgotten about this fucking guy.
First of all, âEstormo?â âEstormo the Lightning Mage?â Surely thatâs an ancient Ehlnofex name of grand esteem! Fucking âEstormo.â If he had been a fire mage, heâd be, what? âEferno?â
âŚActually, âEfernoâ is kind of cool. âEstormoâ is NOT.
And let me try to figure this out. Ancano finds out Iâm going to Old Bromjunaar to get the Staff of Magnus from Morokei, who they KNOW has awoken like the other dragon priests, raising a horde of ethereal draugr slaves and setting up magical traps all through Labyrinthian. They also know by now that Iâm the Dragonborn, because of that time I ABSORBED A DRAGONâS SOUL IN THE COURTYARD OF THE COLLEGE.
Iâm the Chosen One, out to claim one of the most powerful artifacts in all Tamriel from a demi-litch, and Ancano is apparently like, âWell, okay, he might survive that. But if he does, HE SHALL BE NO MATCH FORÂ ESTORMO!â
Look, Ancano. Itâs real cute you have faith in your boyfriend like that. But heâs a dude in a black robe who shoots lightning from his hands. I thu'umed him up against a wall and face-changed him with three hits from a frost mace.
Granted, I guess Ancanoâs relative sense of Thalmor âmightâ is fundamentally screwed up, because when I actually show up with the Staff and start shooting the Eye with it, he seems genuinely amazed that his stupid plan of âshoot ball with lightning, see what happensâ is now failing.
I guess when youâre raised constantly hearing how âsuperiorâ your race is, it never occurs to you that MAYBE your stupid level 4 destruction spells are exactly as shitty as anyone elseâs stupid level 4 destruction spells.
Either way, I would think Ancano would have realized that if a guy is a lightning mage who named himself Estormo, heâs got to be a fucking idiot who is DESTINED to fail hilariously.
Fucking Estormo.
















