#1 Posted by Kaiboraz -
Just Another Day in Skyrim
I walked up the hill to Dustmen’s Cairn to find a gaping hole in the ground, with stone protrusions forming stairs down to the entrance. I yanked the ancient Nord arrows from my hide shield, tossed them onto the grassy mound and walked down. My new friend Farkas was already at the top after coming to my aid at the cemetery below and followed me down into the stone pit. As I approached the black ornate door, I was filled with excitement and determination. I wanted to pass this trial and join this group of mighty warriors. The thoughts of the previous week and what had led up to this flashed through my thoughts.
I was happy to be leaving the caves behind. My homecoming was not as welcoming as I had hoped. I was crossing from Cyrodiil where I had spent the last 10 years educating myself. I was captured along with soldiers in blue by Imperial forces. No matter what I tried to tell them they were just soldiers following orders and wouldn’t listen to anything I said. Next thing I know my head is on the chopping block for treason. I was saved by the most unlikely source, a Dragon, which proceeded to tear the city, Helgen, apart around me.
I allied myself with one of the few Nords who had any sense, Hadvar an Imperial soldier. He freed me from my bindings and we escaped into the keep and through the cave passages. Having nothing to my name, I scraped together what I could in the collapsing fort. Some health potions and some gold were lying about. Hadvar gave me some Imperial armor and boots as well as a sword cast from Iron. At some point I took one of the shields from a Stormcloak soldier trying to stop us. The caves proved to have several alchemy ingredients and a bear whose hide I took.
The light blinded me for a moment as we exited the damp cave. Overhead the Dragon took off into the distance. We were both silient for a long time. When we were convinced it wasn’t coming back we came out from behind our cover. Hadvar told about family he had in the nearby town of Riverwood, but to go separately.
As Hadvar walked down the dirt path laid before us I took the time to acquaint myself with my surroundings. I wasn’t familiar with Helgen or much of the Falkreath hold, coming from Solitude, but I knew the layout of the holds in the province. To the North was Whiterun, the East the Rift and West, the Reach.
The smell of smoke and burnt wood and burning flesh filled the air. I looked behind me and above the cave were the walls of Helgen. There was a road on the other side of a small hill leading to Falkreath city. I noticed a small encampment tucked under a rock overhang. I knew the sign of bandits but no one was around. I had lost almost everything so I decided to raid the camp for supplies. The camp had one treasure chest that was locked. I studied the lock and got out some of the picks given to me by the torturer in Helgen’s dungeon. It was a rudimentary lock which I easily popped open.
Inside was a small bandit cache and I studied the contents. I couldn’t have been lucklier. (I really was super lucky, I was thinking about ignoring it for the sake of the story) I found hide bracers enchanted to increase the damage inflicted with smaller weapons, a ring enchanted to make you hold a shield slightly steadier and some gold and potions. Just then I heard several people approach. The bandits turned the corner and found me crouched near their chest.
#2 Posted by Kaiboraz -
I think they were almost as shocked as I was because I was able to ready myself for their three man attack. One stood back with a bow and waited for a shot at me. The others were clad in armor of fur and hides with basic iron weapons. I kept one of the two bandits in between me and the archer and assaulted the closest one with repeated slashes. He blocked most with his shield but I could tell I was still damaging him. As he lifted his weapon in attack, I put all of my stamina into a powerful swing. The slash across his chest also ended his life. The other bandit had been mostly blocked from attacking me by the now dead bandit, although he did land a few hits. My Imperial armor held up well as the injury hurt but wasn’t serious. I blocked several of his attacks and as he got closer I smashed his face with my shield. Staggering backward I landed several blows across his body killing him.
Lastly the archer was half behind a tree finally having a clear shot at me. She missed on his first shot. I rushed forward to close the gap. Slow to drop her bow and ready her dagger I smashed into her shield first and followed up by running my sword clean through her.
I decided to head toward Riverwood. I found the dirt path Hadvar had used and followed it down the hill. I soon came across another bandit camp just off of a cobblestone road. I didn’t realize Skyrim was in such Chaos that bandit camps were allowed so close to the cities and go unchecked. This one was nestled into a bunch of trees and wasn’t well hidden from the road. They were unaware of me so I slowly approached until I could see one of them clearly. I readied my recently acquired bow and let an arrow fly.
It hit him in the side, not the neck I was aiming for. Critically wounded he found the courage or stupidity to rush me along with his fellow bandits. Another arrow felled the first and another launched into the crowd found its mark. Not wanting to make the same mistake as the bandit I dropped my bow, unsheathed my sword and grabbed my shield.
I exchanged blows with each bandit. My shield got a good workout and after a heated battle, managed to defeat them all. I drank a potion to close the wounds I received, and then pressed forward to Riverwood. Along the road there were three standing stones. I had heard of them giving special properties to those that visit and give tribute to them. There are several in Haafingar but I’ve never heard of so many close together. They were the Guardian Birth-signs of the Mage, Thief and Warrior. I laid the weapons of the bandits I had just defeated around the Warrior stone, placed my hands on it and gave a quick prayer to Shor.
Dusk was slowly approaching and I was getting hungry. I could see Riverwood in the distance. The road followed the river which gave the walk a peaceful serenity. Passing a make-shift stairway I decided to go and scavenge for some more supplies or valuables to sell. A single guard stood outside the abandoned mine. A worn piece of wood hung over the shaft entrance and read “Embershard.”
There was a bandit posted as a guard so I approached with my hand on my sword hilt. Sure enough, thinking he’d spotted an easy target the Orc grabbed his axe and came at me as I hit the top of the stairs. I raised my shield to deflect the blow but the Orc’s strength was impressive. I dug in my heals, and then with a running power strike I staggered my attacker and put him on his knees. As is Nord tradition, with another blow I sent him to the afterlife.
#3 Posted by Tru_To_The_Game -
If you have to cheat, you're admitting to yourself you're not good enough.
#4 Posted by Kaiboraz -
I opened the wooden door carefully; I knew there would be more bandits inside. The mine was lit with torches hanging on the posts holding up the ceiling. As I walked deeper into the musty smelling mine I soon came across two bandits discussing the defenses of their new hideout.
I was on a wooden bridge while the bandits were down below at the edge of an underwater pond. I planted my foot on the railing and jumped down with my sword leading the way. The first man didn’t’ know what hit him and was down in seconds. I raised my shield and braced for the retaliation of the other. My shield absorbed the blow and then I smashed it into his face. As he stumbled backward I landed several slashes to his arms and torso, one of them fatal.
There was a drop bridge leading to another chamber beyond the murky pond. As I looked for the switch to lower the bridge I found the remains of an unlucky miner. Who knows how long he or she has been there. In a chamber opposite the remains I found the switch. The drop bridge came down with a crash. I could hear the surprise of two more on the other side. I rushed back to the T junction and tried to hide in the shadows.
One of the bandits investigating came towards me. I tried a sneak attack but I must have been too loud because the bandit turned quickly with an axe swing. Caught off guard the blow went across my armor. He came at me again and I managed to duck the blow and counter with one of my own. The dull grain of my iron sword managed to cut through some of the hide armor and leave a sizable gash. The other bandit was now aware of the fight and was rushing to join his friend. The pain in my chest was excruciating and if I didn’t finish this quickly, I wouldn’t get a chance to heal myself. A combination of shield bashing and quick sword swings finally allowed me the chance to drink one of the health potions and continue on.
Just across the drop bridge another Orc was guarding a barred room with a large decorated chest. I caught the guard by surprise and put him down before he could stand up and get to his Warhammer. One by one I defeated the bandits occupying the mine. They had a kitchen with supplies so I grabbed some food and ate on the run. The mine had a forge, grindstone and workbench and a couple of refined iron ingots. I had a lot of raw material on and around me but no place to smelt them. I sharpened my sword and continued on. I grabbed all the loot I could carry and exited through a different path then which I entered.
The night sky was above and the moon shined down on me. Wolves were pack hunting in the forest to my left managed to track me down, but they were no match for my sword. I took their pelts and found the cobble road and the river it followed. I was soon in Riverwood but it didn’t look like a Dragon attacked. I could see Hadvar talking with Alvor on the porch of one of the houses and there was another Nord pacing the road. I told the one on the road about the Dragon attack but he didn’t see the Dragon and didn’t believe me. Sven instead began telling me of a local women and how someone named Faendal was seeing her often. He gave me a note to give to the women and tell her it was from the wood elf. He came off as a coward so I made a mental note to tell this Camilla so.
I left to go meet Hadvar and his uncle Alvor in their house. Hadvar and I began explaining what had happened. It took some convincing but Alvor and his wife believed us and told me to go inform the Jarl at Whiterun, while Hadvar makes his way back to Solitude. Alvor was very generous with supplies and after another meal and talking about the war I fell into the single bed for the night.
#5 Posted by Kaiboraz -
I awoke feeling rested and eager to get rid of this now heavy pack full of loot. Alvor directed me across the road to the Riverwood Trader. Inside the owner and a woman were arguing about something. I stood and waited while they finished their discussion and then asked what was wrong. He explained about a robbery and that the thief made off with a golden claw. He said if I could get it back he’d pay me handsomely and he suspected that he is hiding out in Bleak Falls Barrow.
The women who introduced herself as Camilla offered to show me the way. I gave the note form Sven and told her that he wanted me to say it was from Faendal. She blushed and thanked me and asked to tell Faendal the news if I saw him.
I traded in all the loot I was carrying including some Stormcloak armor, some gems and weapons from the bandits in Embershard mine. I looked over his wares but didn’t see much that interested me except a sword made from steel. I bought the sword and with a bigger coin purse and lighter pack I wandered the town until I found Faendal. I told him the story about Sven and he gave me a small sum of gold for embarrassing him to Camilla. He offered to join me in my travel to Whiterun but I declined.
I intended to go after that Golden claw for Lucan but I had more pressing matters. I stopped by the inn for some food before I left for Whiterun. The barkeep was nice but quiet. I noticed an alchemy lab and asked to use it. After I got permission I brewed potions and tested ingredients I had come across since Helgen. I had different mushrooms and plants as well as some butterfly wings, both blue and monarch. I managed to make a few useful potions and some more that I know alchemists pay good coin for.
I followed the road north out of town. The shimmering river flowed beside the cobble road for a long while. There was also a large cliff on my left. In the distance I spotted a deer or elk crossing the road to drink from the river: Seems there is peace as well in Skyrim. Soon the road started to curve around and descend towards Whiterun. The trees began to open up and I saw Whiterun sitting on a hill on the plains in the distance. It was beautiful.
Along the road I caught up to a troop of Imperial soldiers escorting a Stormcloak prisoner. The warned me away, even drawing their swords as I came close. I passed them and continued down the hill until I was at a large building complex. The sign read Honningbrew Meadery. I would have loved to stop but I had urgent business for the Jarl.
Guards dressed in the hold color of yellow now patrolled the road frequently. I enjoyed the view, Farmland to my left (south) and shallow stream and a short distance to the walls of Whiterun to my right (north).
I heard the battle before I saw anything which is surprising. I jumped the derelict walls that marked the farmland to find a group of warriors battling a giant that had strayed too close to the city. I quickly found my bow and knocked an arrow. Careful not to hit the warriors I released it into the giant’s upper body. I launched one more before the giant fell, overwhelmed by the attack.
I went to make sure that everyone was ok and to my surprise the warriors had barely a scratch on them. The leader, a Nord woman, introduced herself her company and thanked me for the assistance. She used the term shield-brother. After a quick conversation with her and the other warriors I found out that they were part of the Companions. I recognized the name from my childhood. Great warriors descended from Ysgramor and his host. I asked to join these mighty warriors but she said it was not for her to decide. She said to head to Jorrvaskr and speak to the Harbinger, Kodlak.
This would be my first stop after informing the Jarl of the Dragon attack.
