Day forty-six!

Not many falmer, but they DID sneak up on me. Well. One did. Lydia had my back, though.

MORE scrap.

Finally! The right door!
But nyo. Got to run around, get hold of the key, and kill a BIG construct first. Lydia distracted it while I got around behind it, got it's attention with a few firebolts, and murdered it's knees.

And I found the crystal the guy at the door mentioned. It's heavy.

Woo! Finally found the Synod! Okay, the sole remaining one. Who wants me to install the crystal and play with the buttons on the pedestal.
And I have to whack the thing with fire and frost spells once things are in the right place, to make it align.

Woohoo!

And it's pointing to labyrinthian as a major source of magic. Which is what they were USING this thing for. Basically, to spy on everyone doing magic. The only other point is the college, so we obviously have the staff in labyrinthian, right?
It better be.

Off back to the college!
By way of all the junk I left.
And nyapped a bit on one of the stone beds. Not the best night's sleep I've had, but at least someone left bedding.

Ooof. There was about a full ton of dwarven scrap here. I improvised a sort of sled out of a few of the bigger chunks, and dragged it out. Then to kynesgrove, discovering a cave on the way.
Smelted down to 450-odd ingots. Dragged them all to Windhelm, where I made some bows, traded them for a bunch of iron, made MORE bows, and did some hardcore shopping.
Then took everything to the carriage guy and paid him extra to take me and my loot to Whiterun. Ended up having to feed his horse a couple of strength potions.

Collapsed into bed when I got there, after borrowing a handcart to transfer them all to my house.