For the billionth time, I was modding Skyrim.
And once again for the billionth time, Skyrim has been broken beyond repair.
The game keeps crashing in Exterior Cells.
This all happened cuz I dabbled with RLO, ELFX as well as Vivid Weathers and Obsidian.
Now its an irreparable mess.
I have decided to call it quits for now, that puts a Hamper into my Skyrim shenanigans.
Death Mechanics.
Your Level represents how many Lives you have, if it hits 0 then you die and suffer the Death Penalty
(HARD) Shrine Respawn: Respawn at the last Shrine, including Daedric Shrines, you prayed
at, but lose everything in Inventory and Followers (Except for Story Essential which should be dismissed instead)
along with 50% HP, SP, MP
If you RP a neutral character then the Respawn will be the temple of the Capital of the Hold where you die, and in the case of other worlds it is the last Hold you have been to be it Solstheim or Skyrim
(MEDIUM) Penalized Respawn: Respawn where you last Slept, Lose 50% HP, SP, MP and your entire Inventory
(EASY) Death’s Bounty: Respawn at the last Save but lose 50%
of HP, SP and MP and all your Gold.
You reload your last save but now have 4/5 Lives, and take no penalties. So you can die 4 more times before the Penalty hits
player.setav magicka/health/stamina <value> -> Allows you to manually set your HP, MP and SP
It encourages you to think and Level up, and adds tension to gameplay without being frustrating.
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Tashha Nefedes
Female Argonian Druid
True Neutral
Background:
Saved by some Nord Fishermen, Tashha Nefedes was an Argonian
Girl with mysterious powers. Having Amnesia, she only remembers her name. Her
weird powers with magic drew fish to her along with being an Argonian that can
waterbreathe and regenerate to be an excellent hunter and bait, which turned
her into a profitable asset for the fishermen. One day she attracted a Shark
that went berserk, However Tashha relapsed and learnt something about her
powers. She managed to down the great Shark, which earned the Fishermen a
fortune. Heading back to Skyrim, their ship was possessed by the Stormcloak
Navy and the Fishermen were drafted into the army. Tashha was to be casted
away, but the fishermen defended her and after the Court Mage inspected her he
concluded she would be a viable asset, hence inducting her into the Stormcloaks.
Tassha Nefedes found her new life among the Stormcloaks, and seeked to develop
her Mystical Powers.
Skills as a Druid:
Alchemy
Illusion
Restoration
Alteration
Conjuration (Druid)
Journal:
4E 201:
17th of the Last Seed: Sundas: So I’m a
Stormcloak now, They gave me this journal and the armor and stuff, but its too
stuffy so I returned it. I learnt Sunfire Restoration from the Court Mage,
Ulfric wants me to go to some crypt with the Stormcloaks and find a crown of a
sort. I paid a visit to the Temple of Talos to finish my vows as a Stormcloak,
I aint one without them. So now then that’s out of the way, a Glowing Human
appeared, calling herself an Angel. She asked me who I was and what was I
doing, I told her I was a Stormcloak, people who fight for Talos, and I was
heading to some Crypt full of undead. Turns out that is exactly what she wanted
to hear. This Angel seems to have displeased her Aedra, she sensed Magic in me
and suspected I wasn’t an ordinary person. She offered her protection
(Restorative Artes) to me in exchange for letting her travel with me. I guess
It doesn’t hurt to have an Immortal Divine Being on your side, so I naturally
accepted her offer. Off we go to Korvanjund then. Oh and the Court Servant or
Steward someone gave me a bunch of quests involving Bandits and the Undead so
Ill look at them too, I hope I get rewarded for this.
So I came across a pack of Wolves, I tested my Sunfire on
them and turns out this is a pretty lethal spell. I can definitely use this,
and there is a Highwayman. I panicked and missed, The Angel took him out… with
a Bow. Yep. I don’t know if the people can see her or not, but the Bandit clearly
saw her when attacking. I guess she has to manifest to do this, my natural
question was: “Where did you learn how to use a bow?” to which the Angel
Replied: “This Human was a huntress, I borrowed her knowledge”. Questionable at
best, but it works. However, since the Angel has now clearly manifested there
is a problem. She can’t simply poof away. A bunch of Stendarrs Vigilants passed
by, they warned me and the Angel both about Daedras. Apparently they can’t see
the Halo and Wings on the Angel However their disgusted faces makes me think
they think of me as a slaver of a sort. I promptly give the Angel the
Highwayman’s stuff to make her look like a Normal Human Being so she can blend
in. She thanked me, I don’t know why I was simply trying to divert suspicion.
Speaking of which, communication during battles would be difficult so I asked
the Angel what should I call her. She gave me the name “Angelica” talk about
Original. An Angel named Angelica, I shrugged. Not my business what she calls
herself, we move on towards Korvanjund.
I found an inn on the way: Nightgate Inn. It was a good test
for Angelica’s disguise which checked out, nobody thinks anything of her. I got
us a room at the inn, I also asked the Barkeep for the Latest News and any work
he has. I got a bounty on a Bandit, There are rumors of Dragons at Helgen, The
Shrine of Azura, the Face Sculptor down in Riften. After a Drink, I asked if
there was any place I could learn about Mystical things. The College of
Winterhold is my best bet, which Nords seem to hate I suppose Ill pay them a
visit later. I turn in for the night to sleep
Angelica comes and sits at the chair across me, I do not
respond. “How far are we from the Crypt?” she asks, “It’s a few hours down, we
are close.”, “I see” she responded. I do not say anything.
“Tell me Argonian”, my name is Tashha but I let her go on,
“You seemed to ignore most of everything except that attacked you. Why are you
so single mindedly chasing this Crypt?” she asked.
“It is a requirement. A sort of payment to the Stormcloaks
since I got nothing else going for me” I reply, logically.
“I see, and what will you do after the Crypt?” she asks.
“Ulfric Stormcloak thinks the Crypt has a Crown. I get him that Crown, I get my
debt paid off”
“From what I understand from the Girls Memories, Ulfric
Stormcloak is waging a Civil War for the Throne of Skyrim”
“So he is, what of it?”
“Do you support him?”
“Ulfric hasn’t done anything for me, and neither has the
Empire. I have no loyalty to them, I am simply doing what I need to do to
survive”
“If you were approached with immense power, the ability to
overcome any danger.” She spoke, slowly.
“Would you take it?”
“First I’ll ask, what’s the catch” I reply
She smiles for a moment: “You will need to harm innocent
people, people you haven’t met or known”
“Those people haven’t done anything to me. Naturally I would
refuse” I reply
“Even though it guarantees you power so you can survive?”
“I am in no pursuit of Survival. I simply want to live my
life my way with no trouble to anyone else.”
“Does it not occur to you that you will trouble the Empire
for supporting Ulfric” she questioned
“As far as I know, I will be troubling the dead. Which
should stay dead. The Empire and the Stormcloaks have their disagreements, I do
not support Ulfric nor do I support the Empire. I have a debt to the
Stormcloaks that needs to be paid, and the Crown is the price.”
“If the price was an innocent?”
