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

Turdas, 20th of Last Seed, 4E 201 – Day 4

It’s a new day and I was determined to warn the local Jarl about the dragon threat to Riverwood. I spoke to the Jarl and he rewarded me for delivering the story of Helgen and charged me to find a tablet in Bleak Falls Barrow for his mage Farengar.

I decided to look round the Jarl’s house before leaving and I did some practice on his locked cabinets. I didn’t take much, just an Elven sword and a necklace, I do normally try to be good. Although I did find an unusual gem which I decided to get appraised.  So I’m not all good, but I only take from those who can afford to miss what I take, I do fight and defend those who need my sword. So after doing an errand or two I realised how late it was, so decided to get some sleep and head out first thing in the morning

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