A Quick Note

I just added a handful of new mods to pretty up the game a bit. You'll notice, hopefully, better textures on the landscape, clothes, weapons, armor, books and signs. Mods that have been installed from the get go are better bodies and heads, all the official add-on's, the Illuminated Order quest line which I personally enjoy a great deal, better beasts, a faster walk mod, a couple "ecology" mod's that add animals to the world, Vvardenfell Libraries and Protective Guards. Just figured I'd make mention of them now while addressing why screen shots may suddenly look better.

-Malons

Blogging Morrowind 2011: Day 11

Last night, for bed, I found a local orc and swiftly murdered him in cold blood and took his home. Quite a nice fellow that one. For a slow green bugger.

I went around exploring, stealing and what not. I found a rather nice frost spear, it goes well with my fire spear. I have a full set now it seems! Not too much else to say about around town, the Mage's Guild was empty really, and no one had anything easily stolen that was worth it. What a lame town.

I decided to wander around the outskirts of town, and managed to run into a stark naked nord. Quite a bit more interesting than anything else Caldera had to offer at least. Eh. He claimed a witch nearby stole his axe and made off with his clothes at well! The wench! We set off after her. As we wandered I came across an orc who seemed to be chatting with himself. When I approached him he just sort of grunted and hinted at me to leave. I obliged him and looked for the witch.

Finally we found her and I spoke to her before the Nord managed to catch up. She claimed he had been quite rude and from the sound of it he actually deserved his fate. I don't like being toyed with. It was around this time that he showed up. By the time he got done yelling about how that was the witch who had wronged him my spear had found it's way into his shoulder. After that I ended his life quickly. I spoke with the witch and let her be.

The Caldera Mining Corporation was next on my agenda. It was a short walk from Caldera and immediately upon arriving I found one of the Telvanni agents. An archer. He was an almost competent opponent, but I still slew him with no real challenge. The cave behind him held the other three agents. I tried to lure one to the entrance, but they all followed. I suppose human minds aren't quite so easy to fool. It made no difference in the end. I lost myself in the battle and before I knew what had happened they all laid before dead.

I think I'm getting too good at this. I need to take a rest for now.

-Unoob Featherclout

Blogging Morrowind 2011: Day 10

It didn't take long to locate Bluelle's estate. Though it turns out I had wasted my damn time. It wasn't a handcrafted gift so much as a novelty given to them by her husband's boss essentially. I don't know, some rich Imperial who printed their name on the damn thing. I didn't mind, but then she went on to explain how all she could offer was her gratitude. She was just a farm girl with no money, even though her husband is always away working. I don't care much for those who waste my time...

I didn't have anything in mind for the day so I decided to head back to Balmora see if there was anything for me to do there. Almost immediately I heard word of a Camonna Tong member who was staying at a nearby corner club, and drunkenly yelled she would one day lay waste to me for the heinous acts I committed. I suppose this is the reason Larrius didn't pay me. I burst into the familiar hide out and headed to the rooms, there she was, stumbling to get her door unlocked. I called out and as she recognized my voice she came at me. She fell to the floor before even unleashing one attack, bloody drunken fool. The bartender thanked me on the way out, though cautiously. I think he's afraid.

I made my way to Larrius as soon as she died and he bequethed unto me a ring, and some knowledge. He noticed that I was a spear user, and had heard mention of two rare spears. One was owned by a shop keep in Ald-Ruhn, the other was being used by some cultist or some such nonsense living to the West in a ruin named Hlormaren. I have no idea where that iss, but I do have a general sense of where Ald'Ruhn is, and Caldera is on the way!

Off to the North I went. Nothing too exciting happened, though I did find the body of a junkie. He had a good quality skooma pipe on him, and a note to a person named Tsiya or something. The name sounds familiar and the note mentioned the pipe belonged to her. I took it for the express purpose of returning it. No more late nights with the Pilgrim's Path.. heh.

At last, before me laid a new town. My first goal, find a home.

-Unoob Featherclout

Blogging Morrowind 2011: Day 9

I found something somewhat unsettling today. I couldn't find any evidence of who's home this was, how old it was, or who it happened to belong to. There's a weird exploratory gene in me, I don't know where it came from, but I really enjoy exploration. Finding a ruin like this is fascinating.

Well, alright, it's just a house, but still. It filled me with a strange sense of wonderment, enough to start off my journal entry with! I found this house while searching for a woman named Bluelle. I'm not sure who she is, however a while ago I stumbled upon a bowl and etched along the side was the name Bluelle. Some town folk in Pelagiad mentioned the name and I inquired. Apparently she lived across the lake. It always bugged me, that bowl. I mean I'm a thief, but I have morals. That didn't look like a brand, that looked like a hand crafted gift.