“That’s on Ulfric, not me.”
“Ulfric will most likely reward you if you succeed, how will
you handle that?”
“Easy, I take the reward and my leave”
“You realise you are an asset to them, they won’t let you
off just like that” urged Angelica
“If they threaten me, then Ill run straight to the
Imperials. I am a Stormcloak asset, if they don’t treat me right then naturally
I wont become their servant.”
“So you will serve the Imperials?”
“No. I will give them what they want in exchange for my
Freedom. If the Empire doesn’t let me off then I suppose Im better off on my
own”
Angelica thinks for a moment
“Alright, what will you do once you are free?”
“I’m not sure, Perhaps I’ll go to the College of Winter
hold. Study Magic and Understand these mysterious powers of mine. Then I’ll
earn a living which bothers no one and live my days in peace.”
Angelica beams: “You really are a simpleton” she says with a
chuckle
“Last one I want to hear that from is an Angel”, we both
share a Laugh
After a while Angelica goes quiet: “I was casted out of
Atherius for questioning the Aedra”
I do not reply, “They said that it was not my place to ask
questions. Only to serve. They banished me to Nirn to reflect and think about
my mistakes.”
“Lucky you then” I chime in
“How is that lucky? Im so confused right now, I don’t know
what to do” complained Angelica
“All Angels have to serve the Aedra no questions asked. You
got thrown out for not doing so, its not like they will kill you now. You are
free. Do whatever you want”
Angelica went silent
“You wouldn’t understand..” She said as she got up and left,
“Good night” she said.
I got some sleep.
18th of the Last Seed: Morndas: I woke up
to a Bar Fight, Angelica was watching in horror. I woke up and ordered
breakfast as I went to the Bath to get myself cleaned.
As I ate my Apples with Dog Stew and cleaned myself up.
Angelica joins me in the Bath house, I remembered I had paid for hers as well.
Angelica gets undressed, I quietly eat my meal and clean myself up. Angelica
shyly enters the water. Tip toeing first, she expected it to be cold but the
Warmth sensation soon accommodated. She then sat on the bench beside me.
“Barbaric” she said, I did not respond. “How could humans do that to each
other, they don’t even know each other” I take a bite of my apple and reply:
“That’s who we are, we need to take out our frustrations. Some do it other
ways, some other and some through fists.” Angelica goes quiet.
“I do it through a swim, a bath is good I suppose but
Argonians are naturally at home underwater.” I go on. “Um..” Angelica looks at
me shyly, I do not look back but I can tell from the corner of my eye she is
sheepish. “What’s a bath?” she asked.
I was surprised, but understandable I suppose Angels don’t
know this. “When our bodies get dirty, we have to wipe them off. The best way
is to wash them off with Water. We use Soap to scent it so it smells nice and
the dirt comes off easy. If we don’t bathe, we get sick and die”
I can tell the last sentence put Angelica in distress, I
laugh and tell her “Not immediately, its only that it allows other diseases to
fester” Angelica goes quiet. “I don’t… I can’t.. Can you?” She asks sheepishly.
It was at this time I finally look at her. I’ll be honest, If was a Male then I would have lost it. True to
being an Angel or maybe the Girl herself was blossoming. She looked Gorgeous.
Realizing that I was staring, I coughed to myself for a moment, Angelica looked
confused. “Sure, Sure I’ll clean you up. Turn around, I’ll wash your back” She
nodded and turned around. Her bare back was unwrinkled and glowing, Her cute
butt wiggled at the touch. I could tell Angelica was a bit sheepish about being
touched, so I took it slow, scrub and scrub and I managed to do the back.
Angelica went quiet, too quiet. I was getting concerned. After the back I
handed the Soap Infront of her and said: “Scrub it on your Limbs and Privates,
I’ll look away. Immediately she yelped and turned around, naturally I looked
away because I am not a Pervert. “Its fine! Um” I swear I can imagine her Red
Embarrassed face right now, but she piped down and began to bathe. I finished
my meal. After a few moments of silence, she finally spoke again: “What was
this thumping in my chest” she asked. “It’s called being in love” I said,
laughing to myself. Angelica gave a concerned look, I collected myself and
logically answered: “It’s nerve. Humans have that. When we think we are doing
something wrong, or if something serious happens then our heart beat grows
faster. When we feel guilt, it sags and we feel as if our heart is heavy. The
Human clearly was trying to communicate Guilt to you, walking around in the
buff with someone you barely know tends
to invite Embarrassment.” Angelica went quiet. Never did I thought I would
lecture an Angel. “I see. You are a good person, Tassha” spoke Angelica. I
don’t recall being good, but I’ll take the Compliment. After all this is a
God-Like being here, having her in my good graces will be useful. I finish the
bath and get dressed, “Lets head to Korvanjund” I declare as we leave.
We take the path to Korvanjund, A soldier by the name of
Ralof greets me. We share our dis-ease over Undead Crypts.
So we struck, and retcon! Apparently, Angelica’s Human here
was a huntress but her Nord Blood was more Fierce. Turns out she is a Natural
with using Two Handed Weapons! She used an Imperial’s Halberd against him. I
would ask her why Is she killing people or even helping the Stormcloaks here,
but I guess she is doing what she wants to.
è
Tassha Nefedes was Killed at Korvanjund by a
Longsword through her Skull
Urgh What a Bad dream. Huh, wait The Wound is still there! I
head to Korvanjund, looks like it wasn’t a dream. I was recursed back to where
I last slept! Something is odd, although everyone says I never left, Is this
what they call Memory Loss? I need to find out whats happening.
I reached Korvanjund, I remember dying here. “The Price of
Life is in Gold” I remember. If I die, I get sent to a world where my actions
were rectified to be done some other way. My supposed save area is whenever I
sleep, at a bed in an inn or whatever the Universe considers home. This is
rather odd.
I tell Angelica: “Angelica, I just died here” , “What?” she
looks confused, “Is this a trick question?”. I look at her with a serious face.
“No. Your face does look like you experienced Death”. She muses to herself, “I
suppose I wasn’t wrong in reasoning that you are special. You seem to be
favored by Lorkhan” I give a puzzled Look to that. “Whenever you die, the last
time you slept at ease would be when your Soul was at rest. Lorkhan sends you
back to the instance whenever you die, and corrects the world to match the
events as if they had happened some other way”. It seemed difficult to believe,
but I believed Angelica. She knows most about this stuff. “What about my Gold?”
, Angelica looked at me “What about it?” , “I remember someone saying The Price
of Life is in Gold”. Angelica’s expression turned, “Who told you that?” her
tone grew serious, “I don’t know! I just heard it as I woke up!”. Angelica thought
for a moment and cooled off. “They say Gold is the Tears of God’s. That is true
to an extent, Gold holds the essence of Life. It is believed the more Gold you
have, the Higher is your cost for Life. That doesn’t make much sense but In
terms of reincarnation, I suppose it means that you lose all your gold as it is
the worth you have to be recreated.” She explains. I give a sullen look, “So
everytime I die, I lose all my gold?” to which Angelica gives a nod. I sigh and
continue on, “Guess Ill get more somehow.”
