Questions of Warrog's sanity as all kinds of other worldly beings converse with him.
Day 59
I had only planned on dropping a few things off at my house, but I got into the building mood. I finally finished the enchanter's table, built some weapon plaques, and organized the house a bit. I got about five hours of sleep in my warm bed before leaving.
Day 60
It's been two months since my new life began. It feels like a lot longer. If you had asked me two months ago if I thought I would have a large house with 30,000 gold, and be known as the Dragonborn, I would have thought you crazy. Though if anyone reads this, they might think me mad for all of the voices I hear. I think for now I'll keep my sanity from anyone else.
When I left my house, I found some bandits trying to sneak inside. I'm thinking I need some sort of security around here. I killed them and looted what little they had on them.
For once, I arrived at Riverwood and no dragons were attacking and killing people. I sold the rest of the little things I had left over plus the bandits' gear before traveling all the way back north, through Morthal, and up a mountainside to find this shrine.
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Friday, September 27, 2013
Thursday, September 26, 2013
Tales of Warrog: Chapter 18
When a hot woman's voice in your head tells you to kill people, it's okay to listen.
Day 57
The Library, as it was, wasn't much to look at. I have more readable books in my house than what's left. Apparently if you leave a bunch of books to people under some sort of spell, they get burned or ruined. We found some priests inside who were fighting the Orcs, but they didn't much like us there either. I saved what books I could from the Library, letting the priest of Mara have a look at them. One of them had the information on how to get past the barrier. It involved some sort of potion.
We sneaked into the East Wing, past more of the Awakened as he calls them. The Laboratory had lots of Alchemy ingredients that I snagged up. I found the potion as well, which he told me to drink. The further we go through this, the more I'm hoping it pays very well.
Day 57
The Library, as it was, wasn't much to look at. I have more readable books in my house than what's left. Apparently if you leave a bunch of books to people under some sort of spell, they get burned or ruined. We found some priests inside who were fighting the Orcs, but they didn't much like us there either. I saved what books I could from the Library, letting the priest of Mara have a look at them. One of them had the information on how to get past the barrier. It involved some sort of potion.
We sneaked into the East Wing, past more of the Awakened as he calls them. The Laboratory had lots of Alchemy ingredients that I snagged up. I found the potion as well, which he told me to drink. The further we go through this, the more I'm hoping it pays very well.
Wednesday, September 25, 2013
Tales of Warrog: Chapter 17
When you find a town infested with Daedra influences, you just gotta help.
Day 57
It was evening when I arrived at Dawnstar. The snow was falling as I looked through the town for merchants who could buy my loot. I found the blacksmith standing around with a woman. They were talking about people not having a good night's sleep. After I sold some armor, I asked about the bad night's sleep, figuring some dragon had been terrorizing the town; that seems to be fairly commonplace as of late.
Apparently, everyone is having the same nightmare every night. The blacksmith said there was a priest of Mara in the Inn who could hopefully release the curse they were under. Maybe he could pray to Malacath if he wants a curse lifted. All Mara does is bring two people together to be miserable in each other's presence.
Day 57
It was evening when I arrived at Dawnstar. The snow was falling as I looked through the town for merchants who could buy my loot. I found the blacksmith standing around with a woman. They were talking about people not having a good night's sleep. After I sold some armor, I asked about the bad night's sleep, figuring some dragon had been terrorizing the town; that seems to be fairly commonplace as of late.
Apparently, everyone is having the same nightmare every night. The blacksmith said there was a priest of Mara in the Inn who could hopefully release the curse they were under. Maybe he could pray to Malacath if he wants a curse lifted. All Mara does is bring two people together to be miserable in each other's presence.
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