I ran into the ruins on my way to Balmora, I left the bowl in my home there. I hoofed it back to Pelagiad and started my hunt. Along the way I found a place, the Dren Plantation? It had a lot of workers, and slaves, and guards? I'll have to break in some time later, heh. The only slaves I found were Khajiit... No real reason to rescue them..

I continued on my way East to find the bowl owner, however a man with a pack Guar stopped me and asked for an escort to Vivec. Bloody Vivec. That place is damn gigantic. He was a merchant though, might be worth my while I thought and made a quick detour to Vivec. It really wasn't too much of a pain to get there. Aside from him and his stupid Guar falling off the damn bridges.. Morons..

It didn't take long and I got him to his destination, in the canalworks of one of the cantons in Vivec. That city. Ugh. Too big. Too.. elvish. Urgh. I'll explain it some other time, I'm sure there is lots for an Argonian like me to accomplish there. On my way out however, I noticed a sign of a Khajiit healer. I don't remember his name, Ra'something. It matters not. I was bored, and irritated. A Khajiit death was the perfect way to kick back after such an annoying day. Tomorrow I will find Bluelle and finally return her damned bowl. After all this trouble it better damn well be worth it!

-Unoob Featherclout

Blogging Morrowind 2011: Day 8

Today started with just a bit of mountain climbing. Not a big deal really, mostly since nothing actually attacked me. My trip to Hla Oad was a quick trip, and I'm quite thankful for that. I asked around town about stolen dwemer artifacts. All leads quickly led me to a place called Fat-Leg's Drop Off. Disgusting name. And of course who happens to stand in my way?

Yeah, a fucking Khajiit. With glee I slew the monster and reacquired Habasi's artifacts. Killing a Khajiit for a Khajiit is an odd feeling, but still. One less Khajiit to pollute my lovely marshes.

I wandered around town a bit more, it reminded me of home, aside from all the Imperial influences throughout. I departed to Balmora, Hla Oad is a pretty empty place. Another quick bit of mountain climbing and I was back in Balmora. Originally here I wrote home. Do I even have a home here in this land? Eh.

I took the arifacts back to Habasi. She thanked me and told me of a member of the guild you got held up back in Pelagiad. I offered to head over and help him out, by now I've gotten quite used to the town, though I'd never gone to the little Imperial fort over there. The trip was short, and I found our agent's jailor shortly after arriving. It didn't take much sweet talking to figure out the jailor wasn't so innocent.

Apparently she had some underhanded dealings with some dwemer artifacts that she was hiding at a nearby store. It took only moments to break in and take off with the items. I confronted the orc jailor and managed to twist her words against her, along with the stolen evidence. Foolish orcs. Such an easy creature to baffle. Heh.

I slunked back to my house afterwards. I'll report to Habasi tomorrow. I'm feeling quite nostalgic for home now, and I'm quite confused by how obsessed everyone here seems to be with dwemer related bits. They're a dead society, they aren't worth the effort.

-Unoob Featherclout

Blogging Morrowind 2011: Day 7

I'm still pretty worn out from yesterday, and today didn't help matters at all!

My next mission from Caius was to get more information on some Sixth House cult? I don't know why he's so interested in all of this cult behavior, but I supposed that's not exactly my business. He told me to speak with a local orc at the mage's guild. Apparently we've got a necromancer among us, heheh. I don't really mind, I just hope for her sake she's never discovered. She sent me to retrieve some skull of some dead dunmer. Ugh. More tomb diving.

Ironically, as I approached the tomb near Pelagiad, I realized that it was one that I'd failed to mention before. See, I really don't like tombs. They're not natural places. The living do not belong down there. On my way from Seyda Neen to Pelagiad though I decided to stop in. I killed a ghost, then got spooked and left. I was hoping I'd never have to divulge that, and.. I really didn't need to, but it's too late now. Ink and all. At the bottom of the tomb lied the skull I was searching for and I was quite embarrassed a couple of skeletons spooked me out of there earlier.

I stopped in at my old shack in Pelagiad, and was flipping through the book I got from the local church the Pilgrim's Path, when I stumbled upon one of the uh.. spots of prayer? I guess? I don't really get it. It was nearby though, the Fields of Kummu. So off I went. On my way I ran into a fellow pilgrim, she wasn't much though, I mean, she was just a woman, a true pilgrim. She asked me for safe passage to the Fields of Kummu and I gladly offered my help.