è
Tassha Nefedes was Killed at Korvanjund by an
Axe in the Gut
This is ridiculous, Not only do I lose coin. I lose all my
equipment, I had to steal some clothes from the Inn since I was practically
naked. Sigh, atleast everything I give to Angelica remains.
I found an Amulet of Mara, Angelica gave me the look when I
wore it. “What?” I asked, “You Worship Mara?” she asked intriguingly, “No, but
her blessing augments Restoration, which is what I need right now.” To which
Angelica smiled and said, “Sure you do” and went on ahead chuckling. Sigh.
è
Tassha Nefedes was Killed at Korvanjund by an
Arrow to the Face
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Tassha Nefedes was Killed at Korvanjund by a
Sword to the Chest
How many times have I died? I lost count, well atleast we
got to the end. We had to fight a giant Zombie Monster to get the Crown back.
Ulfric lost a lot of good men and women in this, hope its worth it. Apparently
Angelica knows how to lockpick as well, and she does it without an issue.
Strange I say.
Highlight: I found a Weird Dragon Word that echoed into my
mind, it seems I understand it. I did not mention it to Angelica though. We
head back to Windhelm, it was an uneventful Journey this time. I gave the Crown
to Ulfric and that the Imperials were ahead of us, he blamed Imperial Spies. Above
tightening security, he also gave me an Important task. I am to deliver an Axe
to the Jarl of Whiterun. It seems to be some sort of a Message. Upon
questioning about my debt, Ulfric raised an eyebrow. Ulfric stated that this
was simply one task not comparable to a repayment. He told me that he had just
only begun to see my usefulness, so he insisted I continue my service. He will
consider my debt paid once I have done equal in weight. I reminded Ulfric that
if he expects me to win him the War then I expect appropriate compensation.
Ulfric laughed at it and told me to not push my luck. He declared that once I
have done enough to be promoted by Galmar, he will consider my debt paid. I
guess I am off to Whiterun to deliver this axe for now. First me and Angelica
stop at the Inn, I get some good night sleep for once. Those nightmares of me
dying over and over are a rather horrifying visage.
19th of the Last Seed: Tirdas: A new day,
I wake up and go take a bath. Angelica joins me and we have breakfast. She asks
me how the Crown situation went, I replied with a sigh.
“Ulfric says my debt gets paid when he decides it” I say,
“And when is that?’ asked Angelica. “Galmar needs to vouch for me, so a
promotion”. Angelica muses, “I see.. so that means you will need to fight
Imperials”. I take a drink of my ale, “Sadly, I got nothing against the
Imperials but Ulfric won’t leave me alone before I get him something
worthwhile.” I continue eating, Angelica looks at me sternly. “What?” I ask,
“So you will be his servant?” she asked, “Pfft, no. I am simply paying my
debts.” I reply. Angelica folds her arms, unconvinced, “Well what would you
have me do?” I direct a question at her. “Tashha, not everyone is blessed with
a good life. Maybe you should try and help people?” she urged, “And what would
that get me. I am an Argonian Woman in debt, I can’t help anyone yet” I argue.
“No, You can. Unlike other mortals, you don’t essentially die. Lorkhan must
have given you that power for a reason. And I didn’t give you the Restorative Arts
for killing others” Reasoned Angelica. I take another bite of my bread and
mutter to myself: “Sigh, so that’s what this is about”. Angelica goes quiet,
“I’m supposed to be some sort of a Mystical Saviour? Is that it?” I say. “I
don’t know, but you have a power that nobody else has. With Power comes a
Responsibility” lectured Angelica. I don’t like being lectured by a
self-righteous person. Less so a Divine Being, so to disengage I drop it. “You
know what fine. Have it your way, what do I do to help then?” I concede.
Angelica, still a bit agitated yet surprised. It seems she doesn’t know how to
handle her Victory. “Just so you know, there are worse things than dying” I
remind Angelica. Angelica goes quiet and begins to muse. I bathe in peace.
Afterwards when I am going through my Journals, Angelica reads some of the
quests I was given here and there. “Hey, whats this?” she asks as she takes out
a random request. “Oh nothing, just some request. It has a good reward so I
thought I would look into it later when I want work”, “Tashha, This is
terrible!” exasperated Angelica. “What?” I questioned, “Didn’t you read? There
is a beast terrorizing the people. We need to stop it!” cried Angelica. “So?
Beasts like that are pretty common in Skyrim I hear. Besides I got work to do”
I say as I grab my stuff. “Wait!” cried Angela, “You asked me how should you
help. I think this is how” Angelica declared as she held the request. I take a
sigh, this Goodie Two Shoes is annoying, but essential. I can’t have random
people finding about my powers, plus I need her help in learning Restoration “Fine
fine, we will sort it out on the way” I resign, Angelica with a Smug Look
marches on clearly enjoying a Victory.
So the place we have to go to is East of Windhelm at
Refugees Rest. There seems to be a beast terrorizing travelers that we have to
take out.
AAAARRRGGHHH OH MY GAWD MY EYES. THEY BURN!!!! It seems I
had too much of a drink, now the piercing sun is hurting my eyes. I feel dizzy
urgh.
On the way we found a Bandit Camp, I do not want any trouble
with these guys. I can’t let Angelica know they are Bandits, so I quickly
sprint on ahead from the side so she doesn’t ask questions.
So we reached the location, there was a dead guy whose name
is Huron. He had a note saying he had been hiding here for: WHAT… 11 years. Hide and Seek.
People are sure weird.
The Beast problem wasn’t anything, just some dumb wolves.
Well Easy money for me I guess. Problem is, Angelica got real pumped from this.
She insists we do more quests to help people. I remind her I have a debt, but
we will try to do what we can along the way, as long as she follows my lead.
All is good for now.
And Angelica realised there was a Bandit Camp and jumped
straight into it, sigh. Unbelievable, I decided to sit and wat- Are you
serious. This Angel can’t even handle herself. Apparently her good looks
charmed the Men, who instead of killing her grabbed and pinned her to the ground,
I guess I need to intervene before they decide to do anything questionable.
è
Tassha Nefedes was Killed at Refugees Rest by a
Fireball to the face
…. I resurrected, back at Candlehearth Inn. Angelica sit
across me, I stare at her in contempt. “Sorry” she apologized meekly. “Next
time you decide to play hero, know your capability. If I hadn’t interceded who
knows what they would have done.” I shot back. “… Sorry.” She said, I sighed.
“So. What happened?” I ask. “Well apparently I arrived here last night with you
knocked out. We apparently had a room booked, and here we are now” Explained
Angelica. I stopped for a moment, “Wait. You remember?” I asked. “I remember I
was rushing to bandits, then I got hit by a big brute whose friends then pinned
me on the ground. Then you arrived and fought them but they fired a fireball to
your face, then a bright light and suddenly I’m here” explained Angelica. “How
convenient.” I remark. I get up and head to the Palace of Kings for my bounty
reward.
I got 200 Septims, I guess its good enough. I went ahead and
sold our loot at the marketplace and learnt some new spells from the Court
Mage. I paid a visit to the notice board, which turned out to be a mistake.