#6 Posted by Kaiboraz -
I left the giants body for the Companions to deal with. I collected some alchemy ingredients along the road. I even managed to find a precious Nirnroot. It was a short distance to the Whiterun stables and soon after that I passed under the first archway leading to the city gate.
Outside I was stopped by one of the guards.
“City’s closed with the talk of Dragons” he told me.
Relieved that Hadvar and I weren’t crazy I told him I had news of the Dragons and needed to speak with the Jarl. The guard allowed me to pass and I entered the city. The first sight that greeted me was a man in Imperial armor arguing with a blacksmith. When they were done I talked to the man, who was rude and talked about a family feud. I basically told him to shove off. The woman blacksmith was far more welcoming. I told her I couldn’t talk long I had to meet the Jarl. She asked if I could deliver the Jarl’s sword to her father, the steward. Seeing this as a chance to get into the Jarl’s good book I accepted.
Farther up the path was another man in iron armor. As I passed he greeted me and welcomed me to Whiterun. He then asked what brought me here. I told him I’m here to help in any way I can. Approving of my answer he pointed out where to get some drink and where to find work.
Up the stairs into a different area of the city was a large dead tree. Clearly not the best display for visitors. I’d check into that later as well. I also heard a priest of Talos screaming to the crowds. I walked up to the man put my hand on his shoulder and told him he was doing a fine job worshipping Talos despite the law.
Up another set of stairs was Dragonsreach. I’d never been here but I’d heard about it. It truly was an impressive keep. Inside I approached the Jarl. I was stopped by a sly looking dark elf. She introduced herself as the housecarl and told me I was to turn around, the Jarl wasn’t receiving visitors.
“He’ll want to see me, I was sent by Alvor in Riverwood. I’ve come to warn the Jarl of Dragons”
Her eyes betrayed her stone face and conveyed a sign of shock.
“You know something of the Dragons!? Follow me”
She led me to Jarl Balgruuf. I began explaining how Helgen had been destroyed and how Hadvar and I barely managed to escape. I left out the part of my head being on the chopping block for treason. I was wrongly accused anyway.
The Jarl asked me to help him with this situation and to meet his court wizard Farengar, as he had been working on something related to the Dragons. Before I joined them I handed the sword to the steward and told him it was from Adrianne. Being liked by the people of Whiterun was now one of my goals. If I am able to join the Companions I could be spending a lot of time here.
I entered the court wizard’s laboratory. Fumes rose from an alchemy table. An arcane enchanter glowed right next to it. He also had a large ‘L’ shaped desk with different objects scattered about and a map of Skyrim. The wizard welcomed the Jarl. Jarl Balgruuf offered my services to the wizard and then left. After a few minutes of conversation I could tell this wizard was an arrogant, condescending coward.
The next words out of his mouth came as a shock. I was to go to Bleak Falls Barrow and recover a tablet of some sort. I sold him some of the gems I had acquired and then made my way to the enchanting station. I had some items from my quest so far that had special properties and I didn’t want to sell them, I wanted to know their properties.
With my business in Dragonsreach done for now, I left to go to Jorrvaskr and meet Kodlak, harbinger of the Companions.
#7 Posted by Kaiboraz -
The Sun was high in the sky when I exited Dragonsreach. As I walked down from the cloud district, it reflected in the moat and fountain creating a peaceful atmosphere. I walked around the large dead tree and up the steps to Jorrvaskr. I knocked lightly and after no answer I walked in.
The scene before me was the opposite of the peace in the courtyard around the tree. Two of the companions were fighting, but instead of being punished, the others were gathered around cheering. I joined to see the brawl, making some small talk with some of the members. By the look of it a Male dark elf had challenged a Nord woman. Poor elf obviously didn’t know what he got himself into. Sure enough after a few minutes of right crosses and left jabs the elf buckled. I was directed downstairs to meet with Kodlak.
One of the leaders, or members of the circle as I was told, was in a heated discussion with the Harbinger. I asked to join up and Kodlak gave me the once over and asked a few questions. After a few moments he said there was room for another in Jorrvaskr. The circle member, Vilkas, interjected but was overruled by Kodlak. I was to go to the training yard to make sure I could actually fight.
I followed Vilkas out to courtyard where he told me to come at him full force. He readied a sword and shield and I did the same. His technique was excellent and his sword was sharp. I took some hits, though my shield got the worst of it. When he got in close with another swing, I blocked, countered with a bash and followed up with two quick slashes across his wolf armor and a powerful over the top swing right down onto his shield.
He sheathed his weapon and I followed suit. He told me I was in. I was then ordered to take his sword to the blacksmith to get it sharpened. I was exited but I hid my pride well, I was honored to be accepted so I climbed the stairs to the Skyforge.
An older man was working the forge and I could tell he was a master at his craft. He introduced himself as Eorlund Gray-Mane, blacksmith for the Companions. I gave him the sword for sharpening and asked if he was a Companion. He said that he wasn’t and informed me not to be bossed around; there is no master of the Companions. He then asked if I could deliver a shield to Aela for him. I told him I’d be happy to.
Back down in the living quarters of Jorrvaskr I finally found Aela. She was talking to another member of the circle Skjor. I handed Aela the shield and she mentioned my training with Vilkas. Skjor seemed impressed and said he’d keep an eye on my progress. Aela called for Farkas to come and show me the living quarters. I met the other members. They all seemed welcoming except for the one Nord women. Athis, Torvar, Ria and Njada all greeted me, Njada reluctantly.
Before he left, Farkas informed me that there was work to be done right here in Whiterun. Apparently someone had contacted us to settle a dispute between them and a man named Ulfberth War-Bear. I accepted the job and hoped that the name was only for intimidation purposes.
I was directed to Warmaiden’s. I walked inside and saw all of the weapons and armor displayed and hoped this wouldn’t get ugly. I wasn’t to kill this man, just scare him. I walked up this massive Nord with a dark beard. He was large and looked strong. I looked him straight in the eye and told I’d been sent by the Companions to settle a problem.
“Oh? Why don’t you try and make me.” He said in a deep voice.
He raised his fists that were the size of a bear’s. I prepared for the incoming attack. Thankfully I was much faster then him. I managed to block or dodge most of his punches and for every one he landed I hit him with five. He eventually gave up and, like an honourable Nord, said that problem was forgotten.
I returned to Jorrvaskr to get my first payment for being a Companion.
#8 Posted by Kaiboraz -
Farkas was sitting down just inside Jorrvaskr. It looked as though he had been awaiting my return. He gave me my cut and congratulated me. Apparently Farkas told Skjor who I was sent to settle a problem with, and Skjor said if I succeed to send me to him.
Skjor was sitting at the long table next to Aela.
“I’m told you were looking for me” I said
“Ah new blood, I heard what you did at Warmaiden’s and about your training with Vilkas. You have potential so I’m sending you on a trial. We’ve received information that a fragment of the blade Wuuthrad, Ysgramor’s weapon, has been found. It rests at Dustmans Cairn. Farkas will be your shield-brother.”
He called over Farkas and explained the situation. Farkas turned to me and told me he’d meet me at Dustman’s Cairn. I told him I would come back when I am ready. I had two very important tasks that couldn’t wait and I didn’t know how long they would take.
I had been dreading it since I got to Skyrim. I was now going to Solitude to find out what happened to my parents. We kept in contact via letters while I was away in Cyrodiil and the couriers took two weeks to deliver a letter that far, one if you were ready to pay extra. About three years ago I stopped receiving letters. I wanted to know why.
I walked back down through the city and to the stables. I asked the carriage driver how much for a trip to Solitude. At 20 gold I accepted and we were off.
The carriage stopped at the stone archway that leads to the capital of Skyrim. It was well past midnight so I bought a room at the winking skeever. I had dinner and went to bed.
The next morning I sought out the steward of the hold and told him my story. He went through some scrolls and other documents then his head turned down and his voice changed to a sombre tone.
“I knew someone would come someday. I’m sorry to tell you this son, but your parents are dead. They died outside the city walls somewhere. If I had to guess I would say Spriggans.”
I had already come to terms with this reality. Death strikes often in Tamerial. I knew they were both in Sovngarde.
“I see. I’ll make sure to visit the Hall of the Dead. Is there any business of theirs that needs to be settled?” I asked
“None, Solitude has acquired and resold the house, but I believe there is chest with some contents that were meant to be given to you. No address could be found so no letter of notice was sent. Talk to the guard at the gate, give him this letter and he’ll retrieve your chest”
I opened the chest by the gate exiting the city. Inside was my father’s armor and sword. I put on the armor, strapped the sheath to my belt and paid for the carriage ride back to Whiterun.
(What actually happened was I went to Katla’s farm via carriage, killed a Haafingar guard and took his armor and sword. No bounty and didn’t trigger any scripted scenes etc)
With my new armor and weapon, recently sharpened at Warmaiden’s, I walked the cobble trail back to Riverwood. The trip was uneventful, a sighting of a few animals but nothing else. I stopped at The Sleeping Giant for some food before following the trail up to Bleak Falls Barrow.
A wolf tried to ambush me from behind some rocks but I was quick to raise my shield. I grabbed the wolf by the neck, brought it up and delivered the mother of all throat-chops. I took what was left of the pelt and carried on.
#9 Posted by timmyg316 -
RIP Eazy E - 11523
#10 Posted by Tru_To_The_Game -
If you have to cheat, you're admitting to yourself you're not good enough.
#11 Posted by Kaiboraz -
I was wondering about the armor and sword, thanks for clearing that up. I like your writing and I know it's early in the story but I'd just like to see more of his personality come through, you know, what separates him from the common rabble, as Balgruuf would say.
I'm trying to catch up to where I stopped playing, and I am trying to figure out where I want to go a little more. Nothing planned out for sure. I will also post his stats, equip when I catch up to that point. Its now just a little further then the opening paragraph(Dustman's Cairn is done).
Also been feeling that his personality hasn't been coming through as much as I want, thanks for confirmation. I don't have the way with words Ralos does so he's more stoic, but I think he'll make a mistake and want to repent.
Thanks for following (goes for everyone who is following) =)
#12 Posted by Kaiboraz -
I started to cross the snow line toward Bleak Falls Barrow. Green trees gave way to snow covered rock. In the distance I saw an outpost tower for the Barrow itself. The tower was tall and looked over a cliff over river that followed the cobble road to Riverwood.
I approached slowly and saw a couple of bandits patrolling outside. One was leaning against a tree, while the other was pacing a stone bridge from the ground into the tower entrance.
I was pretty sure they hadn’t spotted me yet so I crept as close as I dared, then lined up an arrow for the stationary target. The arrow pierced his chest and he slid down the tree until he was in a sitting position. It didn’t take long for the one pacing the bridge to figure out what happened so I readied another arrow. She came rushing at me and I let it fly. It whizzed over her shoulder so I unsheathed my sword and grabbed my shield before she was upon me. I easily out matched her single axe with my sword and shield.
I rushed to the tower. A last bandit greeted me at the top of a set of stairs. A warhammer came down on my shield with full force. Before I could recover another quick swing connected with my side. The pain radiated from the impact site. I pushed him back with my shield and soon found an opening. I swung my shield arm and caught his throat with the edge. I continued to spin and followed up with a slash across his throat.
I took the meagre supplies that were stashed there and continued up the worn path. The ancient Nord barrow was very striking. Stone pillars and arches covered the entrance area. Three more bandits were guarding the exterior, none of them well equipped or particularly skilled.
Inside I was greeted with more bandits. Sword and shield collided, arrows pierced armor, and after some health potions and taking them by surprise I cleared the room.
The entrance chamber showed signs of decay as several large stones had crumbled from the structure. The smell of death hung in the air. I proceeded through the barrow dispatching bandits and skeevers. There was a Nordic puzzle lock slowing my progress as well. It didn’t take long for me to match the animals on the swivelling keys to the ones hanging on the walls (or formerly hanging on the walls).
