Arrived in whiterun just before dawn. Walked into the city, stashed everything I needed to, did some alchemy, and walked out to catch the carriage back again.
Arrived in Riften in the evening. Sick of the smell of horse. Walking is far superior.
On to business. Headed out to the estate to go yank the safe's contents and burn some beehives.
I hate swimming. I hate cold water, and I hate sewers. And skeevers.
Okay. Snuck in through an old, skeever-infested sewer. Guards spotted me when I made it into the house, so I was forced to silence them.
All of them.
Vex is a liar. There were at least ten just in the house. Got the contents of the safe and a full set of boots, valuables, and bracers off the guards, off to take out the beehives.
SOME beehives.
Guards again. Lydia held them off while I found the hives and set fire to only three of them, as instructed. Firebolt!
Took out the rest of the guards, swam for shore again. At least I don't stink now, what with the bath and all.
Ugh. Must have passed midnight again...
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