Angelica insisted on taking all the quests, I told her that not every one is in
danger, This is a Jobs Post we get paid. Angelica pouted and took out a Citizen
Rescue mission, Sigh. This Goodie here really is skewing my priorities.
Angelica wandered off to the Gray Quarter, not good. She saw how poor and
miserable everyone was and looked to me. “Hey, quit it. I am not some mystical
savior, it is none of my business how people live here.”
Once we leave, Angelica points out a Bandit camp at Camp
Arcius. My initial response was as usual: “So? Someone else can take care of
that too”, to which Angelica crosses her arms and says: “And how many people
will be robbed by them until its taken care of?” to which I scoff but then
finally give in. This is annoying.
Well, that was one tough battle. We managed to defeat the
Bandit Camp, The Summon Familiar Spell was incredibly handy. Also I found
Robes! Enchanted Mage Robes! Finally something to help with my magic. After we
disposed off the Bandit, I realised the Bounty was under Dawnstar. Not
Windhelm, sigh I will need to head to Dawnstar to collect the Bounty. On the
way I realised that we can cut from the North and head to Whiterun from
Korvanjund! It gives me a way to bypass all those quests Angelica wants to do.
We reach Korvanjund in the night, when we were suddenly
ambushed by Bandits. No visibility, I threw down a wolf but someone slashed me,
I healed myself and ran but got hit by multiple fireballs. Can’t believe this
è
Tassha Nefedes was Killed at Korvanjund by a
Fireball
… This inn again, I am having nightmares. Right after I got
some decent equipment, I get killed again. Sigh. I put on some clothes Angelica
had and we continue onwards to Whiterun. Except.. Angelica wasn’t showing up.
Alone, Naked and Afraid I began to Panic. That is when I recall, Angelica gave
me a spell to summon her when we first met. To think I would use this, thanks
to my Conjuration Skills now I can. I tried casting it…. It didn’t work. So I
guess Im stuck here. I slid into the Bath house and asked the Inn keeper for no
disturbance. Alone with my thoughts I began to think about life now.
Angelica had helped me a lot, it felt weird she wasn’t
around anymore. The thought was haunting. I recalled our adventures and her
yapping. I began to cry, when suddenly Angelica appears! She was stunned for a
moment, “Are you.. Crying?” she asked. Realizing what happened, I brushed my
tears off and said “No! of course not! Where were you!” I asked Angrily,
“Gathering Books…” said Angelica. “You really liked Books, so while you rested
I was collecting them.”. I grew silent. I had taken Angelica for granted. I
silently bathed as Angelica joined me.
è
Tassha Nefedes was Killed by an Assassin (The
game broke beyond repair)
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Sofiella Ironborn
Female Nord Knight
Lawful Good
Background: Sofiella Ironborn or rather Sofiella Crow,
daughter to the Famous Blacksmith of the Crow Lineage. Her family was the Model
Smithing Enterprise during the Great War. After the War, her Smithing family
was put under covert work of the Imperial Court, hence they could not be paid a
lot so to avoid suspicion. This splintered the great house as the sons and
daughters went their own ways to make a life for themselves. Amongst them was
the Lady Sofiella who took the name: Ironborn which corresponded to the
previous name her finally had before settling in the Imperial City. A Knight
serving the Imperial Army, in return for the services of the Crows, the Emperor
granted them all a small fief. Sofiella was personally invited by her dear
friend High King Torygg to live in Solitude at Proud spire Manor. He intended
to also grant her Nobility, but Ulfric-Stormcloak murdered him. Enraged on
arrival, Sofiella pledged her sword to Lady Elisif and got to work with General
Tulius to quash the Stormcloak Rebellion and bring Skyrim under Imperial rule
once more.
Death: Died fighting Potema Cultists at Wolfskull Cave Level
13
Skills as a Knight:
Two Handed
Heavy Armor
Block
Speech
Smithing (Comes from a Smithing Family)
Journal:
4E 201:
17th of the Last Seed: Sundas:
General Tulius and Legate Rikke were discussing the matter
of a certain Jagged Crown. Now that Ulfric has escaped, he is looking to
increase his power. The Jagged Crown was an Ancient Nord Crown that grants one
some authority in the absence of a moot. I have been tasked to go help the
Forward Legion to secure it, with the Crown we will cut off Ulfric’s growth and
gain more allies to the Imperial side.
I went to pick up my armor when I saw Roggvir’s execution,
The Guard who let Ulfric free. I’ll be honest, while he did do the wrong thing
of letting Ulfric go he still did what he believed to be right. It’s a shame,
but if he isn’t made an example of, we will have an uprising on our hands if
this boils over.
I accepted the noticeboard quests for whatever is going
around here, I need to be helping people especially In these trying times. I
met Taerie from the Radiant Raiment, I was headed towards the Blue Palace to
meet Lady Elisif, she offered me a free Fabric Fine Linen in exchange for
promoting the brand to Lady Elisif. I didn’t object, it was fine quality after
all. I wore presentable and met Lady Elisif.
There was a Villager from Dragon Bridge who complained about
strange noises and disappearances. Lady Elisif promised to increase Security,
as expected of her grace. Falk and the Court Mage handled further matters. I
presented myself to Lady Elisif
“Lady Elisif, I am Sofiella Ironborn. A dear friend of the
late High King Torygg, I am from House Crow. I am here to pledge myself to you”
Lady Elisif looked happy yet concerned: “You may rise
Sofiella, but tell me what business do you have here”
I respond promptly: “What else, I have come here to right
the wrongdoing done to Torygg to which I gave the Imperials my support”
Lady Elisif looked unamused, “Is that all?”
I calm myself and reply: “Ofcourse, I am also here to give
my aid to Solitude. It’s people, Torygg and it’s Jarl”
Lady Elisif smiled, but a nudge from the Court Mage had her
collect herself, “I appreciate your sentiments and your help, but there is one
thing I must ask.” Elisif grew more serious, “Do you pledge your Sword to the
Legion, or me?”
I close my eyes and briefly chuckle, “Milady, I had to take
the oath of serving the Empire ever since I was a babe. An oath inscribed upon
me like a Geass. However, as of now” I clench my lips a bit, “With all my body
and soul, I swear to you. I pledge my allegiance to Solitude. In Torygg’s
Honor, to his Precious.”
With that, Lady Elisif looked delighted and looked as if she
would burst into tears any second. “Your eminence…” spoke the Court Mage, but
Elisif got up from her Throne and walked down over to me. I took the knee and
she raised her hand towards me.
I took her hand and gave it a brief kiss. “Rise, Sofiella
Ironborn” she ordained. I did so. To which Elisif proclaimed loudly, “Let it be
known, Sofiella Ironborn has pledged her Allegiance to me and my late husband.
If anyone strikes at her, they strike at me.” After which there is a cheer in the
crowd in my name. Elisif looks at me intently, “Sofie, I need your help. Help
me help the people of Solitude and Haafinger.”, I smile and respond: “I will do
all in my power”. Elisif smiles and turns to return to her throne. “Help the
people, enough so they can vouch for you. Do that and I shall name you my
Thane” said Elisif as she parted. I got up and took my leave.