As I walked down a hallway, I recognized the signs of Frostbite spiders. To my left was supposed to be open archways, however they were all closed in with web and their large egg sacs. I heard someone calling for help inside the room. I managed to hack a path through one of the archways.
I could see a man tangled in webbing at the far side of the chamber. Web covered the entire room and there were several open egg sacs. I sensed I was being watched but couldn’t see movement. The man was yelling for help and shaking. Any element of surprise was long gone.
My whole body on alert, I crept forward. As I approached a circular cover in the center of the room a shadow appeared, a circle with eight lines going to the side. I looked up and saw a frostbite spider bigger then a snow bear. It dropped with alarming speed to the ground and I was forced to back up or be crushed. As it rushed to attack me with its fangs dripping with venom, I could see multiple slash marks and scars all over its body. It didn’t move as fast as I should have been. I was able to block most of the attacks but the fangs managed to pierce my armor or shield several times and I could feel the poison draining my strength. Enduring the pain I kept attacking with slash after slash.
I was thankful the spider was already wounded, and I after a prolonged battle I bested the best. I had to drink several healing potions to rid my body of the poison and return the bulk of my strength. I bottled some of the venom for my own use as well.
#13 Posted by Kaiboraz -
The man wailed for help. I let him sweat it out a bit and collected some of the gold from the urns and some of the eggs from the sacs for ingredients. I walked up to the man and demanded he tell me of the golden claw. Arvel acknowledged that he had it and that he knew how it worked. He offered to show me if I cut him down. I sized him up and judged that I could take him if he tried to attack me, so I cut the webbing, freeing the man.
Once his feet hit the ground he ran deeper into the chamber, through the passage he was blocking. I gave pursuit but I was weighed down. We came to a better lit area with the dead entombed along the sides.
As Arvel ran, some of the dead got out of their resting places. The look of fear in Arvel’s face was undeniable. He kept running but hit one of the barrow’s many traps and a spiked wall sprang from its hiding place. The scene was unsettling to say the least.
Three of the draugr came lumbering toward me with weapons not seen such the ancient times. They were slow and powerful, but their frail bodies couldn’t stand more then one or two attacks. I ran to Arvel’s corpse and relieved him of the magnificent golden claw and his journal.
I pressed deeper and deeper into the Barrow. More draugr awaited and more traps were discovered. Fortunately my sword arm is well practised and I either spotted the trap in time or my armor came through for me. I thought I’d reached a dead end when a draugr came out of a tomb across a small stream. The stone walls had given way to cave sides. I managed to continue by opening a barred gate over the stream and following it.
After what seemed like hours passing through the barrow I was greeted by a hallway lined with carvings and inscriptions. At the end was another puzzle door but the animal symbols didn’t match to anything else in the chamber. I sat down and thought a moment. Remembering that Arvel supposedly knew how it worked I consulted his journal. It gave hints about using the claw. I examined the claw and found matching markings. I turned the wall rings until the symbols matched in the proper order and inserted the claw. I suddenly had the feeling that I was going to have to do this again.
I eventually came to what I can only assume was the main chamber. I thought I could hear chanting on the opposite end. I approached an alter consisting of a tomb, table and chest and a wall etched with a language I didn’t recognize. Something in my very soul was pulling me toward the wall. A grouping of the symbols in particular stood out. My vision blurred and my body went numb and I almost lost consciousness. Something felt etched into brain but I couldn’t grasp what.
#14 Posted by Kaiboraz -
Suddenly I heard a crack, the ominous signs of something crawling out of a sealed tomb. I turned to see another draugr but this one was dressed in elaborate armor. I managed to get a couple swings of my sword in before he was fully out of the tomb, but it barely fazed him.
A blast of cold poured from the draugr’s hand and I felt the cold and ice pierce my armor. I pushed through the attack and landed powerful blow and powerful blow until my arm couldn’t take it.
I had put several notches in his armor and several deep wounds into his undead flesh but he still kept coming. His ancient sword rattled my hide shield again and again. I was slowing slightly with the cold and he managed to land several glancing blows off my armor.
I tried for one final all out assault. I raised my shield and when he got close with his sword I bashed it into his face and chest. I heard his decaying bones crack. He staggered backward and I followed up with a right to left, and then left to right slash across his flesh and armor. I cut out his leg and put a powerful over the top strike to his heart. The corpse gave way and I saw the eerie blue light in his eyes fade out.
I looked in the tomb and the tables near it but I could find no tablet. I checked over the draugr overlord and sure enough tucked under his armor was a cracked stone tablet.
I searched the chamber one last time and took in its beauty. Light shone in from a crack in the ceiling.
I took the heavy stone, put it in my pack and exited the chamber through a secret passage next to the word wall.
#15 Posted by Kaiboraz -
I came out of Bleak Falls Barrow far from where I entered. I was on a cliff looking out over a lake. My first order of business was to return the golden claw to Lucan at the Riverwood trader. I had also picked up several requests from my time in Whiterun. The Jarl had put of a bounty on some bandits camped at Silient Moons. I had also agreed to help a Redguard in Whiterun retrieve his family’s sword. He had tracked it to bandits stationed at White River Watch.
If I could defeat these bandits then I knew I would be ready for any trial Skjor had planned for me. I made my way down the cliff face and followed the water toward Riverwood.
Lucan greeted me warmly. I sold off everything I’d collected that I didn’t want to keep and very casually I laid the golden claw on the table in front of him. Overjoyed he dropped a sizable coin purse in my hand without taking his eyes off the claw. He thanked me repeatedly and his sister thanked me with a hug and wink.
I was famished after clearing out the barrow so I made my way to the Sleeping Giant for some food and maybe rest. Orgnar, the bartender gave me a discount of the food (wearing an amulet of Dibella) but told me the inn was closed while the owner was away on business.
Full of food and carrying a now lighter pack I decided to make my way to White River Watch. I managed to get a pelt from an Elk unlucky enough to cross my path but otherwise the trip to the meadery was peaceful. I crossed the bridge and followed the road to where a path broke off and lead to the entrance of the bandit camp.
Slightly farther up the road I saw a lit torch so I walked closer and found an Imperial troop. The leader, an Orc, was dressed in heavy armor and approached me. He told me I was disrupting Imperial business and that I had to pay a tax. I looked past the troop and saw a bare leg sticking out from behind a tree.
Something seemed off so I told them they could have the money if they took from me. Glad to oblige, they laughed and came at me all at once. I was becoming more skilled all the time but I wasn’t prepared for such well equipped bandits. Several times I thought they would finish me off but a healing potion saved me from death. Eventually I managed to fight them one at a time as I backtracked toward the Whiterun guards. One on one I was better and before I crossed the bridge they were down.
I cleared out the bandit camp with the only trouble coming from the leader. The swings of his greatsword were powerful and my shield absorbed very little.
I attacked several more bandit camps in training for my trial. Halted Stream camp and Silent Moons each presented different challenges but with a little luck and some healing potions I was able overcome. I had to spend the night in one of the cleared out camps but it wasn’t very restful, waking up often for fear of being attacked during my sleep.
Silent Moons Camp was my last stop so after finding some oddly enchanted weapons I headed back to Whiterun. I had loot to sell and items to return. Crossing the plains I got a good view of a Giant camp. Keeping my distance I watched as the slow creatures paced around the camp, guarding their mammoths.
I passed the archway and crossed the moat of Whiterun and entered the city. Since Warmaidens was right there I sold the weapons and armor I didn’t want to keep. Amren was walking the streets so I returned his sword. Overjoyed he taught me some sword and shield techniques from Hammerfell.
I met a young lady in the market, Ysolda. She was quite attractive so I struck up a conversation. She was trying to get in with the Khajiit caravans and they had asked her to acquire a mammoth tusk. I just happened to have a couple from my trip to Halted Stream Camp so I happily gave it over.
I walked up the stairs to Dragonsreach to claim the bounty and to hand Farengar the stone tablet
#16 Posted by Kaiboraz -
I entered Dragonsreach and was greeted with the familiar site of the two maids sweeping. I walked up the stairs and made my way to the court wizard’s laboratory. There was another person alongside Farengar and they were discussing Dragons.
I walked up to Farengar and dropped the stone tablet in his arms. The other person raised their head and I recognized her as the owner of the Riverwood Inn. She seemed to have even more knowledge of Dragons then Farengar.
Suddenly Irileth, rushed into the room summoning Farengar and upon seeing me, asked me to come as well. Up in near the keep’s great porch at the battle command area the Jarl and a guard were waiting for us.
The guard told us of another Dragon attack, this time closer to the city, at the western watchtower. Jarl Balgruuf quickly dispatched Irileth and a troop of guards to go back and secure the area if possible. The Jarl also pointed out that I had the most first hand experience with Dragons in the hold so I was to join them.
Collecting my bounty would have to wait as I followed Iriteth out of the city. We were joined by the troop of Whiterun guards. I followed them along the road toward the billowing smoke.
The main structure looked mostly intact and there were a few guards hiding in it. However walls were cracked and broken and burnt corpses were scattered about.
Soon a guard spotted the Dragon coming back and we braced for the incoming assault. It came from the mountain ridges to the south and in no time it was circling the ruined tower.
The pillars of smoke obscured the dragon. The guards and I had our bows at the ready while Irileth’s hands glowed with magicka. It was incredibly fast; no one could hit it with arrows. Finally it hovered in place, ready to launch a fire breath attack. Multiple arrows found their target. Dragon’s are known as fierce beasts for a reason though, and it was far from over. One of the guards only caught a bit of the fire breath attack and he was crying out in pain.
The Whiterun guards took up positions along the broken wall while Irileth and I ran about trying to find better angles. I quickly realized it was not the same Dragon as in Helgen, which concerned me. This one was not as powerful. After several brutal hours blood started to pool on the areas of the wings and other injuries the Dragon had sustained.
Forced to land due to its injuries, it charged at me. I sprinted behind one of the walls before it could clamp down on me with its huge jaws. I readied my sword and shield as its attention was diverted to the guards or Irileth, I couldn’t see which. I did a brief look through my pack and found a potion to resist fire I had brewed and a potion designed to make lighter armor sturdier. I drank them both, gathered my courage and popped back out from behind the wall.
I rushed the Dragon and slashed with all my force. Hit after hit landed and I could tell it was taking its toll. It craned its neck at me an unleashed and an eruption of fire. I raised my shield to protect my face. The potion probably prevented my death but I was badly injured. I drank a healing potion and limped to find cover again. As the Dragon focused on the guards, I switched back to my bow and attacked from distance. Several minutes and half a quiver of arrows later the beast finally fell backward and gave its last breath.
I was asked by the guards, who were more then a little nervous, to check if it was really dead. As I got close the body of the Dragon started to burn to ash. I could feel my body, no not my body, my soul, ripping some sort of power from the Dragon. Soon all that was left of the Dragon was bones and a few scales and some of the contents of its stomach.
The symbols from Bleak Falls Barrow flashed in my head. For a moment everything else faded away and the meaning of the symbols, came through. They were Dragon words and this one was Fus or Force.
#17 Posted by Tru_To_The_Game -
If you have to cheat, you're admitting to yourself you're not good enough.
#18 Posted by Kaiboraz -
Good to see that others had a tough time sometimes with that first dragon. Even now, especially if he comes at me once he's on the ground and breathing fire, he's a handful and then some.
I usually have an easier time if I'm going main Archery (which I usually do), it's easier to use the tower or walls for cover. If you're trying to get up close and personal and do heavy melee damage, I agree he'll take you down a peg or two.
#19 Posted by Tru_To_The_Game -
Tru_To_The_Game posted...Good to see that others had a tough time sometimes with that first dragon. Even now, especially if he comes at me once he's on the ground and breathing fire, he's a handful and then some.
