Monday, 19 March 2012

Day forty-three.

Apparently, I torched the whole estate. That's not how I remember it. Maybe a dragon came by after I was done? I don't know. Chewed out, DIDN'T get my cut. Dicks. Sent to go talk to Maven Black-briar. She must be important. Her name's on the bottles.

Go report to someone in Whiterun, huh? What, and get screwed out of my cut AGAIN? Sod that. I have more important business to attend to. Namely, a nyap.
And now, on to kynesgrove, to figure out this whole dragon business. Or at least to see if crazy conspiracy lady is telling the truth or not. At least, I can maybe find another dragon to kill for soul and materials.

Hey, look, there's that fort I found earlier. I better clear it out to make sure this trip isn't a total bust.

Spiders in the prison? Eeesh. Bandits all over, too. How unsanitary.

Quick stop in Shor's Stone to offload bandit loot and pick up some ebony, then off again. I think I'll swing past mzulft, pick up what I left behind last time, and maybe take some time for a nice hot bath in a hot spring. Unmolested by dragons, this time.

Picked up the loot from mzulft. Just some bulky dwarven scrap.

Bath was niiiice. Took off my armour and took a dip. I smell a bit eggy, but I'm clean. AND WARM.

So much creep cluster and jazebay grapes!

So much SNOW, suddenly.

Okay, just outside kynesgrove... What's she running up to me for?
DRAGON ATTACK

Okay, crazy lady is apparently a member of the Blades.
Who were sworn protectors of the septim emperors. Thought I'd heard of them.
And of the Dragonborn, but they hadn't found any.
She knew what I was when I nyommed the dragon soul.

Oh yeah. Big bad black dragon from Helgen was back again. Resurrecting another dragon, with a Shout of some sort. He scarpered when he noticed me, using the other dragon as a distraction.
Some bones, quite a few scales, and a lot of septims. Managed to apply it to Aura Whisper.

Borrowed the town's smelter for a bit to render the dwarven scrap down, then headed to the tavern.

Sorted out some reluctant nord. He didn't want to accept his bar tab being ignored by the innkeeper, but I talked him into it. Got the stuff he pawned as a reward. Steel boots, and a nice elven bow.

Had a nice long nyap.

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