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17th of Last Seed, Late Evening


Khajiit is tired. By Mara, the day has been a long one. I am taking refuge in this dwemer-built tower I came across near an orc settlement, somewhere near a town called Karthwasten. I have traveled far during the past day and evening, and my feet are sore. Where to begin?

I was eager to travel to Skyrim, despite hearing how the Nords treat our kin. A good friend told me the Khajiit there are not welcome in their cities, and they make living as traveling merchants. It sounded like a life I would enjoy, traveling and seeing the world, so I wanted to try that myself. As I had made my way close to Skyrim's border, I had a sensation at the back of my mind, perhaps one of the gods trying to tell me something. Warn me of something.

It all happened so fast after I crossed the border that I still fear to think about it. I was taken prisoner by the Imperials in an ambush. There appears to be a rebelling faction in Skyrim that call themselves the Stormcloaks, and I happened to be there in the middle of a fight between them and the Imperials. Lucky for Naja'di they gave this Khajiit a fair chance, and the fight was over in minutes. I was not hurt.

We were taken as prisoners and Khajiit was mistaken as one of them. The Imperials would not listen to me when I told I was only a bystander. Najadi had a short conversation with a Nord Ralof on the prison wagon, and he considers me his friend. An honor, and a sign that there are still some decent people even in this unkind part of Tamriel.

Khajiit is too tired to detail the events where I escaped together with Nord Ralof from the Imperials. There was a dragon in the skies, a true sign of End Times. Even at Elsweyr we know what coming of the dragons means. My good sister Rana'di would want to talk with me about this for hours, I'm sure. Khajiit now wishes she had never left her sister's home in Morrowind, where she had a warm bed and company of good friends.

Nord Ralof took me to see his sister Gerdur in a town Riverwood, and it was the first time I felt truly welcome in Skyrim. We had a good midday lunch at Gerdur's home, and she didn't even want any of my money. Khajiit never had her belly so full as today. Then she wanted that I tell the Jarl of Whiterun about the dragon, so I accepted this honor and traveled to Whiterun.

The big city was hostile to me, and Khajiit had no sympathy with any of the townsfolk she passed by. Almost every guard in the city stopped me, threating to throw me out or into jail if I didn't leave. I had to explain about the dragon all over again to them. Then I was taken in front of their Jarl, and Khajiit explained what had happened. This Jarl Balgruuf was a kind man, and let me into a secret together with his court wizard. They are looking for a mercenary to find a stone tablet inside an old ruin called Bleak Falls Barrow. Khajiit let them know she will do whatever she can, but that she must first find money to buy supplies for such task. One of Jarl's assistants suggested me to kill some bandits around Whiterun to earn money for myself. A guard even let me into a free suit of steel armor from their armory as the Jarl's parting gift.

Things did not turn well after I left the city, and Khajiit not sure if she will ever see the good Jarl or his court wizard again. Najadi is now an outlaw, as she had an argument with a madwoman she should have left to her ramblings. This madwoman was talking nonsense and became hostile with me, so I had no chance but to defend myself. It was the case that a townsguard had seen me walking down the hill leading to a known bandit camp, where I killed the bandit watchmen and found food and shelter, and mistakingly thought me as a bandit attacking this poor woman. Khajiit never is a bandit and never has been such scum. Naja'di was forced to run away and leave Whiterun behind.

I am writing this on the back of a worn book I found by the roadside earlier. There is not much ink left besides this that I found in here in the tower. I fear that the person who has made this tower their home will return to find me here and kill Khajiit in her sleep. But even this is better than sleeping out in the open, with wolves and other beasts out there. My legs are too tired to carry me to Karthwasten tonight. My biggest fear is that the Imperial courier, which I passed by on the road heading to Karthwasten, will alert the guards there to attack me on sight. Khajiit is also running out of hunting arrows for her bow, and is smacking herself in the head for leaving behind a sword she had found earlier. Karthwasten awaits Naja'di tomorrow morning, if this Khajiit lives to see another day.

Seamoor was in Riverwood with an assignment to go to Bleakfall Barrow, both the Golden Claw and Dragonstone were needed. He thought this may be too dangerous and so
Seamoor decided to go to Whiterun and sell some items there.
As it goes with Seamoor he got side tracked on the road and ended up in the hold swimming and hunting for bugs to eat and fish.
He was soon attacked by wolves and lived to skin them. An argonian approached with a sales propostion, Seamoor considered it and purchased Skooma and Moonsugar. He then found a cave and mangaged to kill the bandits there and loot all the booty.
Now he really had to get to Whiterun to sell some Loot. On his way back Seamoor saw a beautiful sunset and the Aurora.
In Whiterun, Seamoor found Yroland Grey-Mane. Gods Be Praised. He unloaded his booty and went to see Belathor. During his search through the loot he discovered he had found a Map pointing to some treasure near Palagia Farm (Map IV). Wow, that must be investigated.
Seamoor had promised Camilla he would try to find the Claw for her brother. He headed back to Riverwood, but it wouldn't hurt to LOOK for the treasure on the way... right?
Looking at the map, Seamoor found the starting point and yada yada, hours later in the dark he found the chest. Nice. Now it was time to get to Riverwood. He turned toward Riverwood, and an Orc came from nowhere ready for a battle. Seamoor pulled out the sheild he found and used his steel mace on the guy. The Orc taunted him. Seamoor swung and struck him hard, he blocked the next attack. The Orc's taunts continued and Seamoor fought back. Seamoor was wounded and drank a few potions. Seamoor pulled out another weapon and dual wielding with maces went after the Orc with full force. The Orc succumbed to the last heavy blow to his head and neck. Seamoor was exhausted and needed to rest. He made his way to the camp just outside Riverwood and slept overnight.