I usually have an easier time if I'm going main Archery (which I usually do), it's easier to use the tower or walls for cover. If you're trying to get up close and personal and do heavy melee damage, I agree he'll take you down a peg or two.
exactly what I do, but sometimes my characters get it in their head that they want that cool 'ride the dragon's head' kill scene and go in for the kill too soon.
If you have to cheat, you're admitting to yourself you're not good enough.
#20 Posted by Kaiboraz -
“I can’t believe it you….you’re Dragonborn. You absorbed that Dragon’s soul didn’t you?” one of the guards asked.
“I think you may be right….” I said thinking of how it felt to absorb that power.
The guard then said how the Dragonborn has the gift of being able to shout using the powers of Dragons. He asked me to try shouting. I focused on the word ‘Fus’ and a feeling came from within. I then shouted that word and a force was projected forward, forcing one of the guards off balance.
The guard commented on the shout and then asked Irileth what she thought. Irileth, not being a Nord, dismissed the Dragonborn idea but awarded praise for the defeat of the Dragon none the less. She then said that she would secure the area and that I should report back to the Jarl.
My mind raced with the possibilities as I walked back to Whiterun. Could I be Dragonborn? Blessed like mighty Talos? I picked up a book from the Helgen torture rooms about the Dragonborn, I’d read it over when I got back to Whiterun and Jorrvaskr.
As I neared the stables, the sky seemed to shake. I then heard clearly some more Dragon language though I could not understand its meaning. “Dovahkiin” I felt like someone was calling to me.
The streets of Whiterun were full of people gossiping, I heard several mentions of Dragon this and Dragonborn summoned that. I kept my mouth shut and proceeded to the Jarl. I’m sure he was eagerly awaiting a report from Irileth.
Jarl Balgruuf was sitting in his thrown talking with Proventus and Hrongar. As soon as I climbed the stairs, I could see he was puzzled with the events. In front of the throne he asked what had happened. I told him the watchtower was destroyed but the Dragon was defeated. Relieved, he questioned me further.
“There has to be more to it” he insisted
I decided not to lie to this man. He would have been able to tell and I planned on spending a lot of time in Whiterun.
“Turns out I might be Dragonborn” I said.
I look washed over his face that said “now everything makes sense.” He questioned me about my knowledge of the Dragonborn and then told me that the “shouting sky” was the Greybeards at the top of the Throat of the World. They were indeed summoning me to their temple High Hrothgar.
After a lengthy explanation from the Jarl about the Greybeards, he got around to thanking me for my help with the Dragon. He named me Thane of Whiterun, and gave me an Axe to mark the post. He also said I could now purchase property. I thanked him and turned to see the steward for my reward and inquiring about property.
Proventus happily gave me my reward for the bounty and informed me of the price of the property that was available right now. I looked over the list and the name Breezehome jumped off the page at me. I barely had enough to buy the house and fully furnish it but I felt it was worth it.
I went back to Jorrvaskr to read the book and inform Farkas I was ready for my trial. After reading the book and trying to grasp at how great some of the Dragonborn were before me, I knew that I could complete any trial the Companions threw at me.
The next morning I told Farkas I was departing for Dustmans Cairn.
#21 Posted by Kaiboraz -
This now brings me to my current challenge. Farkas and I entered the first chamber. Several Draugr lay on the ground and urns lay smashed. Farkas remarked that it looked like someone had been searching here recently. I agreed. We searched the Draugr and the urns for clues as to who was here but no luck.
We continued into the tomb dispatching several Draugr who didn’t awake at the passing of whoever was here before us. I moved swiftly and silently with my sword and shield or bow ready but Farkas ambles behind me with loud foot steps and noisy armor carrying a sword so large and heavy I don’t think many in Skyrim could lift, let alone swing it.
We descended down a set of stairs into a slightly larger chamber. There was an arcane enchanting station in the corner as well as a table with some dead draugr on the opposite ends of the chamber. Our path blocked, we looked to find a way to open the gate.
In a side recess I picked up some potions and found a lever. I pulled it and then another gate I didn’t see slamed shut, cutting me off from the rest of the chamber. I try pulling the lever the other way but it won’t budge. Farkas comes over and sees my situation. He assures me that he’ll find a way to open the gate when I see, out of the previously blocks path, five bandits rush into the room.
They look upon Farkas with seething hate. Their weapons drawn they circle Farkas as he moves from the center of the room and backs up against my cage. They remark how the slaying of a Companion will make for an excellent story.
Through his whole thing, I can’t help but notice how calm Farkas is. No worry or panic in his voice. Farkas then lets out a warning and begins changing before my eyes. I can’t tell if he is some sort of Daedra or something at first but then it soon becomes clear. He is a werewolf. His great fighting ability and lack of fear make sense. Before he is fully transformed the bandits attack. Any wound they leave is healed by the transformation. The bandits begin to get careless with their attacks and one stabs his friend through the back.
Farkas then stands up and lets out a howl. The bandits fall easily once he is fully transformed. Farkas’s claws move in a blur and rip them wide open. In only a few seconds all five bandits are defeated. The werewolf looks at me briefly and runs out the path that was blocked.
The gate opens and I ready my sword and shield. Farkas comes back through the portal but he is back in his Nord form. I ask him several questions about him and the Companions. I find out that the Circle is all werewolves. Farkas cuts the questioning short and suggests that we continue with the trial.
The thought of becoming a werewolf dominates my thoughts but soon we come across more bandits, who Farkas mentioned are called the Silver Hand and are werewolf hunters. An arrow to the chest of one sends him reeling to the wall and down to the ground. The other charges us but between Farkas and me, he stands no chance.
The rest of the tomb seems littered with Draugr and Silver Hand. Farkas and I come across a group of each trying to kill each other. We hang back for bit and let them take each other out.
We press forward, no enemy strong enough to withstand our combined strength. After several hours of searching the tomb for the fragment we came to a final chamber. There was a hallway lined with black coffins that opened up into a larger chamber. The coffins lined the outer wall of one side of the chamber while there was a wooden ramp with a few more coffins up on a raised ledge.
A single tomb lay at the center of the room, but what most interested me was a wall I recognized at the far end. I could hear the same chanting as Bleak Falls Barrow and I recognized the scratches as Dragon Language.
#22 Posted by Kaiboraz -
Again I was drawn to the word wall at the opposite end of the hall. I walked up and felt the same dizzying sensation as before. One of the words on the wall was etched into my brain but I couldn’t grasp its meaning even with the knowledge of the one Dragon.
On a preparation table in front of the word wall there were several soul gems, a vial and what I can only assume to be a fragment of Wuuthrad. I looked at Farkas and gave him a nod. He returned the nod and readied his greatsword. I grabbed one of the soul gems on the table leaned over the fragment.
I put my hand near the fragment ready to take it. With my other hand I got the soul gem ready to take the fragments spot. I wiped the sweat off my brow and tried to concentrate. With one motion I both grabbed the fragment and placed the soul gem.
Farkas and I both waited a second, listening for any movement. I half expected a round boulder to drop through the ceiling and try to roll and crush us.
A moment passed and I thought we were in the clear. Crack. The sound of sealed tomb being opened was unmistakable. I lowered my head in disappointment. Not at the fact that I had to fight my way out but for thinking that this was going to go any other way.
One by one the coffins creaked open the Draugr spilled out into the chamber. New metal clashed with ancient metal. Some Draugr were better armored then others and could take a few more hits. Farkas and I went back to back to manage their numbers but we were soon split apart.
I received several slashed across my back, but thankfully my armor kept everything in place. Lastly the tomb at the center opened and a well armored Draugr crawled out. Farkas and I dispatched the last of the other Draugr and changed focus on the leader. Farkas’s swings were wild and powerful, while I alternated between blocking his strikes and then bashing him off balance and following up with some quick slashes.
I could feel a cold enchantment on the Draugr’s weapon; each hit, cold seeped through my shield and armor. Remembering an attack on previous Draugr I cut the legs out from him and as he began to fall, split open his stomach and chest and watched his organs turn to dust.
I looted the chest that held the possessions of the dead and then Farkas and I escaped through a secret passage behind one of the coffins on the raised ledge. We followed the path which took us back to the first chamber through a secret door which rose when we pulled a lever.
I exited Dustmans Cairn elated that I had completed the trial. Farkas and I followed the road all the way back to Whiterun.
Along the way I caught my first glimpse of the Thalmor. I had heard that they were all over Skyrim now, locking up or worse anybody found to be worshipping Talos. Farkas and I passed them without eye contact.
Back at Jorrvaskr I was greeted by Vilkas at the doors. I gave him the fragment and he asked that I follow him to the training yard. All of the Companions had been summoned to officially welcome me to the Companions. Kodlak and the Circle stood while they took an oath, stating to guard my back, attack my enemies and drink at my accomplishments. All that was asked of me was to do the same for them.
The others were also gathered there as well and I made the time to talk to all of them. Before I left I met with Kodlak. I questioned him about werewolves. Since non-circle members are privy to that information he asked that I keep it to myself. He also mentioned that he wanted to cure himself. I tried to ask him more but he changed subjects. As an official member of the Companions I was entitled to a weapon of Skyforge Steel.
I stopped Vilkas just before he entered Jorrvaskr if there was any work to be done. He explained the job and headed inside.
I walked up to the Skyforge to see Eorlund and claim my new weapon.
#23 Posted by Kaiboraz -
Eorlund greeted me as I approached the Skyforge. He asked what type of weapon I would like and mentioned that the first one is free, but if I need more, I’ll have to pay just like everyone else. I asked for a sword and he produced one from his storage. I thanked him and went to see the progress of Breezehome.
I entered the modest house beside Warmaidens and was very pleased. It seems the stewards men worked quickly as everything was in place. I stocked the shelves with all the books I’d collected, and all of my smithing ingredients in a chest near my alchemy lab. I stored the ingredients I’d collected in satchels and all the clothes and armor I’d kept for one reason or another in the dresser upstairs. Above the entrance I mounted my axe of Whiterun. In the weapon rack at the front I put a silver sword and staff with the head shaped like a Dragon.
Lydia greeted me and asked if I had any burdens she could carry. Once more I declined company on my travels. My traveling pack considerably lighter I left for my next mission for the Companions. I realized that the Greybeards had summoned me but I wanted to make sure the Dragonborn was ready for their tests as well.
I read over the mission again. It was a rescue mission; one of the citizens had been kidnapped and someone had paid the Companions for aid. I recognized the name immediately. Battle-born. It seems that Idolaf was taken to Broken Fang Cave and the Battle-born family contracted the Companions to get him back.
I made a quick stop at the Skyforge to sharpen my new Skyforge Steel Sword. I then stopped by Farengar’s laboratory. I grabbed the most powerful soul gem I’d collected (Common) and enchanted my new sword with the enchantment I found from the Lunar forge.
With my powerful new weapon, I left Whiterun and followed the road toward Rorikstead. Soon after I was out of view from Whiterun I was ambushed on the road. The Dunmer was dressed in black and red armor that I could have sworn was Dark Brotherhood. He came after me with a furry I had not yet seen. Well placed slashes kept hitting their mark against my armor.
His defence was lacking however because as soon as I backed him up with my shield, he was wide open and several deep slashes of mine ended his life.
Only a small distance up the road I was forced to stop again. Still healing from the fight with assassin, a Redguard in heavy armor made a snide comment as he passed me heading for Whiterun. The only phase I caught was ‘milk-drinker.’ Not being one to stand for that, I turned and replied.
“You can’t talk to me like that”
“Oh? And what are you going to do about it, weakling?” he replied
“Walk. Away. Right now”
“Not a chance”
And with that he drew his axe. I readied my shield and defended the first blow. I opened with several slashes. He didn’t defend and he must have though his tough iron armor could withstand whatever I through at him but he probably wasn’t expecting Skyforge Steel. I cut through his armor with every slash and before long he was a corpse at the side of the road.
