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I do not own the Elder Scrolls or RWBY and anything that I write is done purely for my own enjoyment.

Authors Note

I am not an expert on Skyrim or RWBY so i may make mistakes in this story, if that is the case please feel free to correct me and i will try and fix the issue. Not everything that isnt exactly the same is a mistake however as I will be making a few changes to how certain things work in regards to both universes. I also may make a few mistakes with grammer or spelling and if that happens I ask that you let me know so i can fix it.I hope you all enjoy.

Taking a deep breath I close my eyes and steady my hands. I have remind myself to take it slow, that I have to be careful. I cant let my haste rule me and have my excitement of finally finishing ruin months of work. Reaching out trembling fingers I slowly start to inscribe the final rune onto the back of the leather satchel using magic to burn the shape. I then close my eyes and start muttering"Okay just a bit more to go, please please please just work this time".

Taking the 7 grand soul gems I have on me I lay each in their own designated circle cut into the enchanting table so that each soul gem lays on one point in the seven pointed star that joins each of the circles. Making sure that the satchel is exactly in the middle of the star I take a silver knife and make a cut accross my hand before allowing the blood to pour into the grooves of the star so that the blood will flow and touch each of the soul gems.Ten minutes later after having had to reopen my wound I think to myself 'By the nine this is taking a lot longer than I thought it would' After another two minutes there is enough blood to touch each of the soul gems just saving me from having to cut myself again. I let out a relieved sigh. 'I Never thought I'd be able to find a downside to enhanced healing'.

Placing my now healed hands on the table I send through a pulse of pure magic and mutter "Okay Sam, moment of truth". At first it seems like nothing is happening but after a moment I notice the blood start to glow an ethereal blue before suddenly getting a lot brighter. Turning my head away and closing my eyes I can only hope to myself that this means it's finally working. After a minute the glow starts to subside and I look at my work. The first thing I notice is that the hundreds of symbols I inscribed into the satchel are glowing blue but are gradually fading, I also notice that there's no blood left and the soul gems have been consumed.

After giving the glowing symbols on the satchel some time to fade properly i gently pick it up and inspect it for any damage. Its with a relieved sigh that I put it back down."Still looks like the same old plain brown leather satchel." Crossing over to the other side of the small room i pick up a large wooden pole. Theres nothing special about it, except that its about three metres long. 'Time for the first test.' Leaning the pole on the wall next to me for a moment i unlatch the satchel and look inside of it for the first time when i realise that i cant see the bottom, all this does is bring a smile to my face and make me even more excited. I then place the satchel on the floor so that its open and pick up the wooden pole again. 'Here we go'. I gently lower the wooden pole into the satchel and get increasingly excited when it doesnt hit the floor. Before i know it im laying on the floor with up to my shoulder into the satchel laughing and looking like a complete madman.

After a few seconds i let go of the pole and pull my arm back out with a smile on my face that can only be described as goofy.'Okay so test number one was a success, the satchel is a hell of a lot bigger on the inside than the outside. Lets move on to test number two.' Gesturing with my right hand i make abouth twenty iron ingots that i had prepared beforehand for this test to float over to me and fly into the satchel. Afterwards I bend down and pick up the strap and use it to lift the satchel into the air, laughing as I realise that its weight hasn't changed at all regardless of the fact that it has twenty iron ingots and a three metre wooden pole inside of it. 'Time for test three.' Laying the satchel on a small wooden table i reach back inside while reapeating the same phrase in my head.'Iron ingot, Iron Ingot, Iron...' Its then that i pull my hand back out of the satchel and see the iron ingot that i am now holding. Grinning like a lunatic i put the ingot back into the satchel and start thinking about the wooden pole. When i next remove my hand and see im holding the pole i get even happier now that ive confirmed the summoning aspect of the satchel works perfectly. ' I cant believe I've actually done it, it actually works.' Not wasting another second I grab everything that I own out of the my quarters before putting it into the satchel. This is pretty much everything that i own because I've basically lived exclusively at the College of Winterhold for the past year while I was experimenting. Im happy to note that the satchel fits everything comfortably and actually stretches further open for wider objects.

Believe it or not but the fact that ive invented a satchel that can hold as much as i want isnt the reason that im so happy, its a part of the reason and I can't deny how useful the satchel will be in the future with the life I lead. But no, its not the actual reason. Don't get me wrong, there are a lot of complicated runes on the satchel and finding what runes to inscribe and in what order was an incredibly difficult thing to do, in fact there are probably only a handfull of enchanters in the whole of Tamriel who could come up with the rune network that i did, but doing so probably seemed like a waste of time to them as ordinarily enchantments have to be recharged using more soul gems. Something like the satchel would need to be recharged often as the enchantment is always active. That would get expensive and dangerous if you dont recharge it.Otherwise what happens to the stuff inside if the enchantment fades? My guess would be that the satchel is desroyed when the size goes back to what it was before and all the items are too much for it to hold making the whole thing a waste of time. So why am i so happy then? Well it could be due to the fact i created my own enchanting system one that doesnt need the items to be recharged (something that only daedric items and ancient relics did before, leading me to believe that these types of enchantments were lost through time) and the satchel is the first thing that I've created and it works perfectly. The biggest difficulty i had was in trying to find a way to use multiple soul gems at the same time, in order to saturate the satchel in a lot of magical energy and in doing so make it so that the satchel is now inherently magical in nature and not just feeding off of other magic such as souls. It took me about six months of research in order to be able to do this and the reason that i succeeded is because i used a seven pointed star so that i could infuse seven grand soul gems at once, i then used the most magically conductive material i could get in order to link the soul gems together. My blood. The blood of the Dragonborn.

