Journal of Avidius the Wood Elf 1: The last place on Nirn

• Posted by Morning Mist Hanrui March 15, 2012 - 817 views

  No. No, not Skyrim. This is the last place on Nirn I wanted to end up! How it all went so wrong..
  
  I was quite happily on my way to Imperial city. After Arenthia I had some problems at the border, so I thought I’ll try my luck from Riverhold. Those damned cats would know to look another way as long as I’d some favored gifts in my pockets. It was a long detour, or so I thought at the time, and Elsweyr was just as bad as Valenwood. Rustic, uncivilized barbarians dwelling on desert... I had seen enough of that in the woods of my homeland.
  
  I made a friend in Riverhold. Some friend it turned out... He stole my horse, my gold (well, I didn’t have so much with me, as I was planning to make more once I got to my destination), my baggage and left me with some rags. There was no way I could start my new life in the City of Emperors in those rags! The looks is everything, if you want to make a living as an respected merchant.
  
  We were almost in Skingrad when this happened. I had no choice. I borrowed a horse from the town stables and went after the thief. I was deeply ashamed to start my time in Cyrodiil by sniffing the bushes for the trail. This was the life I wanted to leave back! Sniffing the bushes... Sleeping on trees...
  
  That thief was steadfast. Through Colovian Highlands up to the mountains I went after him. Until we both got caught by imperial ambush. In any other circumstances I’d been delighted to meet imperial soldiers, but for some reason they misunderstood  the ownership of the horse I was riding. I know there was a markings of Skingrad on its butt and I know I hadn’t the papers of ownership... If I only had had my proper clothes, they would have understood I was a noble man and I was going to return the animal! So they put me in the same wagon with that horse thief and few other nordic barbarians.
  
  Then what happened was peculiar! Was there really a dragon? Or had I accidentally poured down last of the skooma and tripped away? I remember a nord who was planning to cut my head of. I remember the enormous black lizard spitting fire on my face. There were nords and imperials running, shooting arrows and waving swords - not only to the dragon but against each other as well... I must have tripped.
  
  I got to Sleeping Giant Inn in Riverwood until the reality hit me. I was in Skyrim. Skyrim of all the places...