I followed a dirt path from the road which lead to a rock outcropping. Blood stained the rocks all around and a cart full of bones was near the cave opening. I feared it might be too late for the Battle-born, but encouraged by my new weapon I charged into the cave.
#24 Posted by Tru_To_The_Game -
If you have to cheat, you're admitting to yourself you're not good enough.
#25 Posted by Kaiboraz -
It took a moment for my eyes to adjust to the darkness. Unlike most bandit lairs which have torches placed on the walls to light the area, this cave had only a few sources of light. I crept forward hoping to take the kidnapper by surprise.
I found myself on a raised stone ledge with stairs in front of me leading to ground level. All around the chamber were similar ledges with black tombs standing upright. On the ground floor someone was sitting around a fire, chanting some black magic. I also heard some sort of rattling but I couldn’t figure out what was making the sound.
She was dressed in black and not aware of me so I readied my bow and put an arrow in the person’s back. As soon as she turned it was confirmed what I had suspected, this was a Vampire nest.
She attacked me with some sort of blood magicka and I rushed her. She made no effort to block my attacks but still withstood a lot of punishment. I managed to keep her off balance with my shield but her attacks combined with reanimated skeletons were taking their toll on me.
I wished I had Farkas for backup but I was on my own. The vampire started to back-peddle and started to cast her blood magicka again. I took the time to finish off the skeletons. They were frail and didn’t pose any problems for my Skyforge Steel sword.
I was finally able to concentrate on the vampire but she’d drained my health considerably. I quickly took a shot of healing potion to regain some strength and rushed the vampire again. She inflicted considerable damage with her ice and blood magicka but she finally went down after a flurry of slashes. She was incredibly difficult and it gave me pause to consider trying to fight the vampire leader.
The thought was only temporary. I was a Companion. Someone was in trouble. I drank another potion designed to increase my light armor skill and a potion I brewed that protected against ice attacks. As prepared as I could be, I found a path that led deeper into the cave.
The vampire was aware something was wrong but had not yet found me. I readied my bow and snuck down the path. The vampire walked to the tunnel opening and I fired two arrows into the blood-sucker before he could mount an attack. Idolaf, sat in the corner cowering in his Imperial armor. Some poor citizen who didn’t have someone to help him was reanimated by the vampire to aid his attack on me.
I ignored the vampire’s servant and focused on the vampire master. I closed the distance to reduce the chance of him using magicka. My Skyforge Steel sword found its mark over and over. The vampire only had a dagger for close range combat but he seemed to find all of the week points of my armor.
With all my strength, I reached out and pulled the blood-sucker close, and drove my sword down into his chest. The servant disintegrated into ash and Idolaf thanked me upon seeing the dead vampire.
In the chest beside the vampire’s bed I found some sort of white jewel. As I picked it up a voice spoke in my head. I realized it was some sort of Deadric artefact as the voice beckoned me to mount Kilkreath.
I kept the small talk to a minimum as we exited the cave and walked back to Whiterun.
I decided to take the shortcut over plains to get to back so Idolaf and I left the road. We avoided a giant’s camp and dispatched a few wolves but it was definitely quicker then the road.
Once inside the city walls we parted ways and I headed back to Jorrvaskr for payment and another mission.
#26 Posted by Kaiboraz -
Block: Shield Wall 2/5, Quick Reflexes, Deflect Arrows
1-handed: Armsmen 3/5, Fighters Stance
Light Armor: 1/5
Smithing: Steel Smithing
Skyforge Steel Sword (enchanted with silient moons enchantment)
Solitude Guard Armor
Hide Bracers (found with enchantment of 1-handed)
Necklace of Dibella or Talos
Ring of minor blocking
Updates soon, today or tomorrow
#27 Posted by Kaiboraz -
Eager to claim my gold and continue to prove myself to the Companions I sought out Vilkas. Although it was late, he was still awake staring into the fire and whispering something to himself.
“I’ve brought more honor to the Companions Vilkas. Idolaf now rests in his family’s house.”
“I know, I saw you approaching Whiterun over the plains while I was on the wall. Here is the Battle-born gold” Vilkas said as tossed me a coin purse without turning to me.
“Thank you. Do you have another assignment yet?”
“I do, but I’ll have to give it to one of the other recruits. Skjor has asked for you again. I think I know what it’s about but I’ll let him tell you. I believe he’s in his room but he said for you to wake him.”
“Alright, I will. I see you’ve been talking to the Jarl. I want you to know that joining the Companions is a great honor. I may be Dragonborn, but I’m a Companion first”
I turned and headed down to the living quarters. Skjor’s door was closed and after a knock on the door and no answer I opened it. He’d fallen asleep with his armor on. I called his name and he jumped awake and quickly moved his hand to the hilt of his sword.
“Ah it’s you Robert. What time is it?”
“Shortly after midnight. Why?”
“Come with me”
We exited Jorrvaskr. It was dark and raining. The streams of Whiterun were almost flooding the streets. Skjor stopped at the side of the building, at the rocky cliff just under the Skyforge. I asked what we were doing here but he would say nothing but “Aela will be along shortly”
Half an hour later Aela joined us. Her hair soaked, her face washed free of her war paint, she looked striking. She gave Skjor a nod and then slid part of the cliff away creating an opening. She went in and I looked at Skjor.
“This is the Underforge. Every member of the circle completed a ritual in here when they were recruits. Now we are some of the strongest warriors in Skyrim.”
I entered the Underforge following Skjor. I wasn’t surprised to see a werewolf at the opposite end of the chamber, but I was apprehensive. Skjor seemed glad that I recognized Aela and proceeded to tell me that this was a secret ritual even from Kodlak. Aela had agreed to be my forbearer; I was to become a werewolf.
Skjor made a small incision in Aela’s arm with his dagger. I was surprised she had such control in that form. Blood pooled in large basin at the center of the cave-like structure.
“Now Drink Shield-brother and reach the heights of the Companions”
Without hesitation I walked over and cupped a handful of blood. I took a brief moment to try and grasp the power I was holding. First the Thu’um and now this Beast-blood, destiny it seems has big plans for me. I drank.
At first I didn’t feel anything. After a moment I felt my body begin to change. My bones changing and shifting, my very flesh being altered. The pain was indescribable. It wasn’t long before I blacked out.
#28 Posted by Kaiboraz -
I must not have blacked out long because the pain, although beginning to fade, was still severe. I didn’t remember exiting the cave but I found myself beside Jorrvaskr. New sensations began to reveal themselves to me. I could ‘smell’ everyone in Whiterun. I felt incredibly fast and strong. I looked down and saw fur covered arms and claws.
Realizing I had to leave Whiterun immediately or else I would come under attack, I let out a howl and entered the Underforge. I followed a path out the back which led out onto the plains looking east.
Before me was a farm. It smelled familiar, Battle-born blood if I wasn’t mistaken. I went to run and found myself running on all-fours. I almost couldn’t believe how fast I was. I caught an unfamiliar sent, very faint. I took off in the direction I thought it was coming from.
I passed deer, Torchbugs and Luna moths. I crossed the road but no one was around at this time of night. I soon found a cave dug into the cliff. There were odd posts constructed out of bones and another material I didn’t recognize. Suddenly everything got intense and I only remember running east as I lost awareness.
When I came too it was morning. I was lying naked in the forest. Aela was standing before me with my pack.
So many questions came to mind and I started asking one after the other about what it means to be a werewolf. She answered as I put my armor on and attached my sheath. She then explained that we were at Gallows Rock, a Silver Hand hideout. Skjor was scouting ahead, and we were to wipe them out.
Aela and I moved in. There were a few guards posted outside but Aela’s bow and my sword put them down rather quickly. One tried to hit me with arrows but they simply hit my shield harmlessly.
Inside was a more disturbing site. Werewolf and wolf heads were put on pikes and hung around the chambers. We caught most of the Silver Hand by surprise and they weren’t very well armed. They all had swords made of silver. I pick up a couple of them and didn’t notice anything particularly powerful about them. Aela explained that Silver is especially effective against the undead and werewolves, but only in werewolf form.
We found many werewolves already dead and even one that was still alive. Aela told me that people who are weak of mind that turn into werewolves go feral. I couldn’t think of too many fates worse then loosing yourself to a feral mind.
Aela was indeed a mighty warrior. I was always improving, watching her techniques. We cleared room after room and no sign of struggle or Skjor. That meant he was still undetected.
Deep into the keep, we approached the deepest chamber. Aela said that the leader here was Krev the Skinner. Aela and I burst through the door and launched arrows at the closest Silver Hand members. After a few more arrows they were down. The leader and two more quickly closed the gap.
I took the leader while Aela occupied the other two Silver Hand members. She only had a knife but that didn’t hinder her one bit.
Krev on the other hand was a handful. He was well armored with steel and he hit very hard. My shield managed to stop most of the damage, but I found it hard to find an opening. I through him off balance with my Thu’um and landed several powerful blows. Krev went for a big overhand attack but before it could land I bashed my shield into his face. Blood running down his face from his nose and several cuts, he looked at me with contempt. He backed up to put some distance between us but I kept on him. With a bit a run he took one final swing at me. It caught me in the side and I lost my footing and staggered back. Another quicker blow came after that. The fight had taken its toll on both me and Krev but I knew I was the better warrior. I rushed him with an overhand strike of my own, hitting something vital. Krev looked at the wound and then fell over.
#29 Posted by Kaiboraz -
Aela rushed to the far end of the room and pounded her fist into the stone ground. I walked up and saw Skjor lying motionless. His Skyforge Steel sword was just out of reach and there was a pool of blood under his body. Aela was frustrated but understanding. She blamed him for coming in alone.
“Although we are powerful, numbers can overwhelm” she said vacantly
I took the scene a little harder. Skjor had been my strongest supporter regarding joining the companions and moving up the ranks. Like most of the Companion’s I’d come to think of him like family. I knelt down and gave a quick prayer to Arkay.
“Don’t bother; he’s with Hircine now, joining in the great hunt. I’m going to stay, see if I can learn anything from the bodies. I do have another mission for you though”
“Of coarse Shield-sister, what can I do?”
She proceeded to tell me of another fragment of Wuuthrad. The Silver Hand got to it first and keeping it at Lost Knife Hideout. She marked the area on my map. It was just south of Fort Amol.
I lifted the door bar and walked into one of the rooms Aela and I had just cleared. To my left was another member of the Silver Hand just sitting down and having food. I snuck behind him, moving ever so slowly and then brought my sword down on the top of his head. He died instantly.
Outside I made my way down the gentle hill towards the pond. There was a small island with a boat docked. I decided to see if there was anything valuable there and was surprised to see small hatch leading to an underground cave.
It had all the signs of a classic smuggler’s den. I made my way quietly down the ladder. There was blood on the floor and a little into the cave I saw someone eating at a table, dressed in black. There was a dead body in a trough along the cave wall. Vampires.
I called upon my new Beast-blood. The transformation was less painful this time and I didn’t black out. I rushed forward with my new hulking form. I saw the surprise and maybe even a hint of fear in the vampire’s eyes as I approached. With one slash of my claw the body was thrown to the cave wall, blood everywhere. Another vampire came up a ramp and tried to drain my life with blood magicka. I ran and slashed at her with both claws, shedding her to ribbons.
The cave was stocked with books and potions and gold. I found a dead Vigil of Stendarr in the cage with ankle deep water. I concentrated on returning to my Nord form and soon my body shifted back. I looted everything I could and made for the surface.
I continued east and scaled down a small cliff to get to a road. I followed it south until I came across a mill. The sign read Mixwater Mill. Slightly up the road a bit I saw three soldiers in blue. I knew Lost Knife Hideout wasn’t far away and maybe I could clear it out before days end.
