Most importantly, it is the skill necessary to recreate one of the most treasured artifacts in all of Tamriel. Enchanting is the overarching skill which will support every other skill, adding damage to weapons, buffing resistance and reducing spell cost. The merchant-side of the tree allows us to better use Trainer-merchants while also allowing us to improve Skyrim's economy with bursaries for the shopkeepers. Speech is essential to any aspiring leader, be it to rally or retort, and the Antimonarch is no exception. We won’t be wearing armor, so our physical damage mitigation will be coming from Block, a skill which also allows us to exploit Slow Time shout and disarm opponents. This is important, since Stalhrim, our material of choice, has higher stagger chance than other materials, making Power-attacks that much more useful. Greatswords are the fastest 2-handed weapons and consume the least stamina for Power-attacks. Since we won’t be putting any points into Magicka, Destruction will take a back seat for the most part, only to be used to deal damage to approaching enemies or to borrow time for stamina to recharge. The two offensive skills taken are Two-Handed and Destruction. Shouts: Frost Breath, Ice Form, Slow Time Major Skills: Two-handed, Block, EnchantingĪbilities: Spells: Frostbite, Ice spike, Frost Cloak, Ice Storm And as the sword presented itself in his dreams, its cold silence beckoned him towards an icy land, where it would be reborn into the world. So strong was his desire to witness change in the system that it drew the spirit of the Ice Blade of the Monarch, a blade born of a monarch, made to kill a monarch, so as to crown a new monarch. Years down the line, there was an imperial deserter who grew tired of the incessant and stale values and perspectives he was expected to adhere to in his time in the army. To fulfill its destiny, it would need a new vessel, a new wielder and a new cause in a new land. One night, as the Blade rested on a pedestal, demoted and disgraced from a weapon to an ornament, it shattered like frost on a leaf and abandoned its physical shell. It made itself available to those with unique destinies, from measly slaving warlocks to slayers of gods, but never was it able to fulfill its duty. The Blade, deprived of its destiny, developed its own consciousness, seeking to slay a king for ages thereafter. Thus, the nation which could have turned into a superpower in military might and commercial capability remained an average establishment. The military coup would have gone perfectly well, if not for the misplaced loyalty of several soldiers. There was once a blade, colder than the night, infused with the soul of a Frost Monarch, made for the sole purpose of assassinating a king, handed to the army’s commander by an evil archmage.
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