On the way to the Inn, I met a most peculiar Lady who was
staring at me. I walked up to her and asked if everything was alright. “Oh,
everything is quite alright my dear.” She said as she walked past me, and then
suddenly disappeared. I asked the guard and the guard doesn’t seem to have seen
anything. Very Odd, for some reason I get the feeling I know her. “Lady
Kathryn” a named popped into my head. I proceed to the inn and find a
disgusting poster of an enslaved Wench. I destroy it immediately, the Innkeeper
tells me someone put that up and warmed me if anyone tears it down they will
face grave consequences. It is my duty to help the people of Solitude, I won’t
let such a travesty take place on my watch. I ask for the Rumors from the Inn
keep, he tells me off whats happening in Solitude. There is an Shady Argonain
named Jaree-Ra, I met him too. It seems he is up to something shady. The bards
college is hiring, there is a Shrine of Azura in Winterhold, there is a Face
Sculptor in Riften. He even mentioned the begger roaming solitude for his
master, it seems he is not from around here. I also ask about the war and what
not and he reveals that something big is happening in Helgen. I better
investigate that as well. As I am taking my meal and drink, a wench by the name
of Rina walks up to me and in a Sultry Voice asks me if I want to come in the
back. I give her a stiff look, but she winks at me and makes a slicing charade
of her throat. Quite odd, “Is there a problem?” I ask firmly. “Oh no no no,
just that if you were interested in wenches..”, I raised an eyebrow. She walked
away towards the presumed corner. I got up and followed her into the basement.
She revealed her name was Rina then. “So you took down that wench poster” she
said, “So I did” I replied. “Do you know what you are getting into?” implored
Rina, “Doesn’t matter, I am here to help” I reply sternly. Rina takes a deep
breath. “You look honest, I suppose I can trust you. I am Rina, a Wench. I was
one of the survivors, my other friends were kidnapped and trafficked as Wench
Merchandise. As you saw on the Poster. I need your help to save them” I
immediately caught on, “What can I do to help” I ask. Rina pointed me to some
locations in Skyrim where her friends might be held. I resolved to investigate
and bring them to safety.
I met a Drunk Sailor by the name of Darion. I talked to him
and it seems he is a ship captain here relaxing in Solitude. He was looking for
something, he gave me some strange remarks but I shot them down. I agreed to
help him but in exchange I wanted his help. He did not make any promises, I
will see how this goes. He mentioned that he was looking for a treasure, and
that it was hidden out near the solitude light house. That sounds similar to
what Jaree Ra was talking about, but Darion doesn’t look like a Scoundrel. I
agree to check out up north, but he needs to help me with a Bandit Camp. We
agree and set out.
Shouldn’t have left at Dusk, visibility is low. We reach the
Solitude Lighthouse, but there seems to be a Ship here. “The Dainty Sload”
whispered Darion, as he drew his weapons “Look out!” he said as he pushed me to
the side, the ground beneath me quaked as smoke rose. A smoke bomb! 3
Mercenaries charge at us, 2 human and one… Giant? No its “PAHMAR!, COME HERE
YOU!” charged Darion. It was a close battle, Darion and I had a close call but
we made it. After slaying the giant of a man, Darion limped over and kicked it.
“Damned Furries, they are a tough one. The Pahmar are tough Khajit Warriors
that now serve as Mercenaries after the Dominion subjugated Elswyer”, I don’t
recall ever seeing one in my service, anyhow. “This ship looks like bad news, I
think we should clear it” I suggest, Darion cracks his Knuckles, “Fine by me,
we will get some sweet loot and it might be where my treasure is” He smiles
with anticipation.
We clear out the ship, no Pahmar over here but there were
some Corsairs that me and Darion took care of swiftly. We scoured the ship for
any trace of his treasure to no avail, “Sigh, atleast we got some loot we can
sell” he reckoned. I decided that this place would make for a good Base of
Operations for us, Darion is a ship captain, he had no Qualms about owning a
second ship except that we needed a dedicated crew for it lest bandits come
back to infest it once more. I concur, and leave that a note for future notice.
For now we rest here for the time being, it is best we leave for the search at
dawn when there is light.
18th of the Last Seed: Morndas:
Interestingly, looks like there was a ring on the First Mate
that Glows when worn. It makes for an interesting bauble, but especially
effective at night. So we found Darion’s Treasure Chest, and it had his
Captains Log in it. I confronted him with it and he admitted to having lost it.
He was thankful and offered me something in compensation, Naturally I asked to
split the loot fifty as fair. He conceded and gave me his Sword for keeping or
Selling. He also told me he intends to do his end of the bargain with the
bandit camp but his ship isn’t going anywhere so He was interested in being my
travelling Partner. I could use his help in my Travels, I happily enlisted
Darion’s Aid. We head up North to the Bandit Camp.
We reached Broken Oar Grotto, a Messy Affair. I swear, being
outnumbered ten to one is a really bad premise. I had more near-death
experiences than I would have liked, What is with Skyrim and so many bandits!
It is impossible to not be outnumbered. Thankfully I managed to get my hands on
explosives, they are amazing. I wish the Imperial Army had more Explosive
Companies but the Tribunal and the Mage Aristocracy discredit it in favor of
Destruction Magic always. Well it is pretty handy. Anyhow, we killed the Bandit
Chief and cleared the Camp. A shocking site came to pass when I saw their
Captive. A Beautiful Young Girl, she looked so terrified and helpless. I took
off her blindfold, she was… scarcely covered. Chained up like an animal, I
asked her for her name and that everything was going to be ok. Her name is
Delilah, and her friends were all brutally violated and then killed, she was
the last one and they were planning another raid to bring more. Looks like we
made it just in time. I plan to return to Solitude and bring Delilah to safety
before I can ask her any more questions regarding this Trafficking Racket.
So we made it back to the Winking Skeever in Solitude,
Delilah managed to get a Job as a Tavern Maid and has made her self right at
home. She sat down and explained to me about the Bandit Wench Trafficking
Racket in Skyrim and how profitable it is during the Civil War. It is far too
expensive for any singular person to buy them all off, and shortage in Manpower
makes them excellent for enterprising entrepreneurs and Bandits alike. She
mentioned a Person named Yuriana who was planning a way to break this up, she
says that I should go to her and help. For now me and Dorian rest, and I plan
to sell off the Loot we got on our adventure. I will need to head to Korvanjund
as well now.
It was a Stormy night, Thunder roared outside and Rain
poured down as if the Heavens themselves cried. I lay on my bed, in my red
lingerie, deep in thought. About my decision to come to Skyrim, about the
Stormcloak Rebellion, Torygg, Lady Elisif, and Delilah. Oh Delilah, how she
must have suffered for God knows how long being tied up like a creature. I
recalled fighting some scantly clad bandits as well, they seemed as if out of
their minds when they were charging my sword. Or perhaps was that their only
escape? Were they Wenches they had violated to such an extent their mind had
broken and they became enslaved to the Bandits will? To think someone as
Gorgeous as Delilah would have to face that. I grew worried, she said there
were more like her, I need to save them. Then it suddenly hit me, what then? So
what if I save them, will they really be able to live life normally after that?