Then I felt something which almost knocked me to the ground and I heard a familiar cry. I looked to the sky and saw a Dragon swoop past me and circle the mill. So much for a quick walk to Lost Knife Hideout.
The Dragon circled a while and for a moment I thought it was just going to fly away. It made a banking turn and landed right on top of the house near the mill. I launched several arrows into the Dragon’s tough hide. It blasted me with frost. It hurt, but my Nord blood helped me block out the numbness.
It took off again and made another pass. It prepared another attack, this time just flying in place above the river. Several more arrows found their mark. I noticed a few more arrows strike from a different direction. The three Stormcloaks were taking flanking positions and firing arrows at the beast!
#30 Posted by Kaiboraz -
Glad for the assistance I re-doubled my effort. It wasn’t long before the Dragon was forced to the ground due to injury. Unfortunately this only made him fiercer. To their credit the Stormcloaks charged in bravely.
The closest soldier got a full blast of ice. He or she must have been a Nord as well because they didn’t go down. They unsheathed an iron war-axe and began slashing. Furious that the soldier was still standing, the Dragon reared its head and bit down on the soldier.
Only the legs flailed briefly, then the Dragon shook his head violently back and forth, showering the area in the soldier’s blood. Arrow after arrow imbedded itself in the Dragon but it still had plenty of fight left.
The Dragon charged another of the soldiers. Forced to take a stand or be attacked in the back the soldier readied their iron war-hammer and began landing powerful blows to the Dragon. I decided to keep firing arrows while the soldiers held the Dragon’s attention. My back was now to the small cliff I’d just climbed down.
The Dragon was now heavily wounded. Blood had stained most of the wings and parts of his body. The Dragon was biting viciously at the soldier and after two narrow escapes the soldier was almost cut in half by teeth crushing the body.
The final Stormcloak and I kept launching arrows. I had to re-fill my quiver from my pack twice already. I don’t know what came over the Stormcloak next. Either overcome with grief and rage or maybe just out of arrows, he grabbed his war-axe and rushed the Dragon.
This time the Dragon made short work of him. Two bites crippled the soldier and he again grabbed and shook the soldier to death.
I was alone again and had just seen the Dragon take out three brave soldiers almost effortlessly. I kept my distance for as long as possible but the Dragon was still deceptively fast. I grabbed my new shield that I’d found in Gallows Rock. My Skyforge Steel sword and Elven shield ready, I braced for the impact of the Dragon’s head colliding with my shield.
After the fist bite attempt I shoved the shield back into his face and slashed at the eyes and face. The Dragon roared in pain. I readied my self for another bite attempt and dove out of the way. With all my strength I shoved my sword into the Dragon’s face. Its tough skin gave way and the sword when in to the hilt.
Almost immediately the body started to burn away, freeing up my sword. My vision blurred again and I felt my soul rip out the Dragon’s soul once again. The word from Dustmans Cairn came rushing from memory. With the Dragon’s essences now a part of me I grasped the meaning of the word ‘Yol’. Fire.
I dragged the bodies, or what was left of them to the side of the house. Hopefully someone would come along and take the message back to Ulfric and they could be identified.
I grabbed some of the Dragon’s bones and the scales that were not burnt up. I had almost forgotten how heavy they were. Unfortunately my pack was now reaching the limits of what I could carry comfortably. I made the decision to scout out the cave now and then returning with a lighter pack.
The cobble road crossed a bridge near an abandoned prison. Fort Amol was on my left and I saw a mage pacing the road. I kept my distance, ready to attack just in case.
The walk was peaceful after that. An old Nordic tomb lay on hill to the south and I could see the familiar sight of Valtheim Towers in the distance.
#31 Posted by Tru_To_The_Game -
If you have to cheat, you're admitting to yourself you're not good enough.
#32 Posted by Kaiboraz -
#33 Posted by Kaiboraz -
Valtheim Towers turned out to be occupied by bandits. One wanted to charge me 100 gold to use the road. I told them her she could have it…if she could take it from me. I brought up my shield and grabbed my sword. She was all alone here at the base of the first tower and went down almost without a fight. Rather then try to clear out the towers, I decided just to walk away. I couple stray arrows harmlessly fell on ground beside me.
Back in Whiterun I unloaded my pack. I sold my loot to Elrindir at the Drunken Huntsman and Belathor at his shop. I also dropped off most of my alchemy ingredients and smithing supplies at Breezehome.
It was approaching Dusk but I decided I wanted to approach Lost Knife hideout at night, maybe catch them off guard. I tried to get a couple hours sleep but I didn’t feel as refreshed as I usually do. Lydia made me a quick meal and I was off again.
I passed the stables and followed the road back towards Fort Amol. In front of Honningbrew Meadery I noticed three guards standing out front drinking. I thought to myself, I hope for Whiterun’s sake that a Dragon doesn’t attack.
I crossed the bridge and saw a strange man on the side of the road. I asked what he was doing out here and if he needed any help. He introduced himself as Balbus. He was on a mission to fine “the Gourmet.” He said he had several rare ingredients that he wanted to present to him. He showed me a Daedra Heart, Spider Egg and a bowl of Troll fat. He also took pleasure in showing me his fork.
Leaving the strange man behind, I continued toward Valtheim Towers. An unusual amount of wolves seemed to hunting in the area. At first I thought this was good, with my new blood and all, but they attacked me regardless. By the time I reached the old Nordic tomb I’d collected seven wolf pelts.
This proved to be the least of my worries because at the tomb somebody in golden Dwarven armor decided to launch fireballs at me for no apparent reason. The first one just missed my head and grabbed my attention.
I dodged a few more trying to close the gap. The person in golden armor backtracked up the path towards the tomb still attacking. I couple managed to hit my shield and armor.
At last I was toe to toe with this mysterious warrior and I thanked Eorland for my Skyforge steel blade as the dwarven helmet and armor were difficult to pierce. A few times the fireballs managed to inflict serious damage and I had to drink a few healing potions from my pack. It felt like my skin was melting. I finally managed to use my shield to finish off my enemy.
I removed the armor and helmet and was shocked to learn it was a female Dunmer. No note or identification of any kind. I took the armor and helmet and folded them away to sell later.
Back on the road, I used my very limited knowledge of restoration magicka to heal my residual burns. I watched as my pink and black skin returned to their normal color. I soon came across the dirt path that led to the cave. Just outside the cave entrance was a pond filled by a nearby waterfall. It was dark but I could see movement under the water. I managed to catch some of the fish in the pond for powerful alchemy ingredients.
I entered the cave ready to retrieve the fragment of Wuuthrad. Inside, water from the pond flowed down beside a path deeper into the cave. Up ahead I saw a fire and two Silver Hand members around it.
This first went down with one arrow but the other was much tougher. I fired a few more arrows into him, but the armor must have kept them from being fatal as the Redguard charged in. His steel waraxe bounced harmlessly off my Elven shield and my blade soon cut him down.
#34 Posted by Kaiboraz -
I followed the shallow stream and soon it was dumped into a massive chamber. A bridge made of dirt and rocks lead to a pillar in the center, which stretched from top to bottom, where the Silver Hand had constructed a small lookout. I counted three Silver Hand, none of them well equipped or armored. I rushed in ready for battle.
One by one I cut them down but after the battle I had to pull several arrows from my armor and body. Eventually I came to a room where the Silver Hand had ‘jailed’ their leader.
I approached from a ledge above and I could see empty cages scattered on the floor below me. Below that was an open arena and the Silver Hand leader was pacing back and forth, taunting the others. I took down two members with my bow but soon the others were aware of me and charging in. For some reason no one was using their silver weapons but iron or steel.
There was two charging at me and another with a bow trying to overwhelm me. I forced them to a bottleneck by the cages and used my shield to out strike them.
The fragment of Wuuthrad was lying in a large chest against one of the walls. I put it in my pack and thought about what to do with the leader. Several bodies lay about the arena along with a bear carcass. Clearly not someone to take lightly.
I picked the lock of the cage door leading to the arena. The Silver Hand leader was standing in the middle taunting me. I took in the surroundings. I could always back track and lose him behind the small waterfall. The water flowed down a stream following the cave wall to my left and exited through a door made of iron rods.
I advanced toward him and he came at me with a running over the top strike with his Orcish Greatsword. I braced my shield for impact but I was still reeled back from the force of the impact. My arms rattled and went numb. I couldn’t take many of those. He poorly blocked a few of my strikes. He tried to block another but I came down with all my power and managed to make him stagger. I quickly followed up with some quicker strikes to capitalize.
He was well armored so I knew it wouldn’t be that easy. He caught me with a quicker strike to my right side, throwing me to the ground. I rolled out of the way from another heavy strike and took a swipe at his legs.
As he went for another powerful strike, I felt as if time slowed. I thrust my shield into his face, breaking his nose and halting his attack. I found weak point after weak point in his steel armor, but I was wearing quicker then he was. I’d realized I’d never transform in time to use my Beast blood.
A temporary retreat was needed so I ran back to the cages and climbed on top of one. As he chased after me, I used the brief pause to drain a healing potion as well as a green stamina potion. He took a couple swipes at me from the ground but the cage made it easy for me to predict where they would go and easily dodge them.
I jumped down on top him bringing us both to the ground. He was slower to get up so I slashed his back with my Skyforge Steel blade. He winced in pain and turned for a quick swing. He was falling apart, losing most of his technique. He came in for another powerful strike. I stepped back, just out of range then grabbed his neck with my shield hand, and thrust my sword through his unprotected head.
Exhaustion took me and I fell over almost before he did. I again called upon my limited knowledge of Restoration magick, trying to conserve healing potions as I’d used a lot during the fight.
I striped him of his valuables and took his weapon as a souvenir. Two more Silver Hand members guarded the way out but they weren’t as challenging as the leader. Exiting the cave I splashed some water on my face and made for Whiterun. I looked up at the clear, starry night sky and color danced across it. I took it in and hoped for an uneventful walk back to Breezehome.
#35 Posted by Kaiboraz -
Thankfully the road back to Whiterun was almost empty. Balbus was still at the side of the road near White River Watch. I avoided the strange man and continued on.
Back in Whiterun, as it was still dark, I sold some of my stuff at the only place that was open, The Drunken Huntsman.
I made a quick trip up to Dragonsreach to the enchanting table and then made for Jorrvaskr. I knew Aela would be up waiting for my return and sure enough she was just inside the doors near the fire. I dropped the fragment of Wuuthrad in her hands and got my next mission.
Aela and I sat down while she explained that she’s found evidence of Silver Hand activity at Fort Fellhammer. I was to assassinate their leader to avenge Skjor. Aela said she’s been covering for me here, keeping the others from asking too many questions about our plans and my whereabouts.
Tomorrow I’d leave, but tonight I spent the night in the living quarters listening to Athis talk in his sleep and Njada snore as load as a cave bear. I made a mental note to just go to Breezehome next time.
I ate with the Companions that morning and left when the other shops would open. I sold off the rest of my stuff to Arcadia and Belathor. I had accumulated quite a bit of ore and pelts so I spent a few hours at Adrianne;s practicing my smithing. I showed Adrianne my Elven shield and she showed me what kind of materials I would need to make and improve it and how to create other pieces made from those materials. I purchased some moonstone and quicksilver from her and made myself an Elven Bow and Sword.
Pleased with my work I hung my Skyforge Steel Sword over the Door of Breezehome and left Whiterun. Aela had marked the area on my map and there was a road that passed very close to the Fort. It was just south of Dawnstar
With a long trip ahead I followed the road north that was just east of Whiterun. I passed the Meadery and several farms. I recognized the area from my first transformation to a Werewolf.
Before long I saw a figure standing off to the side. As I approached I saw that it was an Orc and he had recently slain two Sabercats. I also noticed another figure several yards away dressed as a monk or priest but they didn’t move. I asked the older Orc what had happened and he said he was searching for a good death. I tried to convince him that he was still a capable warrior but he had made up his mind.
