Chapter I: The sport of Soul Catch

• Posted by Medieval January 1, 2016 - 1,020 views

  I settle in Whiterun, it’s a populated town, I have seen enormous beasts in the big yard out of Whiterun, grotesque giants and robust mammoths, I know mammoth tusk can be sold for a big amount, it’s a good deal.
  
  In the road to Whiterun I have found another hunter, a bosmer, he joined me, he said was going to Whiterun too. The usually thing what I do first I arrive a town or city its open a market stall in the most populated place of the town, this time I’m close to other markets in the middle of the Whiterun.
  
  

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   
  
  

   I usually take notes of the date when I’m going for hunting.

  Fredas, 19 Hearthfire, 4E 201

  It’s time for a hunt to supply my merchandise, I’m going to the out yard, to prove my skills, I hope to get some pelts and even a mammoth tusk if I can.

  
  I’m good at conjuration school, I usually practice my most loved sport I call it Soul Catch, I just need my bounded bow, or just weapons with enchantment effects, even a spell works, also its needed empty soul gems.

   So we are on hunting, we saw a giant camp not too far, we sneak and shot, the giant looks confused because we was far too let him see us, my partner get too close, so the giants see us, my poor mate was blunt with the big giant club, he was just shattered, I run for my life, adrenaline flows, I keep shooting the giant, he came for me, but I reach to hit them a lot of times, the tall creature just fall down, I get his soul, that was amazing.

  
  
  

  

  I’m going to see if I can hit a mammoth, I think my archery and conjuration skills are enough to get them, I starting to shoot the big beast, was needed to stick more than twenty void arrows to knock him down, I finally got it, I have filled two grand soul gems, the soul catch it’s a enjoyable sport even I can name it a good business.