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A Life, Forgotten; The Tale of an Amnesic Bosmer, in Skyrim
Topic Started: Jun 27 2016, 02:03 PM (399 Views)
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Well memories are coming back maybe, but they're not comforting. He made a huge difference to Wujeeta, though. A true friend indeed.
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Uh oh, I'm not getting a good vibe from his dream! Good read Kane!! :)
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Papes!
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Great story so far! I can't wait to what will happen next!
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:thanks:
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Entry #8

"It's good that you stumbled upon this. I intended on having you deal with the situation before long anyway, and this just accelerates the issue," said Laila. "We know about Sarthis' presence in the Warehouse, but he had eluded us thus far. It would seem he has informants within the Keep."

A rat in the nest, thought Khalor. That seems perfectly in line with how this city is... "I assume that because I'm an outsider and a relative unknown, that I'll be paying him a visit?"
"Indeed, you will be," replied Laila. "Pay him a visit and convince him to put a stop to his practices. Here's the key to the Warehouse. Good luck."

With a short bow, Khalor exited the keep, and looked for a place to sit down, and work out how to tackle this. He had no doubts that Sarthis would not be the only one present. As he was mulling over a plan, a raven haired woman in noble attire strolled past, muttering about potions and an alchemy shop. Kahlor flagged her down and asked about the shop.

"It's on the lower walkway," said Ingun. "Cross the bridge by the Bunkhouse and take the stairs down below. You can't miss it."


As night fell, Khalor made his way to the docks. His trip to Elgrim's provided exactly what he needed. Poison. Lacing his dagger with the toxic mixtures, he crept inside and eliminated Sarthis' bodyguard, and then Sarthis' himself. Pocketing his key, Khalor made his way down to the basement and found a note naming the source of the skooma.


Back in the keep, he notified the Jarl. "Craglsane Cavern, ma'am. The skooma is being housed there before it comes into the city."
"Excellent work, Khalor. Unfortunately, the hardest part still lies ahead. I've no doubt that that hovel will be laced with scum. I'd advise against going it alone this time..."
"Sage advice, milady," said Khalor. "But, who else is there to help me? I've no acquaintances within the city, other than yourself, of course."
"Seek out Mjoll, in the city square. She's been a godsend to this city and it's fight against corruption. Or, if you fancy a mercenary type, pay a visit to the Bee and the Barb. Marcurio is an accomplished wizard for hire."


Khalor and Marc exited Riften the next day, as the sun was rising. A long day was in store, and Khalor first promised to drop off a sample in Shor's Stone for Elgrim. The teamwork and prowess of the duo was tested not far down the road at a ruined fort. The bandits didn't stand a chance, and Khalor felt much more confident than he had in a long time with a companion at his back.

Their quick stop in Shor's Stone proved to be profitable, after slaying a few spiders in the mine. They split the coin and continued on to Cragslane, eager to get there before the sun began to set. It was mid afternoon, when they approached the den, performing a light reconnaissance. The guard duty was fairly light... A single bandit and a few trained wolves. The were quickly dispatched, and quite soon, the duo was prepping for the fight inside.

"Bandits are desperate men," said Marcurio. "They have nothing to lose, and they fight like it..."
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Grits
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Yay, headed out to adventure with Marcurio! Khalor is the perfect choice for cleaning up the Rift. Love it!
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Great read, Kane!
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Great Read...
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Kane
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Entry #9

A little while later, the pair of bandit exterminators emerged from the cave, covered in blood and grime. The fight had taken its toll on them, and they both nearly collapsed from exhaustion. It took everything they had left to unpack their bedrolls before passing out on the ground. Concerned about wild animals, Marcurio blasted a gout of flame at the nearby fire pit to ward off any creatures during the night. Within minutes, both Khalor and Marcurio were out cold.

When the sun broke out over the trees, the duo finally awoke to the chill morning air, absolutely famished.

"Stay here and get another fire going," said Khalor. "I'm going out to hunt. I need some food before I pass out again."
With a sly grin, Marcurio replied, "Don't get eaten by a bear. I won't be there to save your sorry ass!"
"Yeah, yeah....."

Things had not gone as planned last night. The first stealthy arrow that Khalor loosed, lost a feather on it's way out of his bow and missed by several feet. The bandits didn't miss it, however, and what ensued nearly ended his life, had Marcurio not intervened in a hurry.

His magic is useful... I wonder if I have any aptitude in the arcane. thought Khalor.

An hour later saw his return to the cave mouth, with a dead goat in tow.
"Hope you like roasted goat," said Khalor.
"It'll do, I suppose. I rather prefer venison, but I'm guessing you didn't have much luck?"
Khalor shook his head. "The only one I spotted was being set upon by wolves. Didn't seem worth the trouble."
"Yeah, probably a wise choice. I'm surprised you manage to hit the target this time!" he chuckled.
"Oh, bite me! You know damn well what happened to that arrow," laughed Khalor.

