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Chapter 1: Paying Respect
Entry 7.

While completing a request that took me back to Riften, I was stopped by a Nord woman who introduced herself as Grelka. She claimed to be expecting a package from an Altmer in Windhelm, but it had yet to arrive, so she was willing to pay me to travel to the city and retrieve. Her one condition to this was that I did not ask what was in the package.

Despite not being sure if this package was legal, I agreed to her request for a few extra septims couldn’t hurt, and I had also been hoping to visit a barrow on the coast near Windhelm.

The trek north was fairly uneventful, with only the occasional wolf or frostbite spider to make it interesting. Upon arriving at the city, I decided it would be best to complete my business within before visiting the barrow.

After wondering around the city for almost an hour, I finally found the Altmer I was looking for. The he I had been imaging turned out to be a she, and a fairly attractive she at that. When I broached the topic of the package, her voice became icy and she refused any knowledge of it. But with a few honeyed words I was able to get her to hand it over.

With the package in hand I made my way back across the bridge which connected Windhelm to the rest of Skyrim and then headed east along the coast.

If I had not known the barrow’s location from past visits, I probably would have missed it completely. As I approached, several skeletons rose to greet me and just as quickly fell to my axe. Much like the last time I had been here the barrow lacked the countless draugr that you would find in any of the others found across Skyrim. Instead it was filled with countless blue orbs that followed me as I made my way deeper into the ruin.

Eventually I made it to the final chamber, accompanied by a sea of orbs. As I entered the chamber a shadowy figure rose from the throne at its centre. The battle was fierce, and there were times that I thought I would fail. But no, I bested the shade and through combat proved myself worthy of the prize it had guarded.

Seated upon the throne, were the final remains of Yngol, the son of Ysgrammor. Resting amongst the remains was a magnificent helm, which I claimed as my prize and as I did so the few bones that remained turned to dust and the sea of blue orbs that had stayed even during my battle with the shade, scattered.

Golden Fool's Album: Journal of an Outsider

DESCRIPTION : This album serves as a journal; written in character, of my playthrough of Lissette's character build The Outsider. Throughout the playthrough I shall be using a number of mods; including but not limited to Ordinator, MorrowLoot Ultimate and Smilodon.

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