Day Forty.

Ugh. Stone floors are cold and hard. Couldn't sleep for long.
Taking as much out as I can carry. That's probably a bad idea.

Hopefully Shor's Stone will have a trader I can offload stuff onto.

No tavern? Ugh!

Spending time with a couple of miners by the fire. Sharing some mead, warming up.

Agreed to clear out the mine of spiders. Can't be that hard.
Veins of EBONY. Veins of it!
This mine... Is clear.

That's the dragon, alright. It's just sitting there, sleeping... Magnificent creature. Maybe I can just get a little closer to it, take it by surprise...

GOT IT
Not dead yet.

For a legendary creature, this one sure was clumsy. Slammed right into the mountain.
I feel sorry for the people who used to live up here. This was a quiet little mining village, it looks like. Until the dragon showed up.

Riften! Offloading junk!

Time to help handsome suspicious guy frame someone. Why? Because I have a suspicion he's in with the thieves guild.

Into the Ratway, to find the Ragged Flagon, and probably the thieves guild. Hopefully.

Dumb traps everywhere. I've looted Nyord ruins! This is cub's play.

I'm through. Captured a soul, too!

This one is different, huh? Damn RIGHT. I'm the mother-licking DRAGONBORN.

And yeah, it is the Guild. Quest time!

Shook down the argonians at the inn for what they owe to the guild. Next up, general store guy, and bunkhouse lady.

Nyaaaptime.