My thoughts turned to Delilah, she was taken in as a Barmaid here, but Nord men
are quite imposing, who knows what they might do to her when they see her…. I
got lost for a moment, when I slowly mouthed “Breasts”. What of her traumatic
experiences as well, will she ever be fine knowing the touch of a man again? I
began to worry and couldn’t sleep. Then In the corner of the darkness, I heard
the door creak open. A silhouette toed in and closed the door behind them, I
remained still. I tuck one of my hands beneath my pillow, ready to hit at the
supposed intruder and make a break for my Sword placed arched by the wall. I
hear the floorboards creak, tip top tip top tip when finally, I felt a
presence. With the crack of Thunder, I rose suddenly and slapped the Pillow
onto the Assailant’s face and pushed them down towards the bed and began to try
to suffocate them. Suddenly, it occurred to me. The Woman was in bar clothes,
and had enormous….. wait. I stopped for a moment, “Delilah?” I asked as I
removed the pillow. As I saw her face illuminate under the moonlight, I
realised she was going to scream as soon as I did but my motion had started. To
avoid a ruckus, I collapsed onto her and tried to shush her with my mouth…….
What? It lasted for Zenithar knows how Long, but after a
while the Panicking body quickly conceded into a relaxed posture. I raised
myself up, and found myself on top of “Delilah?” I say again. Her face,
unblemished and unwrinkled. Her gorgeous eyes looked back at me in Serendipity,
a faint blush across her cheeks. When I realised the situation I immediately
got up and to the side, “Oh my I am so sor-“ before I could complete my
sentence, Delilah grabbed onto me and held tightly to me on the bed. She
burrowed her face into my chest. Confused for a moment, I did not respond,
after a moment I felt her head quivering and heard her murmuring. She was like
a defenseless child, it was at this moment I realised that she was indeed
terrified. The haunting memories of her time, she wanted to wipe it all away by
hoping to be a Barmaid again, but that doesn’t seem to be so. I wrap my arms
around her and embrace her, hushing her in the ear and rubbing her back. Her
murmurs began to become more and more coherent, when she finally resurfaced
from my chest saying: “Thank you”, tears flowed from her eyes down her cheeks
and a relieving smile curled across her face. “They were doing so many things
to me.. Terrible things.. I don’t know if I would have lasted any longer if you
hadn’t saved me, but I can’t even go back to normal now. They took everything
from me, I can never be useful, I can never by anyone, I can-“ as she was
ranting, I took her into my embrace once more and rubbed the back of her head
as I shushed her. “Don’t say that, you are alive, you didn’t break, you are
still you Delilah. You are here with me now, and nothing can change that,
Alright?” I cooed to her. She cried for a bit in my arms, before finally
stopping. “You are so warm, and soft..” she said as she receded. “I haven’t
felt that in so long. The crude, brutish and violent touch of a man.. It
frightens me. Corpulus said if I cannot handle the men, then I have no place
here.” She said as she looked more and more depressed, “Delilah.” I said as I
gave her a kiss on the forehead. “Everything is going to be alright” I said in
an attempt to make her more relaxed. A thankful smile curled on her face as she
hugged me. After holding the hug for a moment, she receded and I still held her
in my embrace. It was at this moment when I realised, I had been holding her in
my Lingerie all this time, and the fact I had accidently kissed her to prevent
her from screaming. A jolt of embarrassment struck me as I looked away abashed,
but it seems Delilah was well aware of it and cupped my face in her hands. “I
really liked that.” She said, locking eyes with me. I was confused, and had no
time to think before Delilah’s face grew closer and, she locked her lips with
mine. After a few seconds, she embraced me. I was kissing her, and she kissed
me affectionately. After a while, we parted. That is when she pushed me down on
the bed and straddled my Thighs with both legs, she had already taken off her
skirt and panties and tossed them off the bed. “I want you so bad” she said, in
a moaning voice as she took off her Dress. Revealing her voluptuously vast
Breasts, she lowered over me and kissed me on the lips passionately while she
dug her hands behind me. She undid my Lingerie with her slender fingers and
caressed my back as she moved down and began to nibble on my nipple. A Bolt of
Virulent Sensations struck me as the erotica developed. She pulled over to the
side and slid her finger down to my Pussy and began to rub it, before I knew
she had pumped her finger in it and had dug her tongue into my mouth. She
pulled me closer as my Breasts pressed against hers. The intensity of her
fingers and mouth along with her breasts built up until I felt something burst
forth. Muffled Moans of Pleasure escaped my mouth as Delilah kissed me
adamantly, not letting a squeak out. Afterwards, we lay on the bed. Naked and
Holding each other in our arms, kissing. After a while, Delilah whispered into
my ear: “Your turn now” she said as she began to get up and scoot over my head.
She sat down while I went down on her, she got down and began to go down on me,
after a while it became a competition on who comes first. The sensation built
up and the heat caught up, neither of us refusing to go out first. The
situation got so intense we sunk our faces into each other’s tush, when we both
climaxed at the same time. I drunk up Delilah’s Juices as she savored mine. She
then shimmied up and we held each other once more, spooning one another as we
kissed and eventually fell asleep.
19th of the Last Seed: Tirdas:
The Next morning, I woke, Delilah was still sleeping next to
me. She purred like a cat, I covered her up with my Blanket after which I took
a Bath and Got Dressed. As I was about to leave for Breakfast, Delilah woke up
and greeted me with a hearty smile.
“Morning Delilah” I spoke, “You slept well” to which she
responded with a grin. “Last night was amazing.” remarked Delilah. My smile
faded “I’m glad. Now get dressed and start packing.” I said as I left the room
leaving Delilah confused.
I had breakfast and spoke to Corpulus over the counter, he
said he was thinking of talking to me but didn’t know me that well but was glad
I did. He happily dismissed Delilah from service; Delilah was elated to join me
as a Travel Companion. Darion, unaware of everything that transpired, took hits
on her but she sheepishly avoided him. I warned Darion not to overwhelm her,
which makes him feel bad every time.
“You two are quite close” remarked Darion, to which Delilah
responded “Oh. Quite” whilst blushing. Darion raised an eyebrow, “Get your
stuff ready Darion, we are leaving” I walk in. “Aw, not without my drink we aren’t!”
declared Darion. I scowl at him, to which his bravado faded “Alright, I’ll go
get ready” he said as he walked away in defeat. Delilah looks at me smiling,
“Delilah” I begin to speak “Not a word about last night” I said with a serious
expression. Zenithar forgive me, I had lost control of myself last night and I
don’t want Delilah to get the wrong idea. Delilah’s face grew saddened, “What?
But I thought we” she began to plead, I walk up and put my arm around her
should as I closed in to whisper “Not a word” I whispered once more looking her
in the eye. Delilah stopped speaking and receded into a downcast gaze. “Nobody
can know, do I make myself clear?” I said, to which she nodded. I let go off
her and walk away. “Although, It was pretty fun” I said as I walked away,
Delilah regenerated into a Happy smile as she caught up to me.