Despite the madness from the night before, Khalor felt good. It was nice to have a friend again, and he could tell that their experience in the cave forged a deep level of respect and trust between them. It wasn't just Marcurio's magic that got them out alive, but Khalor's instincts, as well. The fight was hectic and through it all, Khalor learned that he had a really strong aptitude for swordplay. He looked down at the steel sword he picked up last night.

"You're pretty adept with a blade," Marcurio noted. "Where'd you come by that skill?"
"Like many things, I'm not sure."

Khalor went on to tell Marcurio about his troubled and mostly forgotten past. It felt good to talk about it with someone other than the Jarl. Someone who saw him as more than a means to an end.

"Wow, you are one unlucky elf," said Marcurio. "At least we know where your combat training came from. I find it hard to believe you were a brigand, though. You don't seem the type."
"I very well may be the type, and just don't remember."
"That, or, the blow to the head may have knocked some sense into you," said Marcurio, with a laugh.
"Aye. You might be right there," mused Khalor.
"We better get moving. I'm sure the Jarl is anxious for your return. And I need a stiff drink from Keerava," said Marcurio.

The hike back up to Riften was quick and easy, and they were back in the city by mid afternoon. Once in the square, they split up for the time and Khalor headed for the keep. He supposed he probably should have taken a dip in the lake before strolling through the town square. He knew looked a sight, covered in the dregs of combat. As he entered the keep, Khalor heard an audible gasp of shock, followed by derisive looks at him. He approached the Jarl.

"Cragslane is wiped clean, milady." She looks utterly surprised to see me, thought Khalor. She didn't expect me back...
"Why, this is excellent news!" said Laila. "Hopefully we can nip a problem like this in the bud, next time. I thank you for your efforts, Khalor. Guards! Let it be known that our friend here is officially pardoned. Now, Khalor....do us all a favor, and go take a bath!"

Khalor bowed, "Thank you, milady."
"And stop back in sometime. I might yet have some more work for you to do."
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Officially pardoned - too bad he still doesn't know what he did! And then told off to take a bath.... Laila's not my fav Jarl for sure!
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Kane
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Yeah, he's grateful for the pardon, but is beginning to like the Jarl less and less.
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It's great that he's pardoned, but I have a feeling Jarl Laila thought she was sending him to his death. I loved the interactions with Marc!
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Oh Marcurio was a much better choice of companion! :clap: Mjoll would make ya crazy! Very good, love seeing them clean up Cragslane, and maybe the duo wil work together some more! They seem to be good together. :D
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Entry #10

“Fat Chance,” Khalor muttered, on the way out.

Exiting the keep, he made his way through the marketplace, selling off the oddments he gathered in Cragslane. Brand Shei was an interesting sort, and they struck up a conversation about his name. Khalor agreed to keep his eyes open, while out on his adventures, for any clues or the wrecked ship Brand was found in.

He entered the inn, and found Marcurio in his usual place. Khalor motioned to an empty table and they both sat down to relax with a pint, and a bit of food. They started to converse about their experience at the cave, but Khalor was only half engaged. The other half was back to dwelling on his past. Quite suddenly, he interrupted Marcurio in mid-sentence. “Where’d you learn your magic skills?”

“My magics? I trained at the College of Winterhold. Why do you ask?”

Khalor told him of his initial notion to travel there and seek aid. “Before all this skeever crap started, I was journeying to the College. I thought if anyone could help me recover my memories, it would be the mages.”

“Hmm, interesting notion, I couldn’t tell you with any certainty if they could help. I did not learn of all their arcane abilities, while I was there. But, the masters have much more knowledge of the arcane than they teach. Only those that stay for life explore the more mysterious secrets,” said Marcurio.

“Do you think it’s worth a journey?” asked Khalor. “I need answers. I can’t keep ignoring the past. The memories are in there....I just can’t find them. “
“Then that’s where we go next,” said Marcurio. “But, for now... we drink.”
“I won’t argue with that!”
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Entry #11

As dawn broke the next day, the sun turned the sky a luminous orange that slowly crept in under the trees. The two friends exited Riften and were heading to the carriages when Marcurio spoke up.
“We’ll take the carriage to Windhelm to stock up on supplies. From there, we’ll trek north on foot.”

