Posted May 3, 2013
The road to Windhelm was quite a distance on my old legs. I had a number of encounters, each of which made the journey much more interesting. First, I met a cat named M'aiq, and he proceeded to share with me his "pearls of wisdom." What an interesting man. Later on, I encountered a reckless young Or...
Posted May 3, 2013
I left Fort Greymoor with a pile of dead bandits in my wake. I had to return to Whiterun for dinner, and sleep, but my travels took much longer than I anticipated. Evidently, I lack the restraint a wise Orsimer like my self should have, and I chased after every deer or elk I encountered. Of course, ...
Posted May 2, 2013
Fought through Fort Greymoor today. My good death was so close. I have cleared the fort of its nasty inhabitants, and have lived to tell the story. Some of the bandits used magic to try to kill me. Such trickery is looked down upon by Malacath.
Posted May 2, 2013
The Silent Moons camp was another easy time. Every bandit died. My steel sword was stained with the ghost of the men it has killed. The bandit leader is dead, and now I will collect my bounty from Proventus Avenicci. One hundred more septims to my name. What does it matter. There are no accounts of ...
Posted May 2, 2013
I visited Whiterun for the first time today. It is a charming city, but it's a bit big for my taste. I prefer seclusion in the wilderness. I ate dinner at the bannered mare. I hadn't eaten all day and I was starving by the time I got there. A rabbit haunch and a bottle of ale really hit the spot. Si...