The next day seemed like it would be a great one. He was heading to Bleakfall Barrow. First he had to find his friend Fendahl.
Seamoor washed his face and headed to Faendal's house. About this time he saw 4 guys heading his way. They looked like trouble. Faendal wasn't answering his door. Seamoor turned to the center of town and realized these Thug were following him. Why, he wondered? He went to the bridge/outlook that a guard was walking on and met up with the guard. Seamoor did not like the looks of those guys methodically strutting up and down the street. Seamoor stayed up high, and talked to the guard. The Thugs came up the stairs and started the fight. The guard exclaimed "fight" do you think that milk drinker would lend a Hand?? Hell no. Seamoor was cornered and 4 to one did not look good. He jumped off the catwalk and went into the river. Soon he was overrun by the Bandit Thugs and in his last breath he cursed the guard and said sorry to Camilla. Gasp, then nothing.

Glennlivet left Helgen with Ralof.
The Captain then doubled back to investigate Helgen. He went to the East gate, looking for that nasty dragon, and to loot whatever.
That place was a bust. So, despite the fact that Ivarstead was into the snow, Glennlivet proceeded in that direction. (the idea of meeting a Nord's sister was unappealing)
Captain was really interested in finding water, ships, anything away from Helgen and that nightmare.
Not far beyond Helgen Glennlivet was acosted by 4 Orc Bandits, and he was able to take one out before running for his life to the West. His histskin is awesome, but this was not
a dooable situation. Hiding behind a tree, he waited until the bandits were no longer heard and then he went over the rise. A ruin was spotted. He crept near it, did not see anyone.
A group of wolves pounced from no where and he dispatched them with a bit of difficulty. Soon he was at the entrance to the ruin, and 4 more Bandits emerged, he fought and ran.
Man this is getting ridiculous. He was thinking he needed the water now more than ever. Wounded and exhausted, the few healing potions he had were gone.
The Captain could really smell the water now, and he decided just to get down the mountain and swim asap.
Damn if he was not just running in circles and ended up back at Helgen. Is this a new Hell.?
A wolf and dog fight broke out nearby, and the Argonian watched. Several animals went down. The dog ran toward Captain Glennlivet. This was turning out to be a long day indeed.
The dog seemed to like the Captain, and other than the barking, Glennlivet, thought it may be o.k. to let the beast follow.
Heading in a different direction the two made it to a forest and a small house (Pine watch). More wolves. The dog fought well. The water was spotted and Glennlivet ran to the lake and submerged his scales in relief.
He met up with some hunters that had made camp lakeside. Glennlivet unloaded a few pelts. Grateful to be in the water now, the Captain swam all around. He found:
A ship wreck (and what the hell is a ship doing in this shallow lake? idiots)
A mill with a vampire woman, and a scarey bloody shack, he got the huhhhs and departed.
A curious group of rocks with magical powers (the lady stone)(?)
Slaughter fish, the dog loves to kill.
And an excellent sunny rock to reheat the cold blood and dry off before the next excursion.

On my way to Dimhollow Crypt I had a run in with a Saber Cat which I could not beat (I wish I had a calm spell) so i ran into a dungeon where it could not follow me and I waited for it to go away. Went back outside to find that not only was it still there but there were also three hired thugs that had come to kill me. Good news: saber cat no longer a problem Bad news: I can no longer hide in the dungeon. So I made a run for it while the cat killed one of the thugs and the other two finished off the cat. I was so concerned with getting away that I didn't notice I'd made my way into a Giant's camp. I thought maybe I could take it with my bow but after seeing how little my sneak attack did I decided against attacking it further and I just jumped up some rocks where it couldn't reach me. I was effectively trapped there because if i jumped down the giant would surely kill me. Then came along the two thugs. I sniped one with my bow while the other one trying to find a path to me ran into the giant... Just the distraction I needed to make my getaway! So while the giant was preoccupied with destroying the thug I ran as fast as I could out of its territory and finally made it to the crypt.

Inside the Crypt the few Vampires/fledglings and skeletons did not pose much of a threat to my flames; the Death hounds were more trouble but were not too bad if I could get a sneak attack in with my bow. I was a bit surprized to see the one Master Vampire in there; I couldn't think of a good way to kill it so i ended up waiting 72 game hours for my vampirism to progress to stage 4 so I could use the invisibility power to sneak past him (he almost found me buy I managed to get through without being attacked). After that Histskin has basically been my lifeline (especially fighting those dang gargoyles).