Black Horse editor's note: The following is presumed to be an excerpt from the actual journal of the Bosmer known to Tamriel as "Marudil", although Imperial research into the excerpt's authenticity have been inconclusive. As the vicious outlaw has never once lived within civilized society, be it Imperial or otherwise, perhaps we may never know for sure if this journal entry was written by Marudil himself, or if it is simply a clever forgery. So for the time being, we of the Black Horse Courier consider the following to be little more than a curiosity to be featured in this special edition of the paper.
4E 35
The night grows cold and the wind is bitter, so I have set up a campfire at what looks to be the border between Valenwood and Elsweyr. As the fire warms my bones I am reminded of an ancient Bosmeri folk tale passed down by our ancestors. It tells of clever Fox, and how he gave fire to the primitive Bosmer:Â
Long, long ago, animals and trees talked with each other, but there was no fire at that time. Fox was most clever and he tried to think of a way to create fire for the world. One day, he decided to visit the Geese, te-tl, whose cry he wished to learn how to imitate. They promised to teach him if he would fly with them. So they contrived a way to attach wings to Fox, but cautioned him never to open his eyes while flying. I do not know why, but this folk tale has always stayed with me since my youth. The craftiness of Fox, and his charitable gift to those who had nothing... such kindness is unheard of in this "new age" of the gold-mer, who can think only of what benefits their unjust cause. Perhaps this is why I carry the tale of Fox with me; it is a reminder of a simpler time, when my people -- the Silvenar tribe -- were not at odds with the rest of the Valenwood nation. A time when we lived in harmony with one another... I wonder what might the Thalmor have learned from Fox's charity? The hour grows late and the moon is rising. I must rest and prepare for the long journey ahead of me. For I am alone in this sacred mission of mine... and I must gather as much strength as I can. May vengeance guide my arrows to retribution. -End of excerpt- |
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