A bright orange sphere signals that it is morning, but it’s not the sun. It’s Sir Dion of Beta-Carotine, the guardsman, standing in my room. I’m kind of annoyed. What kind of scumbag walks into someone’s room while they’re sleeping, wakes them up, and has a little chat? Oh, right. Right. Anyway, Dion is kind […]
Continue reading →Day Nine: Man About Town
It’s a lovely yet somewhat hazy morning in a new town. I stride purposefully through the streets of Skingrad, looking for a place to empty my bulging pockets. It’s been a long, troublesome trip, but it’s about to pay off. I find Colovian Traders, a shop toward the north end of Skingrad. There I meet […]
Continue reading →Day Eight, Concluded: Off to Beat the Wizard
[I apologize, in advance, for the lack of and quality of the images in this entry. This all took place in the dead of night where I could barely see my health meter in front of my own face. In order to see anything in the screenshots, I have to really tweak the levels up […]
Continue reading →Day Eight, Cont'd: Hard Out There For An Imp
An imp! Interrupting my relaxing swim! He’s got some gall. Ha ha. That will be funny in a minute. There’s nothing worse than being confronted by a winged hellspawn while wearing sopping wet underpants. Luckily, when I stripped down I neglected to remove my short sword (somehow it’s clipped to my enormous manties). There’s no […]
Continue reading →Day Eight: Treading Water
Dawn arrives at Mortal Camp, finding a very sluggish and sleepy Nondrick P. Cairk’tir. Still, there’s a long way to walk today, and those flowers aren’t going to pick themselves. I should be able to reach Skingrad today, provided I don’t have to wander too far from the road or have to set any women […]
Continue reading →Day Seven: Girl Trouble
Off to Skingrad! A large town in the West Weald, divided in two by a rolling valley, Skingrad is home to the finest vineyards in all of Cyrodiil. It’s also really, really far away for an NPC who doesn’t fast-travel or own a horse. Still, I’m determined to reach it. It’s definitely more than a […]
Continue reading →Day Six: Hungry Like the Wolf
A new day! To the south, adventure beckons! So, Nondrick heads north. You know how he is about adventure. A quick stop at the Wayshrine of Arkay buffs my health, and, tiring of the usual breakfast of beef and berries, I attempt to take down a deer, at range, with a fireball. I score a […]
Continue reading →Day Five, Cont’d: Mixing It Up
I reach Anvil without incident, and head to Morvayn’s Peacekeepers, a weapon and armor shop near the north gate. I chat with Varel Morvayn for a bit, hoping to get a discount by boosting his disposition towards me. It turns out, he loves being coerced. This guy owns a store fill of deadly weapons and […]
Continue reading →Day Five: Reversal of Fortune
A lovely night of free sleep at Atrene Camp, and I’m ready to start Day Five. I’ve got lots of ingredients and two axes to sell, so I think I’ll head into Anvil. Maybe I’ll have enough cash afterwards to pick up more than lunch. As I head toward the main road, I see my […]
Continue reading →Day Four: Go Northwest Young Man
Since I scoured the area south of the Brina Cross Inn yesterday, today I’m going to head north and west. I figure if the ingredient gathering doesn’t go well, at least I can come back down the coastline and maybe liberate some crab of their meat to make up for it. After a breakfast of […]
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