I never really thought about that. I mean, the one we went to was not that difficult to get to, as we got there with, I think, no fighting what so ever. But what of some of these other areas? I'll definitely be there to help any wayward pilgrim's get to their place of prayer if they require it. Why? I guess at my core, I really am a quality Argonian.

Short day really, mostly walking. After I prayed I parted ways with that woman and headed back to Pelagiad. Looking over some maps the settlement of Hla Oad is just over these mountains to the West. I'm pretty sure there were some spots even I could scale. Habasi, damned furball, asked me to go check up on some dwemer artifacts. I think that'll be my goal for tomorrow. I'm going to go read and sleep a bit first.

-Unoob Featherclout

Blogging Morrowind 2011: Day 6

I had a crazy night last night, and it made me decide to check out the local church this morning. Strange, I know, but whatever. If you knew about last night, you knew I wasn't really in the clearest of mind-states. Overall, they don't seem too insane, and before I can accept any work I have to first go on a pilgrimage around, what I'm assuming will be, most of Vvardenfell. Should be interesting.

Aside from that I've been hearing some rumors about a man named Larrius Varro at the nearby Imperial fort, thing, whatever. He had been looking for a competent warrior for some under the table work. Turns out some Camonna Tong agents were hanging out in one of the local bars. Right under our own damn noses! Hah. Good work Balmora's guard. Anyway, he kept referring to them as the "bad people", I waltzed in, talked some shit, and before ya knew it I had them all dead on the ground. Or so I thought. I went back to Larrius Varro and he just kept telling me that the job hadn't been done and for me to get the hell out of there. Obviously this was against regulation.

Somewhat annoyed I decided to partake in some, uh, thievery. Heh. I know it's not the best hobby, but what can I say? Old habits right? I broke into a couple stores, stole some minor things, nothing of any real importance. Then I remembered Habasi had asked me to steal her a diamond, lazy cat.. grr. Sorry. I went and snatched that up right quick, easy job. I am just starting at there though, hopefully they up the challenge soon.

After obtaining the diamond I reported in, and ironically had the next item she had wanted too. One of the Camonna Tong members had worked at uh Neo, Nerano, Neko? I don't know. Some stupid N-manor over on the rich side of town. I didn't put the key to use before I handed it over. Foolish Unoob. I headed over to see what Caius wanted me to do. It ended up being a pretty long goose chase. Well. Not too long.

I had to meet an informant in the fighter's guild, but he wanted me to go explore some dwemer ruins. I was actually pretty excited, I'd never been in any actual dwemer ruins, lost society and what not, incredibly exciting to me. On my way some random necromancer tried to impede my path. Killing him was pretty fun. I slew his first skeleton servant, and as he was summoning his second I managed to aim my spear so it went just under his armor and hit one of his organs.

He bled out rather quickly.

The ruins were literally right behind this guy and I delved in. They had some amazing architecture. Beyond beautiful. Next time I find some I'll have to take draw some sketches to always have it with me. Beautiful. Aside from that, some crazies were, I believe, living there. They all attacked me on sight so I gladly struck them all down. After slaying them all, I found who I assume to be their boss. He didn't last longer than any of his cronies. Next to him on a shelf was the item the informant had wanted me to grab.

I quickly made my way back to Balmora, luckily I'd killed everything between the ruins and the town so it was a rather uneventful trip back. I returned the box and he gave me some information on some Nerverine cult or prophecy. I don't know. Doesn't really concern me. I gave the information to Caius, he thanked me and it's really late now so I'm gunna go to the dreamswamp now.

-Unoob Featherclout

Blogging Morrowind 2011: Day 5

Today was a good day.

I awoke and headed out of Balmora to the nearby Shulk Egg Mine. On the way I found a, erm, dunmer tomb. I'm not superstitious by any means, but... The life of the wanderer demanded it. I entered. I don't much care for undead, unholy bastards. There really wasn't much of note here, aside from a few ghosts and skeletons. Luckily I had gotten my hands on a some sort of flame-enchanted spear and made short work of these.. things. I don't really understand what the dunmer do here.. let the dead rest.

After that short excursion I headed to the egg mine, I was at my destination within minutes. Outside two egg.. workers? I don't know what they call themselves, approached me and explained the situation, two ex-workers have become poachers and are stealing eggs. Once inside I discovered some of the vilest creatures I'd ever had the grotesque pleasure of meeting. Putrid, stinking things. I ran to the back of the cave and pumped into the two poachers and made short work of them. They used pick axes, dirty barbarians. The stood no chance against my spear. Heh.