“Why not just take it straight to Winterhold? asked Khalor. “Trudging through the freezing cold and the snow seems like a stupid idea.”
“It may not seem ideal, but, it’s not without merit. We’d be foolish to not visit the Shrine of Azura.”
“The Daedra?! Why in blazes would that be a good idea?” said Khalor. “Nothing good could ever come of that! I’d just as soon they stay my past stay forgotten, rather than give myself to a Daedra!”
“You’ll just have to trust me. I have an old friend who tends the shrine and I can assure you that nothing will befall us. The sight alone is worth the effort, whether or not Azura can help us. She has been known to help those that are faithful to her.”

And with that, they climbed into the carriage, bound for Windhelm. Khalor was still uneasy about this next move, but he did trust Marcurio. The idea of cavorting with the Daedra frightened him, and he couldn’t help but think this was a bad idea. Everything he knew about the princes told him he was right to be apprehensive. I just know this won’t go well, thought Khalor.

The arrival in Windhelm was just as he suspected. It was already blisteringly cold and snowy, even though it was only a day’s ride north. Khalor and Marc headed into the city for supplies, soon found themselves in Sadri’s Used Wares. He didn’t have much, but it was enough for the journey, provided they didn’t run into any dire situations. They split up in front of the inn to shop for themselves. Khalor wanted to improve his gear, and Marc headed for the court wizard, looking for some new spells. Meeting up back at the inn, they grabbed a room for the night and got everything ready to travel the next day.

The arrival of morning did nothing to improve the weather from yesterday, so the duo bundled up and headed out into the cold. The journey was perilous, but the two combined made short work of anything that bothered them. Ice wolves seem to be the most common, with the occasional white sabre cat ebing a true threat. After sneaking past a ruined fort, they rounded a bend to find a wide path, heading up the mountain.

“Up we go,” said Marc, pointing up the hill.
Khalor whistled. ”Wow. That’s quite a climb. And I’m fairly certain that’s a troll stumbling about up there. Are you sure this is necessary?”
“Necessary? No. Helpful? I have a hunch that it will be, but only time will tell. Come on, we better get to it. And keep that bow drawn, just in case.”
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Entry #12

“Wow,” said Khalor, as they came up over the crest. “You weren’t kidding. What a sight.”
The massive stone statue loomed tall against the aurorae lit night sky. A beautifully carved woman in robes, with a moon in one hand and a star in the other. Khalor had never seen anything like it, and was quite amazed by its sheer size.

“I told ya,” chuckled Marc. “I think I see Aranea up there. Let’s go.”

The two made their way towards the base of the shrine and headed up the stairs towards the altar. A robed Dunmer woman of untold age was chanting with her arms raised to the Azura, as they approached. When she took notice of them, she lowered her arms and turned their way.

“Hello Marcurio. It’s been a long time since you paid us a visit. To what do we owe the pleasure?”
Marc paused. “You didn’t foresee our arrival?”
“Strangely, I did not. And who is this, that you have brought with you?” asked Aranea.

“A friend of Marc’s, miss. My name is Khalor, and together we seek to unlock my past. My memories up until recently are gone, and all I have are fragments. We journey to Winterhold, but Marc thought it would be wise to seek help from Azura, too.”

“A forgotten past? Intriguing. I will do what I can to help. Any friend of Marcurio’s, is a friend of mine. Come forward, so that I can have a look at you,” said Aranea. “Hmm, that is strange. Your aura is clouded, Khalor. Let me commune with Azura. Perhaps she will know more of this.”

Khalor and Marc stepped back and cleared a place to sit. The stone was cold, but they were tired and needed the respite. Marc lit a small fire with some wood he found near the base of the shrine, and Khalor waited with bated breath, while Aranea silently prayed. After an hour or two went by, Marcurio became restless.

“Something is amiss, Khalor. This shouldn’t be taking so long. Aranea has helped me in the past, and it never takes her this long to commune with the Goddess.”

Before Khalor could respond, Aranea lowered her arms and walked towards them. “Marcurio, you are welcome to stay, but I’d ask that you leave, Khalor.”

“What? Why?” said Khalor. “Have I done something to offend Azura?”
“What gives, Aranea? I’ve never seen you turn away someone in need,” said Marc.

“As I said before, your aura is clouded. For me to say that is one thing. But, for Azura to say that is another. There is a darkness hanging over you, Khalor. And not even Azura, who has guided me for countless years, can see through it. You would do well to seek it’s source, but you’ll have to do so without her guidance.”
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Oooooh sooo not good when a Deadric Prince can't help! Wonderful updates!
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Oh crap, this doesn't bode well! Great update Kane! More please....
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“Cavorting with the Daedra,” nice. Oh, that is really bad when the Daedra won’t cavort with you! Yikes. Great entries, I’m enjoying this!
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Oh dear. This is being really ugly.... poor guy. And poor Marc, who's sort of along for the ride....
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