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Walking through the library of the College of Winterhold is always an interesting experience, as it often seems to have a different effect on me. Sometimes it brings back old memories, some incredibly painful and some that never cease to bring a smile to my face. Sometimes it just makes me angry and sometimes it makes me long for times past. These massive mood fluctuations can solely be blamed on the numerous history books lying around. Many of which feature myself. Such as The Rise and Fall of Ulfric Stormcloak, The Dawnguards Crusade and The Worldeater to name a few. Its safe to say that I've been a fairly influential figure in skyrims recent history.

Regardless of my past moods today I walked through the library with a noticeable spring in my step. "Urag!" my voice echoes over the whole library making the orc jump in his seat before turning to me with a glare and heated words and a hushed voice "Ive said it before Archmage, dont make me repeat myself a another time, this may be your college but this is my library so in the future can you respect the rules and not shout!"

"Come on Urag today's a good day, besides its not like theres even anybody else studying in here at the moment" That argument didn't seem to help at all and infact just made him glare harder if that was at all possible. Sighing and closing the book he was reading Urag gave me his full attention " What has you so happy today? It cant be because you got a good nights sleep, you look like a mess" I fliched at that and figured that i probably did look like a mess after all i hadn't slept in three days because i was so excited to being so close to finishing my project, speaking of which "That would be this, I call it the Holding Bag" putting the satchel on the table i hold my arms out as if to invite awe to my creation. Regardless Urag doesn't look too impressed "Thats a horrible name, you really need to come up with a new one. Regardless im guessing that it holds things?" Waving him off i sigh "The names not important and as for what it does it can hold a huge amount of things without getting any heavier and with those things only taking up a small portion of the space available. Its a hell of a lot bigger on the inside than the outside" Urag slowly picked the bag up and looked at it doubtfully but then reached his arm inside and looked suitably shocked when it just kept going further in. I had to smile smugly at that. Turning the bag around Urag slowly started to inspect all of the runes, he may not be a master enchanter like the archmage but he does know a bit. " I recognise a few of these runes but most of them seem to be about protection like the fire resistance network here and the water proof network here but I don't recognise majority of them" He didnt sound too happy about that fact but not everyone is able to learn enchanting as easily as I did. "You would be right, i put as many protection runes as i could on it. If its going to be holding my stuff i want it to be as protected as poss-" "but how did you put so many enchantments on it at once, this is way more than most master enchanters are capable of?" Despite being cut off my grin couldn't of been wider, Urag for all his faults and annoying tendencies is one of the few people I know who still treat me somewhat normally and is willing to argue with me, most people are terrified to disagree with me even if I can often be wrong. This is why I really value his council. Leaning forward slightly I whisper "That is a story for another time my friend, first I have to do more research and perfect the method" After all i have to see if it would work with other peoples blood too, not everyone is the dragonborn. Judging by the glower on his face Urag isn't happy Im not sharing but nods reluctantly before sighing" Fine i will trust your judgement on this archmage but you better publish how you did it one day soon" I nod seriously "Im gonna try my be-" " Archmage! Come quickly the College is under attack by a group of sorcerers who have opened a portal to oblivion!" Turning around quickly I inspect the boy who has just spoken, I recognise him as on of the newer students to the college.

I turn to Urag and nod solemnly before grabbing the satchel and motioning for the boy to lead the way to the battle.

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By the time i arrived to the door leading to the main courtyard of the College, where the battle is taking place I have already equipped my weapons by pulling what I need out of my satchel, luckily I already had my armor equipped because i was so excited to nearly be finished with my enchanting project that i never bothered to change out of it. From out of the corner of my eye I could see that the student was curious as to how my weapons fit in my satchel but he seemed to intimidated to question it. I have to admit I probably did look quite intimidating wearing Nightingale armour with the Nightingale Blade in my right hand and the Nightingale Bow on my back as well as a quiver of ebony arrows. My left hand remained free so that I was free to use it to cast spells. The reason im wearing light armour is because I prefer to be very agile in combat and avoid taking as many hits as possible and because i have spells which can increase the amount of damage i can take. Stopping before the door leading to the courtyard I sheath my sword before dual casting the ebony flesh spell. Seeing the green glow that comes off of my skin for a split second after the spell is cast I nod to myself before grabbing the Nightingale Blade and pushing open the door.