Showing posts with label 18th of Last Seed. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 18th of Last Seed. Show all posts

Avis 002


18th of Last Seed, 4E 201

I overheard some farmers in Ivarstead about a boy in Windhelm performing the Black Sacrament. How word has spread this far I can't imagine, but the blasted fool clearly doesn't understand the need for secrecy with this sort of thing. I wonder why the Brotherhood hasn't answered, perhaps there is some sort of risk here?

- Avis

Ra'Keesh 002


18th of Last Seed, 4E 201

Mission complete! Brodir and Ra'Keesh have retrieved the Dragonstone from the dreaded Overlord and are headed back to Whiterun to claim the reward. If this is the life of a true Stormcloak, then this is surely the life for Ra'Keesh.

- Ra'Keesh

Brodir 002


18th of Last Seed, 4E 201

Here Lies The Guardian
Keeper Of The Dragonstone
And A Force Of Eternal
Rage And Darkness

I don't know how, but I could read the wall. Fus...Force... rage... darkness. Why can I read this? Strange, but best not to dwell on it. We got what we came for, this dragonstone. I'll admit, the cat's all right in a fight. That last damn draugr may have had me if a few or those arrows had missed their mark. Still, this foolish notion of joining the stormcloaks... I'm not going to tell him otherwise, maybe let him take out a few Imperials before Galmar laughs in his face.

- Brodir

Erasmus 002


18th of Last Seed, 4E 201

A resident named Faendal offered to escort me and a few of the other Helgen survivors to the city of Whiterun this morning after I helped him resolve an issue he had been having with the local braggart. Given the cut of some of the other companions, I doubt they truly needed an escort, but I've never been one to pass up an extra set of Bosmer eyes.

Once in Whiterun I offered to help out the court wizard, Farengar Secret-Fire, with the investigation into this dragon. However, after delivering alchemy ingredients all over town, I'm beginning to think that I might have been better off following Brodir and Ra'Keesh into that barrow or simply heading on to the College of Winterhold. Perhaps tomorrow will be more fruitful.

- Erasmus

Razoul 002


18th of Last Seed, 4E 201

I returned the claw to the shop owner. A dead elf named Arvel had stolen the treasure to open a door within the burial ground. All I found behind the door was a wall with words I could not understand. I returned the ornament to Camilla. Perhaps Camilla could-- no, must move on.

- Razoul

Astinus 004


18th of Last Seed, 4E 201

I got back to Solitude right as Roggvir was receiving our Raanhard treatment. I'm a little surprised to see they still went through with it after what we saw in Helgen, the damn fool would have been more than eager to throw his life at that flying death trap. A shame really, he was almost as sure for a coin as old Octieve is in the Bards' card game.

Astinus