We head out towards Wolfskull Cave to investigate some
supernatural occurrences, that and some bandit camps along the way. Halfway
through Delilah says she doesn’t have a weapon on her. I sigh while Darion
laughs, “Don’t worry Miss, I’ll protect you!” he says in a boisterous manner.
“Good, you stick with Delilah and provide me support” I interject, Darion looks
at me “Aah Clever Lass. Fine then”
Shortly later, I get held up by Highwaymen. Its just two: A
Male Khajit and a Girl, she sounds awfully nervous. I decide to Intimidate her
apparent lack of confidence. To my surprise, she hit a full 180 and backed down
whilst apologizing. “I’m sorry I’m sorry! The Other Wizards made me do it! They
want me to shake down travelers for supplies. Please don’t kill me!” she cried.
I asked the girl who she was and what she was talking about. The girl’s name is
Maseline and the Khajit is R’Dar-Jo, and she says she was with some “Cultists”
to which I raised an eyebrow. She was told to shake down any travelers nearby
and bring them supplies otherwise they would kill her friends. I asked her
where they are, and she pointed towards Wolfskull Cave. I told her to get to
the city and stop associating with them, so far, she hasn’t done anything wrong
so I am sure she will be fine. This just got interesting.
“Looks like there is something going on in there” said
Darion, “Indeed, be on your guard you too” I say. The two nod and we proceed.
We engage two Skeletons at the entrance of the cave, we
dispatch them quickly. “Undead…” said Delilah uncomfortably, “I don’t like
this.”. One off the Skeletons had a Battle Axe, I kick it up and give it to
Delilah “Make camp and stand guard. Incase some of the other Cultists come in,
and to warn travelers. Me and Darion will take care of this” I tell Delilah.
Delilah nods and Darion gives me the Thumbs up, “Lets go mangle with some
Cultists then!” he says gleely. We descend into Wolfskull cave.
Its dark, we take torches, so we walk slowly into the cave.
Suddenly in the distance, I sighted a Draugr. I give Darion a Heads up as I
take out my Sword and Charge at it. It was alone and went down quick. We
proceed.
è
Sofiella died by being shot in the face in broad
daylight (Game broke beyond repair)
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Min’Ur-Va
Female
Redguard Paladin
Lawful
Neutral
Level:
4 ; Life: 4
Skills:
Heavy
Armor
Restoration
Speech
Enchanting
Start:
Sacred Site = Statue to Meridia
Background:
A
young girl who grew up in Hammerfell. Her family moved to Skyrim to seek better
fortune as times in their homeland were troubling. Upon reaching Skyrim they
were attacked by bandits, but while the girls Father fought off the mother ran
off with her and hid in a nearby Crypt. Night fell and the dead became
restless, the Girls father returned. He was heavily injured so her mother got
to tending his wounds, after a while another party entered the crypt. The
father had the mother and daughter hide. It seemed to be a coven of
necromancers who had decided to settle into this crypt for their research, and
a tough Redguard at deaths door provided an opportunity. They knocked him out
and took him, after subjecting him to horrific treatment they killed him. The
mother, enraged, lashed out at them with a ceremonial dagger killing quite some
of them as she had the element of surprise, but the Necromancers, desperate,
reanimated the father. The mother who could scarce believe it was stunned for a
moment, which gave the necromancers enough time to tackle and hold her down.
The Girl watched in horror as her own father (reanimated) killed her mother.
Fortunately, a group of warriors brandishing light raided the crypt the same
night. They had found the remains of the Girl’s Caravan and suspected the
nearby Crypt to harbor outlaws of the unsavory kind. Their hunch was correct
and they assaulted and defeated the Necromancers. These gracious warriors were
unlike the vile Necromancers as they spoke rites to the dead and buried the
Girls parents. The Girl decided to come out of hiding at that point. The Warriors
took pity on her and so took her with them. They explained they were former
Vigilants of Stendarr but had left the order due to the Politics and their
tunnel vision bias on Daedra which led them to neglect the undead and vampires.
Min’Ur-Va took a liking to them and joined them, they raised her as one of
them. As time went on, some of them died while others grew old and tired. They
weren’t the sort to start their own order and didn’t want to be sell swords,
the Leader of the Band told Min’Ur-Va to head to the Shrine of Meridia. She had
a vision that told her to send Min’Ur-Va to her.
Being
an Independent Paladin, sworn to destroy the undead, Min’Ur-Va began her Quest.
Deaths:
1- Frost Troll at Steepfall
Burrow
2- Frost Wolf at Steepfall
Burrow
3- Bandit Chief at Camp
Journal:
17th
of the Heartfire Sundas:
I
can’t believe this. After all the trouble I went through to get to this Statue
of Meridia. Nothing happened. Perhaps the Leader was mistaken.. No, maybe It is
not yet my time. I suppose I’ll go to Solitude and get some work, there are
always undead and bandits that need to be dealt with, plus I can earn some
coin. Good will doesn’t feed an empty stomach
I
reached Solitude to find a gate guard being executed for opening the gate for
Ulfric Stormcloak after he murdered the High King. Poor sod should have done
his job right. Look where his ‘Ancient Nord Traditions’ got him, at the
chopping block. Anyhow I met two Mercenaries gawking over the Noticeboard.
“You
heading out?” I asked them, they look over to me. “Indeed, we got a contract
for a bandit camp” replied the female Red guard. My race isn’t trusted here,
but there is some trust between us. I nod, “How about I join you?” I float. The
mercenary muses for a second, “We could use some extra help, but we can’t
promise you anything since the Contract is ours.” Offered the Mercenary. I
really don’t have much going for me, and there is loot to be found as well as
safety in numbers. I agree to the offer, “Very well”, to which the Mercenary
forwards their hand. I shake to it, “The names
Alexia, he’s Alveleg” spoke the Mercenary to which I replied “Minerva”.
There was an unspoken understanding that our names were our Business names,
sell swords and the like don’t divulge their real names in this line of work. I
head over to the general store to sell some of my extra baggage, I spotted a
peculiar book regarding Wild Healing Magic. The Shop keep said it was gathering
dust in the attic, so she was willing to sell it to me for a price. I coughed
up 200 septims and got the book, this will prove useful especially with allies.
I
visited the Blue Palace before heading out, Lady Elisif looked. ‘sick’ perhaps
she is still mourning the death of her husband. I decided to talk to Falk
Firebeard who briefed me about possible undead in Wolfskull Cave. I discussed
this with Alexia and mentioned that Falk will reward generously for
investigating, perhaps it is nothing. Alexia muses and decides to come along,
we head out.
We
reach Wolfskull Cave to be attacked by 2 undead, we quickly dispatch them.
Alexia has a bad feeling about this hence refuses to get involved with this.
I’m afraid I will have to leave this for now, I am ill equipped and don’t have
enough firepower. The Last thing I need to do is to provide the damned
necromancers with another corpse to play with.
