Monday, June 6, 2011

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

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