By the time I got back in town half the day was gone! It was a pretty eventful day at least. Ehh. I went to the bar afterwards to unwind a bit, some man was apparently making crazy claims to wanting to be a lich or some such nonsense.. I didn't pay it much mind, but I might go check out the cave he mentioned. There may be something worth plundering.. Heh. I also heard a rumor. The legendary thieves guild, apparently exists, and they have factions all over Vvardenfell! I must find my brothers! I needed to report back in though.

I returned to my guilds and got promotions in all of them! I don't remember what my rank is specifically, but tomorrow I can inquire. My next fighter's guild mission led me all the way out to Caldera, ugh. I'm not quite done with affairs in town I don't think, so I'll get to that later. Some spies are apparently working on the mine... That does sound kind of important..

But it matters not! For you see, just before falling asleep, I was walking around the slummier half of town and found a little club that I'd heard mention of. Lo and behold, I had finally found the thieves guild, my guild. I found the leader though, wasn't exactly the brother I was expecting...

Damn Khajiit! After joining up though, I managed to relieve some stress. I swear. It was just a one time thing!

-Unoob Featherclout

Blogging Morrowind 2011: Day 4

Today, was a productive day. When i awoke in my new home I quickly got ready for my day, and for a moment admired my new Khajiit rug.

Heheheh. Oh how I despise you creatures.

I left my new lovely home, mostly in search of Caius. So I asked some people if they knew of a man named Caius Cosades. When I mention he might work for the Imperial Legion, or the Imperial... whatever those humans have. They scoffed at the idea and they pointed me to some slums and mentioned he wasn't quite cut out for military service of any sort. Seeing as he was the only Caius I caught wind of I decided to check it out, lo and behold I found him. And they were right.

The old fool didn't even bother putting on a shirt for his work? Oh well, we had a nice chat and after he verified I was who I said to be he gave me 200 septims and told me to go train and make some connections. This is the easiest get out of jail card ever!

He mentioned a few guilds, so I decided to check them out. After crossing the river that divides Balmora I found the Fighter's and Mage's guild. I was rather deft with my halbred, and I knew a bit of alchemy. Both of them were eager for me, not so much as a background check to see what sort of riff-raff they may have hired. For the best I suppose. The fighter's guild sent me to kill some lowly damned rats. They posed to threat, an easy hundred septims. The next quest sent me out of town so I decided to check into the Mage's guild.

Somehow I was beyond prepared for them. They had me working for a Khajiit. Eh. I gritted my teeth and did as I was told. She was rather well-behaved for a beast. She had me go fetch her some mushrooms and flowers, both of which I had already found while scouting the path from Seyda Neen to here. She then asked me to sabotage a fellow guild mate's experiment. That's when this one won me over. I even got to nab some already filled soul gems! Those might come in handy later.

The wood elf soon struck back and stole my friend's reports. However the foolish girl fell for my looks and quickly divulged the location of the reports. This one is weak-willed, I have no respect for her.

It's night time again. Off to sleep, then I'm off to some egg mine to kill off some poachers. Might be a busy day..

-Unoob Featherclout

PS: Hey Caius. I found your little secret. Try hiding it next time brother heheh.

Blogging Morrowind 2011: Day 3

I think that below my perfect scaly exterior lies a monster.

I departed from Pelagiad in quite a haste. I did chat with an Argonian farm hand, he was pleasant as we always are, but I left swiftly. The town had grown rather unpleasant for me, and a peculiar stench haunted me. As I left I noticed a cave, assuming it to be another slave pit I ventured in. Two people assaulted me there, a human woman fell quickly to my halbred, then a Nord with a hammer came at me and nearly smashed me to death. Luckily he missed the killing shot and I stabbed him in the back, severing his spine.

At the back of the cave was a little... home? Were these two lovers exiled from normal life? It matters not now I suppose, but I do wonder what exactly they were doing. As I was quite damaged I decided to take a nap, however as I fell asleep a man attacked me. Dressed as an assassin of the legendary Dark Brotherhood! What the hell is going on? I slew him and left, quite distressed from the encounter.

I met a woman along the road asking me to.. confess to a bandit her love, if I were to come across her. I have no qualms with love, and if I happen to find this wayward bandit I'll try to figure something out for the young girl. At least I think she was young. I can never tell with the humans. Shortly after came another cave. This time four people resided within, again, no slaves. Kind of disappointed I departed.

Nothing else really bothered me along my journey, though my bag was getting quite heavy. I trudged on, and before night even began to fall I came upon my destination. Balmora. I entered the city limits and before anything else stopped at the nearest shop to empty my pockets a little of all the loot I found.

