Posted January 5, 2014
Rahgot’s unblinking stare seemed to go straight through my soul. I could feel the weight of his sight even through his mask. For hours we stood there, it seemed; he was unmoving, perfectly calm and still in his death. I, on the other hand, was shaking uncontrollably. The thought of facing a mage so ...
Posted November 17, 2013
Studying Abroad, Part 30 By: The Orange Mask Admetus and I silently crept through the temple-turned crypt, jumping at every noise and staying in the dark as often as possible. Draugur were common in this gods-forsaken place, devoid of light and happy sounds; fortunately, we were able to...
Posted November 9, 2013
Studying Abroad, Part 29 Admetus and I uttered simultaneous curses as we drew our weapons, but Admetus was faster. He lunged at the draugur with his dagger, and I dropped to a crouch. The draugur’s torso slid from its legs as it flailed in a feeble attempt to attack us. I stood up once ...
Posted November 2, 2013
Studying Abroad, Part 28 By: The Orange Mask “But what should I do, Tolfdir? Claudia’s told me so much about this place, yet I’m not sure if I’m prepared…” I found myself once again talking to a small green sphere, looking like a madman. “Calm down, boy. Claudia’s chosen her...
Posted October 26, 2013
Studying Abroad, Part 27 I stumbled into the Ragged Flagon after fighting my way through the Ratway and beating some information out of a certain bodyguard. I was certain that one of the urchins who made their living down here poisoned me, but I wasn’t sure what he’d got me with. With n...