I told him I’d give him a good death. He unhooked his axe from his belt and I readied my sword and shield. You can’t afford to give an Orc any opening, most are hard warriors with no remorse. My opening attack probably caught him so off guard that it explained the relative ease of the battle (NOTE: I was expecting a tough fight and it wasn’t). I let forth my newest shout and encompassed him with fire. My new blade found its mark over and over while the few swings that the Orc managed were easily deflected by my improved Elven shield.
I talked to the Khajiit who watched the whole thing but he made no sense, he just mentioned that Nords were very tolerable of some things here but he referred to himself in the third person. Maiq was a strange one indeed.
Farther up the road I crossed into the Pale. A wagon carrying a coffin had broken down and another odd character was flailing madly. He told me that it was carrying his mother and that the nearby farmer had refused to help. I told him I’d look into it. I managed to convince the farmer to help the man Cicero.
Cicero was so pleased he handed me 400 gold just for simply talking to the man. Hoping to avoid anymore odd characters I continued north. The land seemed to go a bit downhill and snow started to cover the land. I followed the road as the wind picked up and snow began to limit my vision.
#36 Posted by Tru_To_The_Game -
If you have to cheat, you're admitting to yourself you're not good enough.
#37 Posted by Kaiboraz -
I followed the road north but it started to turn east. I found myself at place I’d heard refer to as Shrouded Grove. I had to put down a Snowy Sabercat to get a look at the entrance of the cave. While I was peering inside an Ice Wrath tried to imbed itself in my back. My father’s armor prevented anything fatal but I was forced to drink several potions to heal the wounds.
The Ice Wrath was tough to hit and packed a huge punch for such a small creature. My new Elven blade was proving worth the time to craft it and my fire breath almost shattered it on the spot. I bottled its essence and took its teeth and headed into the cave to see what was being guarded.
After my eyes adjusted to the limited light I heard the unmistakable sounds of a bear. I saw movement deeper into the cave. I crouched down low and waited for a better idea of what was going on. Slowly the bear came around a large stone table and I hit it with a couple arrows from my new Bow. As it charged in, I dodged to the side the slashed the bear in its mouth, dropping it dead.
I moved in slowly, not knowing what else to expect. The cave was small and it had Nordic constructed stone and a few long deceased draugr.
I moved to examine the tables and draugr. I felt a crippling slash across my back. I turned wondering how I could have missed another bear but instead found myself face to face with something far more powerful. A Spriggan Matron had been hibernating in a tree. Its core glowed red and purple while its vines and roots twisted around forming its body.
I blocked the next few swings and then mounted an offence of my own. Once again fire breath bought me enough time to heal my back wounds. The Spriggan and I went toe to toe slashing wildly at each other. I chopped off vines for them only to grow back. At one point it fell to the ground, seemly defeated but a burst of white magicka radiated from it and it continued the attack. My vision was filled with blood and bramble roots tore at my armor. I could feel myself slipping away. The Spriggan Matron dove in to finish me off so I raised my sword which pierced the creature’s armor and core. The core faded from bright red, to dark purple and finally to black.
With the last of my strength I emptied my limited magicka reserves closing my wounds. I looted the place, starting to feel a bit better, and walked back out into the snow.
I decided to backtrack and found a path leading north I had missed earlier and was only visible because the snow was slightly less accumulated. I came to a shrine of Talos, located at Weynon Stones. Even snowing, I could make out some more Ice Wraiths resting on the ground. I got out my new bow and took aim. I took out the first before it could float up and “swim” through the air at me. The second I hit with one arrow, the rest missed due its erratic movement, combined with losing it in the snow.
I was more prepared this time and used my fire breath shout to weaken it. My Elven sword finished the job no problem. I prayed to Talos for strength at the shrine and continued north.
A mountain now loomed to the east, so I skirted the edge north. I climbed upward and found another cave. This one had a fire pit dug out front. I entered the cave and followed it into the mountain. I heard a conversation between bandits that someone had stolen their things. I proceed to clear out the cave of bandits and soon found what had stolen their belongings. I knew Falmer liked to use poison and kept viscous creatures as pets.
#38 Posted by Kaiboraz -
I cleared chamber after chamber of Falmer and Chaurus, mitigating their poison with restoration magicka if I got the chance or healing potions if it was on the fly. I finally found a chamber which looked like at one point was a path through the mountain for supplies. The bandit leader was battling a strong Falmer and his pet up on another floor, beside the gate. I kept out of sight beneath them and launched arrows at the Falmer. Soon the bandit leader had slayed the Falmer and his pet.
I casually walked up the plank steps to where they were battling and found the bandit leader badly hurt. He saw me and rushed to attack. I simple side-stepped him, and with a spinning attack decapitated him.There was still lots of valuables in this storage area so I tossed the Bandit Leader’s body aside, took what I could and the found my way out of the cave through the way I entered.
Back outside the snow still feel thick, limiting vision. I got turned around and found myself at Fort Dunstad instead. I followed the walls to what I thought was the correct direction. I trudged through the snow and saw a faint light through the snow. As I got closer I realized in was the glow of a building.
I was surprised to find it was a Hall of Stendarr. As I approached, two vigils stopped me on the porch. One noticed my amulet of Stendarr and softened his gaze. I knew of Stendarr of coarse but I wasn’t familiar with the Vigilant. I asked one their purpose and they explained how it was hunting Daedra. I told him I’ve been doing my part, having sent a few flame Atronachs back to Oblivion.
I then got slightly nervous by was said next.
“We hunt all evil. Vampires, Werewolves but Deadra are the worst” another vigil added.
I entered the Hall cautiously but curious of how a group of Daedra hunters set up. I spoke with their leader briefly, Keeper Colette. I decided not to rest here, for fear of my nature being discovered. Colette kindly pointed me in the right direction of Fort Fellhammer and I left.
The snow was not falling as heavily now and I could see much farther. I was only walking for fifteen minutes or so when I saw Fort Fellhammer. It wasn’t as large as some of the other forts I’d seen. It was overlooked by a steep hill to the south, with more open areas to the north and west.
I decided that I would attack from the south as it seemed the most vulnerable. I took caution to stay out of sight as I climbed a path that lead to the top of the overlook. From here I could see several guards patrolling the ramparts.
I grabbed my Elven bow and lined up a shot. The first had missed, drawing attention of three of the Silver Hand patrolling. The second and third arrows found their mark though dropping the one guard. The others scrambled to get off the walls and charge the only place that the attack could have come from.
I fired several more arrows before they came charging up the hill at me, hitting a few times but missing more often then not. I readied my Thu’um and Elven weapons as they approached the base of the hill.
My fire breath hit all three of the Silver Hand causing them to momentarily be distracted. I followed up with several attacks, quickly putting one away. One was staying back using a bow, while the other kept the pressure on me. I kept the one between the archer and myself to minimize the chances of an arrow hitting me, hoping he wouldn’t fire at his friend.
My Elven shield was excellent at deflecting the silver sword but some of the attacks got around it. I proved the superior warrior once again and the Redguard member fell and rolled down the hill into a tree. I closed the distance quickly to the other and my strength won over his agility.
Now inside the courtyard, I could see this was a mine protected by a fort. I decided to clear the mine itself before attacking the leader, who was surely in the upper chambers.
#39 Posted by Kaiboraz -
The lock on the door to the mine was tricky and I busted a few picks getting it open. I was hesitant to transform, knowing that the silver weapons they were using would cut through my flesh much easier.
No one was aware of what had happened outside, how could they being underground like this? I crept forward, bow at the ready, searching for any signs of movement or a Silver Hand.
Out of a passage to my right a Silver Hand walked towards the far wall. I sent an arrow into my target but it went through the armor first, blunting the damage. He yelled out and I heard movement beneath me and from deeper into the mine. I swapped my bow for my blade and attacked.
Tougher then the members patrolling outside, I had to focus on my technique, alternating between sword and shield and staggering him, to best him. I had only a brief moment to heal myself before two more rounded the corner and found me near the dead body.
I opened the battle with my fire shout followed by a running power swing on the nearest member. I weathered a fury of attacks from both members, letting my shield absorb the most of the damage. I lulled them into a sense of superiority and then staggered them both with my shield. With a couple quick attacks of my own, the one member finally fell.
I felt a sharp pain in my side as I turned to focus on the last member. I looked back to find yet another Silver Hand swinging a silver sword into my side. I drank one of the healing potions that I kept handy and circled around to avoid being pincered.
The last two members didn’t go down easily and I had to use another fire shout to gain the upper-hand. Eventually they both fell to my blade and I could explore the rest of the mine. Lost of potiential iron, but nothing of real value except some gold lying around, that was presumably got from selling some of the ore.
I made my way out of the cluttered mine and walked along the fort walls until I came to the door leading inside the main fort. I moved as stealthily as possible once inside so as to not let the leader get the first attack.
A fire was roaring in the fireplace just inside. The area looked to be a two-room fort, built to house the owner of the mine. Books lie on shelf above the fire and weapons hung on plaques that were mounted on the walls. I could see the opening of the other room to my right so I moved for the best vantage into the room.
Inside I could see the heavily armored leader sitting at a desk with books, weapons and gold. I could also make out a large decorative chest behind the leader. It reeked of valuables. Not yet aware of me I knew the strategy I wanted to take with this guy.
I’d fire an arrow to get his attention. As he stood from the chair I’ll blast him with fire, giving me time to ready my sword and shield and with my hopefully superior abilities simply never give him an opening. I readied my bow and hoped all went according to plan.
A delicate twang of a bow string. The thunderous call of “Yol”. The clash of greatsword on shield. The crack of a broken nose. The scrape of sword slicing through armor. The slight oozing sound of flesh being pierced. The thud of a body hitting floor. The silence of victory.
I filled my pack with the contents of the chest and examined the items still left on the table. I had to make some sacrifices and leave some of my other loot behind to make room and weight for the better stuff. My pack was heavy again and walking all the way back to Whiterun would be a chore.
I decided to lighten my load at the nearby city of Dawnstar instead so I left the Fort and headed north… back into the snow.
#40 Posted by Kaiboraz -
I had to check my map to see how far Dawnstar was. It wasn’t far, though I did have to go around a giant camp. It looked as though a small group of bandit’s greed had outweighed their common sense as they were attacking a giant and his mammoths. I hung back and watched as the giant effortlessly crushed them one by one with his club and then continued along the road.
I strolled into Dawnstar early in the morning. None of the shops were open yet so I made a lap of the city. I decided I’d rest a few hours at the inn after I lightened my pack and then make the trip back to Whiterun.
Soon the town’s people were heading off to the mines and opening their shops. I stopped a few to ask about the town but everyone I talked to, including the shop owners, were all complaining of nightmares. The town was limited in its shops but I sold most of my pack’s contents to the blacksmith and the alchemist.
I headed to the inn where there was a priest of Mara trying to reassure people that he was looking into the nightmares. Some called him foolish for trying to change dreams and others begged him for relief. I asked the innkeeper to wake me in a couple hours and got some rest.
Waking up hasn’t felt the same since becoming moon-born. No nightmares but I didn’t feel entirely rested. I guess that’s a sacrifice I’ll have to make.
Dawnstar is known for its mine of rare ore so I spent a few hours chipping away at the rock. After labouring to fill my pack, I made for the road south to Whiterun.
It was almost a straight shot from Dawnstar to Whiterun for which I was grateful. Luck, it seemed, was on my side today as just as I was leaving Dawnstar I met with Khajiit caravan on the move. There leader was Ma’dran and he explained that although one of the caravans did stop in Dawnstar he was making for Windhelm. I sold him some of the things that the other shop owners didn’t want or couldn’t afford.