God damned Khajiit's. I entered the man's store, and again, before I even knew what was occuring, we were locked in combat. He was quick, especially with that hulking hammer. He managed to near break my arm with it! But I got the upper-hand, as if a Khajiit stood a chance. I'm laying in his... my own bed now. This arm isn't going to get better without rest. Tomorrow I'll seek out Casius Casades. For now, I must sleep.

-Unoob Featherclout

Blogging Morrowind 2011: Day 2

Oh God. What have I become? I stayed in Pelagiad all day. I'm not proud of what I've done...

I awoke at the Inn, and my day started with a Khajiit talking to me. Ordinarily this would be an awful start, however this Kahjiit wasn't that awful. She was actually respectful, and she's my first actual friend here. She even gave me some potions for free! She did ask me to.. assassinate.. someone for her. She explained the situation and he doesn't sound like a good person anyway. If I ever find myself in Gnaar Mok, I'll look into the situation.

From there, I went to the local armorer and bought a new halberd, it's only marginally stronger than my spear, but stronger still. Then I stopped by the trader. The fool. He just left that chest. Right there! Next to the corner. It was so easy to just... take what I wanted. I quickly grabbed what I could, an axe, some arrows and bolts and darts, and fled the store. I returned to the armorer and quickly made a deal to sell off my newly acquired goods. I think he shorted me, but considering the suspicious circumstances I'm grateful he didn't call over the guard.

Night time was fast approaching by this time. I didn't feel like staying at the Inn again, so I wandered around town looking for a nice camping spot. As I walked down an alleyway rain started to pour down on me. It was quite a storm so I knocked on the closest house and yet another Khajiit answered the door. Damned Khajiit. Understanding my situation she let me in to dry off and wait out the torrential downpour. How foolish of me to accept. She was hospital, but that didn't atone for her words, her tone, her damned Khajiit accent. A flash of red and before I knew it I had slain her. This woman who had welcomed me into her home. This filthy.. thing. Ugh.

At least I have a place to stay now. I haven't disposed of the body yet. I might just shove her in a box and leave her to rot. Oh well. My bag was getting quite full, and now I have a place to store it. Adjana. Thank you, for serving your purpose in life.

-Unoob Featherclout

Blogging Morrowind 2011: Day 1

Hello. I am an Argonian. Uhm, in my old life I was a hunter, and a protector of my people. Regrettably I got caught up in some... erm. Unpleasantness. I ended up on a slave ship, but as luck would have I've been released, though I have to jump through some hoops. Mainly, I'm required to meet up with a man named Casius Cosades who resides in Balmora.

Before I left the census offices I stole a few goods. Hey, life is hard, I've learned some methods of coping with this. Anyway, I went to the nearest store and bought myself a cheap bit of armor and a spear, my most favored weapon. I heard a rumor about a man named Fargoth's hiding spot. Apparently he owed a man money. That man hired me to acquire Fargoth's belongings. I tailed Fargoth for the rest of the day until finally at midnight he revealed his hiding spot. I waited for him to leave and I managed to snag a pitiful ring of healing, a lockpick and three hundred gold! I believe the man wanted the gold back.. He shall see it again, some day.

On my way out of town I found a cave and wandered in. A woman attacked me and I deftly took plunged my spear through her. At first I felt a mixture of worry and shock, until I searched her body and found a key with the word "slave" etched into it. I ventured a little further and found a pin of slaves right around the corner! Two of my Argonian brothers and a dirty Khajiit. I freed my brothers and even spared the Khajiit, wretched creatures. My blood boiled and I decided to seek out any other slavers at the camp. Two awaited me in the deepest parts of the cave. I quickly skewered them as I had their partner. I found amongst their belongings some gold, a little equipment, some alcohol and even some Moon Sugar and Skooma. I.. grabbed them. They.. fetch a good price. I-I'm a changed Argonian. I swear.

Er. I left the cave a little richer than I had before. I had heard Vvardenfell had a slavery problem, I never would have imagined that my first night would end with my first encounter with them. I don't know how far this problem is spread. But I will not allow it. I vow to rescue as many slaves as I possibly can. This, I believe, is my purpose.

I had heard of a silt strider service nearby that could ferry me to Balmora. Being a stranger to the area, however, I decided to follow the path to Balmora. A town named Pelagiad was closer though and I've decided to spend my second night here. I already have a little spending money, and I believe I can reach Balmora by tomorrow. I'm going to see if I can't acquire some better equipment. I bid you farewell journal.

-Unoob Featherclout