Fredas, 21st of Last Seed, 4E 201 – Day 5

Well, it’s time to head back to Riverwood and then on to Bleak Falls Barrow.

Just as a I reached the bridge to Riverwood I found a path that, if my map was true, would lead me to Bleak Falls Barrow.

God, that ride up the hill was cold, encountered a few bandits in some kind of outpost but they were no match for me.  At the top of the mountain at the entrance to the Barrow were a number more bandits. I can only guess that inside was going to be swarming with them. Its going to be good exercise.

I can only imagine what this place looked like before it fell to rack and ruin. It must have been a great hall with roaring fires, barrels of mead and great men singing great battle songs.  Now I know it was a temple, but still the vision of the great hall refuses to leave me. The views from up there were staggering, how I wish I could have seen it in the old times.  Instead it’s just a shell of a hall with the inside infested with bandits. How the mighty have fallen. Read more of this post

Tirdas, 18th of Last Seed, 4E 201 – Day 2

I woke up bright and early so I could get a head start and look round the village. I heard last night that the local woodcuters were looking for work so I thought I’d spend the day chopping wood and learning to use the forge.

I ventured into the local store and spoke to the owners who were having an argument about a gold claw which I promised to get back for them. The owner’s sister tried to escort me out of the village but I had to go back and finish my training at the blacksmiths.

I did run into the owner of the lumber and she told me to speak to her husband about getting some work. Read more of this post

Morndas, 17th of Last Seed, 4E 201 – Day 1

Today is most definitely a bad day.  I was crossing the border from my village to get work in the next village when I was ambushed by Imperial troops.  They seemed very excited by someone else who was ahead of me and they thought I was one of his troops.

I was bound and thrown onto a cart and taken to Helgin. With me was a thief, a soldier and an Alfric Storm Cloak. General Talius was taking us to be executed.  As I said, it was a bad day.

I’m a Redguard, born and bred for battle. My name is Stave, son of Lews Darksabre, chief of the Redguard clan Treides, and this is my story.

The day just seemed to get worse, not only was I captured by Imperials for supposedly working with the Storm Cloaks but I was now about to be executed. Read more of this post