17th
of the Heartfire: Morndas:
During
our travels, suddenly we were attacked by Lightning! I took cover and traced
the source to a Storm Mage. It seems we had disturbed something, fortunately it
was only one. The Storm Mage didn’t seem too accustomed to Combat as I managed
to dodge and meander around her whilst she kept missing her attacks and wasted
her mana. My restoration skills proved quite useful as I managed to out flank
her enough so Alvleg could get in close enough and take his time to land a
shot. One shot hit the shoulder which he was clearly aiming at the head for, by
the second one in the chest did her in. That’s the thing with mages, their lack
of armor makes them an easy target for Archers. Upon investigating what she was
doing, I found a shallow grave. I Dug up to find an ancient corpse. It had some
mysterious armor on it and some spell tomes, mystical. The Mercs were looting
the mage so they don’t know. I decide to wrap up what I found and take it with
me. This was quite bountiful.
We
found the bandit camp, they picked a good spot up on the hills. The high ground
gives their archers an edge against armed escorts, giving them absolute
dominance over this area. Fortunately there was heavy snow today so we managed
to slip under the view of the sentry. I managed to get in and scout out the
place, I found the chief and what appears to be an army of Bandits!
I
tried backing away slowly but I slipped which gave away my position to the
Sentry. It was 3 against 10, or 20 or maybe even 30 who knows. The snow and
trees provided us cover and Alvleg picked off a sentry or two. I was looking
for an opportunity to retreat when I looked up and couldn’t believe my eyes.
It
was the bandit chief. No doubt, that’s her. With her bravado she was taunting
us. Alexia hit her back with some of her own insults which seem to do the trick
as she slid down the hills and charged at them. She had a lightning bolt spell
which she fired first, it was a warning to Alvleg no doubt. However, the
Chief’s Hubris would be her undoing. She hadn’t noticed me, so I swung my sword
right as she passed by me and I buried it into her back. However, her battle
instinct was keen as she saw me from the corner of her eye and managed to parry
a short bit. My blade had slashed her arm pretty bad, but she stood. Alvleg and
Alexia tried to come out but the Archers up top kept them pinned. I was at the
bottom of the hill so the Archers couldn’t get a clean shot and worse they
might shoot the Chief. So now it was me and the Chief in a somewhat chaotic
duel to the death. She fired a lightning bolt at me, I duck to the side and
step forward with a thrust. The Chief parried my Attack and returned with a
Counter-Cut. I twisted myself and met the Strike but she had fooled me. With a
twist of her wrist, she redirected her attack to Slash me across the chest on
my exposed side. I took a lot of damage, but the boss licked the blood off from
her blade. I gripped my sword tightly and enter into my poise. Just as how the
Leader taught me, I pointed it straight and rested my chin on the back of my
palm as I held the sword upright. The Chief was somewhat amused, it seems she
doesn’t recognize my stance. The Chief charged once more with a thrust, this
time I held my ground and looked her dead in the eye. Patience is key, as I see
her move into the extend I take a brief step forward and then duck to the right
as I meandered my Sword to my left. I evaded her attack and my sword was in the
trajectory of her legs. She responded with twisting her wrist and parrying my
sword. I expected this. She parries while in motion with unstable footing and a
twisted wrist, I turn it around by slashing from the outside towards her back.
The Chief is no amateur, she quickly sensed that and through a feat of
acrobatics jumped into a backflip. However, this was it for her now. I had
always been taught not to let my swing run wild, thus I was able to stop my
Sword mid Swing. The Chief’s intuition told her that my swing would circle back
and hit her in the back. What she didn’t know was I could stop it. I faced
towards her and regained my Poise. By the time the Chief had landed from her
Backflip, I was in position and thrusted her. In a final act of defiance, the
Chief immediately swung her Sword Upwards towards me. If It were a normal
thrust, It would endanger my eyes as she could let go off the swords, but I was
doing a controlled thrust. So I saw right through her and stopped just before
her Swing and managed to pivot around safely. I dug my sword right into her
back and She feel to the ground, I
kicked her up and had a good look at her face. Definitely the Boss, her
Bravado faded as she realised what had happened. I drove my sword through her
neck, ending her. One of the Bandits Captains charged at us in fury but Alvleg
shot him down. I quickly carried off the bodies to safety so we can loot them.
The rest of the Bandits broke rank after seeing the boss die. While the contract
would assume we would have to kill all the bandits to kill their chief, we got
lucky. The Mercs cover my escape as I drag the bodies to safety.
We
reached back safely and I split the loot with Alexia. She gives her farewell
and hopes we might work again someday. I sell the excess and present myself to
Lady Elisif, she applauds my efforts on Wolfskull Cave and the Bandit
Situation. She calls me privately along with her Court Mage and Advisor, Falk,
and we discuss the Wolfskull Cave Situation. I confirmed the presence of
Cultists and that they are responsible for attacks and abductions on the road.
Elisif wants them rounded up, Falk says they lack resources as of now and the
Court Mage downplays the importance of the Cultists, saying that they must be a
bunch of amateurs dabbling in the dark and are not worth our time. Elisif
dismisses them, she asks me to do what I can about the Cave and that she will
be in my debt for helping Solitude.
Now
a debt of a Jarl is huge so I tell her “I’ll see what I can do Milady”
to which she smiles and nods. I take my leave. I need to get resources and
assemble a team for Wolf skull Cave.
As
I am heading out, I hear a chuckle from my side: “In your debt hm?” said a
feminine voice. I look to the side, my fingers itch towards my sword, to see a
rather well-dressed noble sitting. “It seems you have been entrusted with a
mission.” She continues. I give her an aggressive stare but she holds eye
contact with a grin, fearless, “Don’t get me wrong, I mean you no harm. But, I
myself might have a need for a strong favor. I command quite a fearsome
Arsenal” she explains. I turn to her and give her and stare at her quizzically
to which she chuckles once more and continues: “You shall address me as Lady
Kathryn. I possess a rather unique set of skills involving the dead. I
believe you will find my assistance most invaluable”. I was suspicious, but now
I am certain. I scowl at her at the mention of the dead. “I don’t work with
necromancers. If I meet you out in the wild, I will see you dead” I declared
and walked away. She sighed, “Suit yourself, but it would be wise for you to
avoid threatening me” warned the Necromancer.
I
head to the tavern for a stiff drink and bed. I meet a Sailor by the name of Darion
who offered to buy me a drink, I accept it with suspicion. He jokes on how I
might be taken advantage if I am not careful, which I throw back at him. He and
I then talk about his adventures as a Sailor, he says he is staying around here
because he is looking for a treasure. I opt to join him in as he has been on
sea for most of the time, and I have been on land. He isn’t keen on sharing, so
I decided to trade favors instead. He helps me out with a bunch of bandit camps
and I will help him find his treasure. The deal is struck and we drink to it,
we shall depart in the morning.
18th
of Heartfire: Tirdas:
Me
and Darion set out towards the Solitude lighthouse in search of the treasure in
the wee hours of the morning.
è Assassinated in her Sleep
(Basically the Game broke beyond repair)
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Lady Gray, Who is the Protag of the story as well. So Definitely a Thumbs up