I noticed a small Nordic crypt all but covered by snow. I investigated only to find two Skeevers who had made it their home. The Khajiit were moving at a slow pace so I couldn’t walk with them for protection. The road was mostly empty all the way to Fort Dunstad, though a few Frostbite Spiders thought I’d make easy prey. These were much tougher then the others I’d encountered, very large and white in coloring but still fell to my blade.
I walked through the gate of Fort Dunstad expecting to find an Imperial camp or maybe Stormcloaks but I guess my luck was running thin because Bandits had taken the abandoned fort.
They were all scattered about the place but some were on the walls and had bows for distance combat. I took them out one at a time and took the meagre amounts of gold they carried. They were more skilled then some of the others I’d encountered but still not particularly well armed or armored.
The fort encompassed an inn by the name of the Stumbling Sabrecat. I knew more bandits would most likely be inside so I took it upon myself to wipe them out. To my disappointment the inn didn’t have much in the way of valuables but I was able to vent my anger on two bandits drunk on mead.
Leaving the fort behind, I continued on the road. A few more of those tough white Frostbite Spiders tried to ambush me, jumping at me and spitting poison. I was able to cut them down but I had to use some healing magicka to counter the poison.
I thought my luck might take a turn for the better but I was wrong. I felt a rush of air and saw a distinct shadow pass over me. I looked up and saw another Dragon circling the area, readying an attack. I looked for cover and in the distance I saw some of the Weyon Stones. That would have to do. I grabbed my bow and sprinted for some cover.
#41 Posted by Kaiboraz -
Health - 200
Stamina - 190
Magicka - 100
Smithing – Steel, Elven
Enchanting – Enchanter 2/5, Fire Enchanter
Block – Shield Wall 3/5, Deflect Arrows, Quick Reflexes
One-Handed – Armsman 3/5, Fighting Stance, Savage Strike
Light Armor – Agile Defender 1/5, Custom Fit
Solitude Guard Armor
Hide Bracers (of 1-handed)
Amulet of Stendarr, Talos or Dibella
Ring (of minor blocking)
#42 Posted by bebob26 -
"I'd rather do black tar heroin with Alanis Morrisette than watch a quarter of Canadian Football" - Colin Cowherd
#43 Posted by Kaiboraz -
#44 Posted by Kaiboraz -
I had barely managed to dive behind a stone pillar before a blast of fire caught my backside. I countered with a fire shout of my own and a well placed arrow before it flew off to get a better angle.
There were no buildings this time for it to perch on so it landed on the ground and began stalking me. I drank a potion I had for helping my swing my sword faster and rushed the Dragon.
As I was about to eat a face full of fire, I decided to bash him full force with my shield. It prevented the attack and I was able to make several significant slashes before having to block an attempt to bite me in half.
The Dragon took off again to disrupt my attack. It had avoided my blade for the moment so I grabbed my bow. As it flew in place I managed to get another arrow off before it pinned me down with another burst of fire.
The battle lasted for what seemed like hours. I had to heal burns and bite attempts several times but with the cover of the Weyon Stones I could always buy enough time. I could see I was getting the better of it. It was soon forced to land so I drank another of those potions and rushed the Dragon blade first. The bites came fast and furious and if the fight had lasted much long I’m sure I’d be flying off inside the stomach of the thing. I was able to inflict a fatal wound though and the Dragon went limp and disintegrated before my eyes.
This time was different then the others. I felt myself strip the Dragon of its soul but I didn’t learn a new shout. I could feel the energy from it stored within me though. I’d have to ask the Greybeards about it whenever I managed to get to High Hrothgar.
Thankfully the rest of the trip back to Whiterun was easy. There was an Argonian trying to sell skooma and other banned substances but I just left him be. The farmer Loreius was helping the jester Cicero with his wagon. As I walked I took the time to appreciate the butterflies fluttering around the road and the warmer weather.
Back in Whiterun I checked briefly on the Jarl and his court but they didn’t require anything of me. I used Farengar’s arcane enchanter again and then made my way outside. I walked up the stairs to Jorrvaskr. This place was starting to feel like home to me. I opened the door and smell of a fire greeted me.
I found Aela inside and informed her of my success. I asked about our next move and a sour look came over her face.
“There’s more work to be done but I fear Kodlak has gotten wind of our actions. He’s asked to see you. My advice? Always be honest with the old man but don’t tell him anything he doesn’t need to know”
I walked down to Kodlak’s room, my mind racing of what he wanted to know and what I should tell him. I found him in his favourite chair, the one he was sitting in when he accepted me into this family.
“You wanted to see me?” I asked
“Indeed lad, take a seat”
I took the seat across him, trying to conceal any emotion from my face.
“I hear you’ve been busy of late”
I decided to take Aela’s advice be honest with him. He was a man of honor and any deceit of my part would be … disgraceful.
“Aela and I work to avenge Skjor’s death”
Kodlak showed understanding and compassion at our grief but brought an objective look to our plan, explaining that we’ve already avenged Skjor and that retaliation is all but a matter of time. He then dismissed the issue and told me he had a task for me. It was related to a cure! He’d found a way to cure himself and needed the heads of the witches that cursed his predecessor.
And so I was off to the Glenmoril Coven in Falkreath
#45 Posted by king_wrecked -
#46 Posted by Kaiboraz -
is there a cliff's notes or hornbook version of this? my freetime is sparse.
Nord Robert (see latest charcter update for gear) has joined the companions and is enoying doing missions for them.
Some Whiterun missions have been completed as well.
Has been told to go to High Hrothgar.
So far no real interest/knowledge of other guilds/factions.
No Daedric quests
Only been to Helgen, Riverwood, Whiterun and Dawnstar
About to head to Falkreath to get to Glenmoril Coven
#47 Posted by bebob26 -
Are you going without a follower intentionally?
"I'd rather do black tar heroin with Alanis Morrisette than watch a quarter of Canadian Football" - Colin Cowherd
#48 Posted by Kaiboraz -
I have a couple followers in mind that I would like to use, create a personality for etc so I will get a follower to make the RP more interesting. As for right now its intentional that he's alone.
#49 Posted by Kaiboraz -
My first goal was to get to Falkreath and start my quest from there. I left for the stables but to my disappointment, the carriage driver was not there. Probably out on another run. I was starting to accumulate a fair amount of gold but I didn’t want to spend it on a horse just yet.
I asked one of the guards the best ways to get to Falkreath. He said the safest way was to follow the road through Riverwood, through Helgen and turn west. This was a long way that had to circle mountains and lakes. He also told me of a quicker path through the mountains, Brittlechin Pass. I then had to cross the lake and I would have a short walk to Falkreath.
I considered my options when I was pleased to see Ri’saad had set up camp just opposite the stables. I sold him of the gems I’d collected and browsed for any healing potions. Ri’saad apologized and said that he’d recently sold them all. I left the camp a little disappointed but I still had a few more powerful healing potions in case of a Dragon attack.
I followed the road west, past the now destroyed watchtower. It’s easy to forget how beautiful Skyrim is when you are being chased by Dragon’s or creeping through a crypt with the undead trying to kill you.
The guard had mentioned that the path would be marked by a stack of stones near the road so I was keeping an eye out for that. I felt the ground shake and for a moment I thought it was another Dragon attack. Instead a Giant’s head peered over the next hill and he had a cow with strange markings with him.
I didn’t feel like messing with a Giant so I just kept my distance next to the path. I kept my sword in my sheath and we both just stared each other down as we passed each other.
After a short distance I saw the stone pile and followed the dirt path up to the base of the mountain. Sure enough there was an opening so I unsheathed my sword and walked in.
I passed through the passage relatively easily. There were some skeletons and a soul gem trap, but nothing too dangerous. I walked up a spiral ramp to another level and found myself in a necromancers den. I fired an arrow into his back to get his attention and then a few more to bring him down. I was hit with an ice shard but it shattered against my armor doing minimal damage.
I exited the cave and found myself overlooking Lake Illinalta. A fog had descended on this side of the mountain and it was tough to make out the other side of the lake. There was a dock directly in front of me but it had fallen into disarray. With no boat in sight I jumped into the lake and tried to keep as south as possible. The Elven metal didn’t weight hardly anything, but my armor was proving a burden. When I got to the other side I was exhausted from the swim.
I rested for a moment just on shore and next to the road. A hunter happened to be stalking a rabbit nearby and asked if I was alright. I nodded and then followed the road west once again.
Falkreath was still to the south and I couldn’t see any path leading there. There was however, the side of another old Nordic tower. I decided to take my chances and try to pass through another mountain.
I old, dark door creaked open and I entered cautiously. On the other side of the door was a short narrow hallway with a room to my right. I crept in looking for enemies, ready to transform at a moments notice.
No one was inside so I looked over the room for valuables. I was startled by a sudden noise and began to feel my strength drain. I turned and saw a vampire draining my life away. I rushed forward and slashed her to sever the blood magicka link and made short work of her with my Elven blade. Vampires usually nested in packs so I prepared myself for the battle ahead.
#50 Posted by Kaiboraz -
The Bastion was built like a giant spiral with different passages leading off the center. I climbed higher and higher but there were no more vampires. Skeletons and traps were the main guards it seemed.
As I made it to one of the highest levels I came to a passage with several burned corpses scattered around. A gate blocked the far end and there was a ring at the end of chain next to me. I pulled it and columns of fire formed a barrier to the end; however the gate on the other end lifted.
The passage was negotiable and I crawled and jumped over the flames to make it to the end. I soon came to a room with the only other vampire. I tried to approach stealthily but the master vampire’s senses detected me. He tried his blood magicka but I closed the distance too fast. I knocked him almost to the ground with my shield and my Elven blade went through the vampire’s leather armor almost effortlessly.
He tried to attack with ice and a steel dagger but my defences were solid and my attacks came too quickly for him to mount any sort of defence. I parried his attack and then with one big swipe took his head clean off.
There was one last level above the master vampire. I climbed a narrower spiral set of stairs that ended with a longer chamber flanked by statues and recesses. I heard the familiar chanting of a word wall and in front of it was a black coffin. I knew what that usually meant. I crept forward with my sword at the ready.
I heard the crack of the stone coffin being opened while still on the far side of the chamber. I readied my bow and as soon as the pale flesh of the Draugr cleared the coffin I sent several dwarven-made arrows into him. This one was more powerful then any I had seen yet, even commanding some use of Magicka and firing an icy blast at me.
I switched weapons for the close combat but the Draugr was focused on the ice attack. I was able to shrug the brunt of it off and inflict deep wounds, leaving hunks of him on the floor. One final swipe across the chest and the Wight fell backward, never to move again.
I walked to the word wall, listening to the chanting, which I assumed at this point was just in my head. One of the words seemed to glow and once again my vision faded and I had to focus just to remain upright.
Another Dragon word was made clear to me. “Su” was “Air”. It was not meant as another breath attack but rather, imbuing my arms with the swiftness of wind, as long as no other element was near.
I exited the chamber from a nearby door and my breath was almost taken away by the beauty of the land. It was a small overhang for one, maybe two people almost at the top of the mountain. I was looking south and I could see Falkreath in the distance. I could try to climb down but the slope was steep and icy. Instead I backtracked, trying to keep track of what direction Falkreath was in.
Eventually I found an alcove with some enchanted items stashed away. I would have passed right by it had I not noticed the faint aura of the weapon and helmet. The helmet was of dwarven design so I kept it. Perhaps I could show a blacksmith and learn how to recreate their design as well, like I did with the Elven shield.
In this alcove another ring was hanging from a chain, so I pulled it instinctively. I regretting my impulsiveness for a moment, if it had been for a trap I was complete ill-prepared. Luckily the wall gave way, revealing another passage. The short cave passage led to a black door, much like the one I entered. I cracked the door slowly and was relieved it led outside.
The wind was up and snow covered this stone balcony. A few remaining Draugr stirred at my presence but I kindly showed them back into their coffins. Soon I was below the snow line again and the gate of Falkreath was in the distance.